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tomssexdoll · 5 months ago

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hi could you write tom from 2014 and yn(fem reader) where he is hiring a new maid to take care of his house to keep it clean and that and when he finds a maid (yn) she comes to his house and then tom started to fuck her in his in the living room

(only write it if you comfortable ❤️)

YES BABY GIRL OFC

His girl

PAIRINGS: Tom 2014 x Female reader

CONTENT: SMUT

SYPNOSIS: Y/N is hired as Toms maid, he is a CEO for a very imporant law firm. She observes his odd behaviour for weeks, the way he looked at her, the way he'd make flirty comments. It wasn't until a random day he decided to make his first move..

A/N: meow

WARNINGS: dom!tom, sub!reader, p in v (missionary), nipple and breast play

I was a maid, desperately in search for work. Anytime I'd apply to work for someone there'd always be excuses, saying how I don't have enough experience or how I'm a lovely girl just not right for the role.

One day, I saw an advertisement for a man named Tom Kaulitz, a billionaire CEO of a law firm. He was in search for a maid, but I knew I would never have a chance, why would a billionaire hire someone like me? Would he even notice my application?

I decided to do it anyway, what's the difference if I don't get accepted, there's a chance I would get accepted, even if it's very slim. I filled it out, closing my computer and sighing, hoping one of the many people I applied for had accepted.

It had been about a week since I applied, no one else was answering, leaving me at home yet again, basically digging in pockets and between the couch for money. Then, a notification popped up on my phone, a message from an unknown number.

"Hello Miss Y/N, I am Tom Kaulitz, I wanted to speak about the application you've sent in. I am very impressed with your resume and want to set up an interview, perhaps this coming friday?" it wrote, my heart jumped out of my body, he wanted to meet with me?

I paced back and forth, thinking of ways to charm him, impress him, prove to him that I was worthy for the job. If I were to be accepted, I could live with him, eat free meals and get a monthly allowance.

As Friday came, I was panicked, wondering what I should wear and how I should do my makeup. I decided on something casual yet formal, not wanting to scare him away. He had planned for one of his drivers to escort me to his home, and as he arrived I hesitated going out the door, the fear consuming me.

As I gathered enough courage to leave, I approached the black sports car, opening the door and sliding in, greeting the driver. The ride was silent and a little bit awkward, tension from my fear filling the air.

We arrived shortly after, I stared in awe at the beautiful mansion in front of me, "beautiful, isn't it?" the drivers chuckled, "very," I smiled and walked with him to the front door, going inside and observing the walls around me, covered in lavish paintings and decor.

"He is upstairs, the first door to the left," the driver smiled, letting me find Tom myself. I sighed and nodded, nervously walking up the marble stairs, approaching said door.

"You'll be ok Y/N.." I whispered to myself before pushing the door open, I was met with a handsome young man, nothing like I imagined, he had long brown hair, tucked away in a low manbun and a kempt beard, sitting perfectly on his face.

"Well hello Miss Y/N, take a seat," he ordered, his piercing gaze boring into me as I nervously approached his desk, his posture straight and unyielding. He regarded me with a mix of curiosity and scepticism, his eyes roaming over my features.

"Hello Sir," I shyly smiled, taking a seat across from him, trying to keep as still as possible, leaving my hands in my lap. "Well, you're not what I expected, you're quite young," he chuckled, leaning forward and resting his arms on the desk, his intimidating gaze never leaving me.

"What makes you think you'd be suitable for this position schatz?" he smirked, my heart fluttered at the nickname, knowing a little bit of german from past houses I'd looked after.

"Oh, well. I've basically been cleaning my whole life, I know I'm young and you may think I don't have much experience but I assure you I do," I smiled softly, he leaned back in his chair, studying me, "I'll be the judge of that.." his eyes flicked to my resume, a small smirk playing on his lips.

"Yes, you're young and inexperienced, but I can see the drive in you," he chuckled, "tell me, how do you handle pressure?" he looked back up at me.

"Oh I do amazing under pressure, I've basically been under pressure all my life, my childhood, previous jobs and things I've gone through. When I'm met with pressure I'm always able to solve it quickly," I said, he hummed in approval, obviously satisfied with my answer.

"Good, so you know how to keep a cool head. You're going to need it here, I demand perfection and anything less than that is not acceptable," his look became more intense, his voice lowering slightly.

"Yes sir, I understand." I nodded, eagerly waiting for his acceptance for the job. His eyes narrowed slightly, studying me once again with a piercing intensity. After a moment he nodded, a small smile playing on his lips, "very well, I'll give you a chance. But let me make one thing clear, if you can't keep up, you're out. No exceptions," he said firmly, leaving no room for further discussion.

"Of course, thankyou for giving me the job," I smiled. We both stood up, he simply walked around the desk. He extended a hand, meeting mine with a firm grip as he looked me in the eye, "I only hire the best, and I expect nothing less from you," he said with a confident air, his voice low and commanding.

"You'll start today, I can arrange for some people to pick up your things and move them here schatz," he said, towering over me. I lost my train of thought, focusing on his features, his beautiful brown eyes and perfect nose.

"Miss?" he called out, making me jolt slightly, "oh, yes I'm sorry," I softly chuckled, walking out the door and grabbing the cleaning products left outside the room for me to start cleaning.

The first few days were chill, I had gotten settled into my new room and did very basic jobs. Cooking for Tom, cleaning up his office after he was done working, nothing too hard for me.

As the days turned into weeks, I noticed he began to trust me more, assigning me more responsibility and eventually inviting me to sit in on important meetings. My hard work not going unnoticed.

Another thing I had also noticed was the way he'd look at me, the way he'd just stare at me when working, not like he was trying to intimidate me to work harder but like, his eyes would just soften.

For the time I'd known him he never looked at anyone like that, then the comments started, he'd say something that would spike my attention and make me giggle, obviously giving him pleasure in hearing my amusement.

Sometimes he'd just invite me into his office for no apparent reason, just saying he wanted me to be there. During one meeting, he leaned in and whispered into my ear, "you look stunning today.." his breath hot on my neck as he continued to study the documents in front of him. He was non chalant about it, but his gaze told a different story.

"I do? But I'm wearing what I always wear sir, how is it so different today?" I chuckled nervously, his lustful gaze taking a toll on me. "Because I'm noticing things now that I didn't before. You've caught my attention and I have a keen eye for detail.." his voice was low and husky, his eyes never leaving mine, sending a shiver down my spine.

"I guess that's apparent with all your decor and paintings," I tried to shift the conversation, but he wouldn't budge. Tom chuckled, closing the folder in front of him and leaning back in his seat as he turned his body completely towards mine. His eyes glinted with a hidden fire.

"It's not just decor and paintings, schatzi. It's about appreciating beauty when you see it.." he smirked, "oh.." I felt blush creeping up my neck and onto my cheeks, he chuckled at my reaction, loving to see me so flustered, only by his words.

He stood up, walking towards me, "mmm, you're blushing.." he reached out, gently tilting my chin to look up at him, leaving me no choice but to meet his gaze.

"How about we go watch a movie? Wind down a little..you seemed, bothered," he smirked, a playful look in his eyes. "Oh, of course," I stood up, met with his hand instantly locking with mine, dragging me out of the office and downstairs to his living room.

"No one's home tonight, they're all busy with running errands for me," he sat down, patting a spot next to him. "Would you like something to drink? Whiskey, brandy, wine?" he said, standing back up and walking to his bar.

"Just some white wine please.." I smiled, watching as he poured my drink and poured himself a shot of whiskey. As he walked back, I noticed the way his muscles would ripple under his shirt, feeling a burning in between my legs.

As he sat back down I gladly accepted the drink, "thankyou sir," I mumbled. He raised an eyebrow, sipping his whiskey as he sat back down next to me, his hand reaching out to rest on my knee, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"You're very welcome, now let's find a movie," he grabbed the remote, flicking through movie channels. "How about something a little more...adult.." he smirked, scrolling though the options, pausing on a steamy romance that looked like it would have plenty scenes to get my heart racing, just the things he wanted.

"Oh..s..sure.." I stuttered, the tension filling the air. He knew he was getting to me and it only made him want me more. He clicks play on the movie, leaning back on the couch as it begun.

"Come closer, relax schatzi," I felt his hand wrap around my waist and pull me closer towards him. As the movie went on the tension built up further, I felt myself getting hotter as the scenes intensified.

"Is it hot in here..?" I sighed, taking off my jacket. "Yes, it's very hot in here.." he smirks, seeing my jacket come off and knowing I'm getting closer to giving into his advances, his lips just inches from my ear.

My breath hitched as a sex scene came on, feeling his grip on my waist tighten. He watched with me, his body pressed against mine on the couch, making me feel his hardness through his pants as he grinds against me, letting out a low moan in my ear.

As the sex scene intensified, he couldn't resist the urge to touch me any longer, pressing his lips to my neck, trailing hot kisses down to my collarbone as his hand slips under my shirt, caressing my skin. "God, you're so fucking sexy.." he growled lowly.

"Sir..we can't.." I gasped, he ignored my protests, too consumed by his desire for me. His hand slips further under my shirt, finding the curve of my breast, "tell me to stop.." he looked back at me, I just stayed silent, giving him the permission he needed.

His pinched my nipple through the fabric, rolling it between his fingers as he continued his assault on my neck. "Sir..." I moaned softly, he groaned in response to my noises, his fingers deftly unhooking my bra from behind and pushing the fabric aside. He cups my bare breast, thumbing my nipple as he leans in to capture my lips in a hungry, demanding kiss.

I moaned against his lips, reaching down to my shirt and unbuttoning it. He smirks and pulls away for a moment, watching my shirt come off. As he buttons open he moves down to capture a nipple in his mouth, sucking it in and swirling his tongue around it as he reaches down to palm my other breast.

The moans coming from the movie only made Tom hungrier, laying me down on the couch and quickly turning the movie off, wanting to hear my raw emotion and noises, not some bimbo on the TV.

"Good girl.." he smirked, moving his lips down to my stomach, dragging the zipper of my skirt down and removing it, revealing my red panties, "ah, red is my favourite colour," he chuckled, tugging my panties down my legs and tossing them aside, pressing his hips between my thighs.

His hard length pressed against me, teasing me as he reaches down to rub my clit in slow circles, "do you want me to fuck you, sweetheart?" he looked down at me, I softly nodded, "please.." a quiet whine leaving my lips.

He nodded, quickly removing his pants, his cock straining against his boxers, the size making me question everything. Then, he started to unbutton his shirt, flinging it off and revealing his hard, muscular chest.

"Oh fuck.." I bit my lip, closing my legs and pressing my thighs together to get some sort of relief, he chuckled darkly, leaning down to suck on my neck, leaving a mark as he reached into his boxers, pulling his thick, veiny cock out.

"Sir.." I whimpered, "shhh..just call me Tom," he smirked, his fingers grasping the base of his cock. He lined himself up, the tip nudging my entrance before he thrusted forward, burying himself to the hilt inside me with a low groan, "fucking hell, you're so good.."

He began to move, his powerful hips setting a relentless pace as he fucks me hard and deep. The couch creaked beneath us with each rough thrust, the sound mingling with my moans and the slap of skin on skin.

His hands gripped my hips, pulling me into each powerful stroke, "oh Tom!" I moaned loudly, my hands flying to his shoulders for support. He chuckled low in his throat, the vibrations sending shivers through me as he redoubles his efforts. His thrusts grew even more forceful, pounding into me with an animalistic intensity.

One hand released my hip to move up my body, meeting my breasts another time, pinching and rolling my nipples as the other hand kept me grounded. "Such a good girl, taking me so well.." he moaned softly, his eyes locking onto mine, dark with lust and possession as he watched my reactions.

He increased the pace, the tip of his cock hitting my cervix with each dominant thrust, "you like that baby? You like it when I fuck you dumb like this?" he said, love seeing how I melted from his touch.

"You're such a good little slut for me. Taking my cock like this, so wet and ready for me," his words only served to fuel my desire, my hips bucking back to meet his thrusts. He shifted, lifting one of my legs over his shoulder, opening me up further. The change in position allowed him to hit even deeper, his cock spearing into me with unrelenting force.

"Ohh my god! Tom, it's so good!" I cried out, arching my back as the pleasure got more intense, he groaned at my desperate pleas, his pace becoming almost brutal in it's intensity.

He sensed my impending climax, feeling my pussy start to clench around his throbbing cock, in need for release as well. "Cum for me, baby. Let go and cum all over my fucking cock.." he demanded, his own orgasm building in response to my awaiting peak.

"Fuckkk!" I yelped, one last harsh thrust triggering my orgasm, my juices spilling all over his cock.

Feeling my tight walls milking his shaft as I came, Tom followed suit, his cock pulsing as his hot seed filled me. He continued to thrust, riding out the aftershocks of my orgasm, the feeling of my walls clenching around him an almost unbearable pleasure.

He collapsed on top of me, his chest heaving uncontrollably, "fuck, that was amazing.." he panted, sitting back down on the couch and pulling me into his lap.

I buried my head into the crook of his neck, calming down from my earth shattering orgasm. "You wanna come up to bed with me, get some rest?" he chuckled, tilting my chin to look up at him, "yes please.." I whined. And with that he stood up, holding me against his chest and walking up to his bedroom, gently laying me down on the luxurious bed.

He pulled the covers over me, sliding in behind me and pulling me closer, his strong arms wrapping around my trembling frame. "Get some rest.." he whispered, kissing my hair gently.

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