#laura harrier oneshot

[hollandbaby]

Congrats solecito!! May I request an imagine with Laura? I was thinking maybe being spied and she discovers you’re a double agent and after fighting for a while things get heated but you end up convincing her you’re on the same side

my amoureux, i hope you enjoy this. I’m sorry it’s quite short :)

Laura barges into your office at Headquarters as you’re reading through files of the next criminal you’ve been assigned to spy on.

“What the hell Danika? You’re working for Hawkins?” She states angrily, crossing her arms over her chest. You rush past her to close the door to your office, telling her to keep her voice down.

“I will not ‘keep my voice down’! I thought we were allies, hell I thought we were friends?”

“Laura please let me explain-“

“I can’t believe you! Have you been a double agent this whole time? How long have you been secretly working for them? Do you even care about us?” She’s pacing in front of you, frustratedly running her fingers through her hair, messing up the perfect placement of it. “I can’t believe I never figured it out!”

“Laura could you please-“

“And to think I trusted you? I’m mad at you, Danika, but I’m more mad at myself! How could I not have seen this coming? How could I not have known?”

“Laura, shut up a second!” You raise your voice, hands on your temples as you close your eyes, feeling dizzy with all the questions Laura’s firing at you. She raises an eyebrow at you, crossing her arms over her chest again. “Yes I’m working for Hawkins-“

“I knew that already.” She scoffs.

“BUT, I have been assigned to by OUR head of office, Figgs. I’m on an undercover assignment to spy on the enemy by being apart of their team. I am apart of this team, not theirs, and yes I’m a double agent but I am working for Figgs, not Hawkins, okay?”

“I don’t believe you.” Laura eyes you suspiciously. “How can I believe you? You’d been keeping this from me! How can I trust anything you say anymore?”

“Laura please you have to trust me on this okay? It’s confidential I’m not meant to talk about it.”

“And that’s not suspicious at all? Right.” She rolls her eyes at you. Her attitude frustrating you.

“Laura I swear, I’m working for Figgs and pretending to work for Hawkins not the other way around!”

“Danika, I do not believe you. You’ve lied to me for months, kept this a secret from me, that’s the most shady thing ever! And you’re now saying you’re on our side? What if you’re just saying that because you don’t want me to find out the truth? I’m not falling for your lies again.” Laura is raising her voice now, her face flushed with anger.

“I couldn’t tell anyone Laura!” You slam your hands on the table, “It’s a confidential mission! You know what those are like, for god’s sake! You have to trust me! I’m your ally and friend, Laura!”

“I can’t trust you Danika! I don’t know what’s true anymore!”

You angrily open your drawer, pulling out the file documenting your mission to become a double agent, working for the Hawkins in order to gain their trust and find out all their deepest secrets. You pass Laura the document, allowing her to read through it while you sit at your desk, with your head in your hands, rubbing your temples.

“Now do you believe me?” You sit back in your chair, crossing your arms over your chest.

“You can’t blame me for being cautious. You know what this jobs like, the minute I found out you were working with Hawkins I couldn’t help but assume the worst.” Laura hands back your file, “but I do believe you.”

You smile at her, glad she didn’t stick to her initial thoughts - she was your partner and best friend after all. “I’m glad you do. Now gear up, we gotta go kick some ass.”

[angelic-holland]

Do Not Disturb // th x fem!reader x lh

Summary: Tom and Laura are looking for a third for the night. You just happen to be into that. Based on the song Do Not Disturb by Halestorm. Inspired by an ask sent in by @screamsbytom

Word Count: 2.8k

Warnings: smut, f/m/f threesome, spanking, oral (fem receiving), unprotected sex (use a condom folx), apologies if the cut doesn’t work I’m posting on mobile since I won’t be home for like five to six hours. Unedited because my brain is mush.

Tom’s had his eyes on you since you walked into the club. You were wearing an impossibly tight black dress that left absolutely nothing to his imagination, he still wanted to tear it off. He sat at the bar sipping his rum and coke, watching as you weave your way through the crowd of people to stand right next to him at the bar. You order a whiskey, neat, and take it all in one sip, winking at him when you do. He keeps his composure however, following you onto the dance floor.

“Name’s Tom,” he greets you as his hands find your hips and yours find his neck.

“Y/N,” you smile back. Your lips have a beautiful red shade of lipstick, that Tom wants to absolutely ruin.

“Want to dance?” Tom begins to move along with you as you gently sway to the music. Your hips are pressed against his and he’s positive that he can’t feel any panties under the fabric of your dress. It only makes him harder in his tight black jeans, which he knows you notice. He knows because you turned in his arms, swaying your hips and rocking your ass back against him.

“I really love the accent,” you say, hand covering his own on your hip and lightly gliding it up and rest on your ribcage, just under where your dress pushed your breasts up and practically out of the dress.

“Thanks I picked it out myself,” Tom jokes, watching Laura sip her drink and nods at him.

“You know, I’d totally hate to pass up the opportunity to get with a hot British guy before I fly back home tomorrow.”

Tom grins, gently gliding his hand up to brush your hair back from your neck, gliding his mouth up the hot and sweaty skin of your neck to nibble at your earlobe.

“You want me to ruin that pretty red lipstick darling?”

“Fuck,” you groan as your hips lose their rhythm against Tom’s pelvis.

Laura stands up, brushing down the red skirt of her dress and sauntering up to Tom and you.

“Hey babe,” she grins.

You freeze, immediately pulling away from him.

“I’m so sorry I had no idea and he never said-,”

“You’re beautiful sweetheart,” Laura smiles, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. Tom watches you practically melt into her touch, leaning your cheek against the palm of her hand.

“Are you, you two together?” You ask and Tom moves to rest his hands back on your hips.

“We like to say we just take care of each other’s needs,” Laura smiles, winking at Tom before looking back at you. She was wearing ridiculously tall high heels, so she was practically towering over the both of you.

“And you-,” you start.

“Want to take care of your needs tonight love,” Tom brings his lips to your neck, right below your ear and gently sucks at the skin.

“Please,” you whine as Tom marks you.

“I’ll go settle the tab, Laura why don’t you show y/n to our room?” Tom asks, letting go of your hips.

“Sounds good,” Laura smiles, taking your hand in hers.

“Don’t start without me,” Tom says, it’s a lighthearted warning of sorts. He watches as Laura guides you through the crowd, out towards the main hotel, he’s mesmerized by both of your asses until you disappear from his sight.

***

The moment you’re alone in the elevator with Laura, she’s kissing you. Thank god for close to nonbudagble red lipstick. She was wearing a pink gloss and she tasted like cotton candy. Her hands were softer than Tom’s and her nails bite at your hips but you don’t mind. Her tongue gently traces the inside of your mouth until the elevator dinged. She’s dragging you down the hallway, swiping her keycard at her room. You’re shocked by how huge it is, a king bed with a canopy, sheets that look so soft you could get lost in them. Instead she shuts the door and pulls you into her, kissing down your neck.

“Shouldn’t we wait for Tom?” You ask as she starts to walk you back towards the bed.

“You want to be a good girl huh? Don’t want to start until Tom gets here like he asked?” Laura grins, cupping your face and watching the way you lean into her touch.

You can’t help but whimper as her thumb brushes along your lower lip. It gives her the chance to push her thumb into your mouth and she watches in adoration as your eyes slip shut and you begin to lick and suck it.

Tom walks in on the both of you in this moment. He groans when he watches you being so willfully submissive for Laura.

“Thought I told you to wait for me,” Tom grins, watching you jump back from Laura and turn from him.

“I’m sorry,” you whisper, looking down at the floor between you and Tom.

“Hey, it’s okay,” Tom smiles, cupping your chin and kissing you.

He brings your hips to his, showing you how hard he is. You wrap your hands around his neck, kissing him back, your mouth opening easily to let him in. He knows he’s going to have to take a step back eventually and ask you what you want from tonight. What you want from him and Laura. So he slips a hand up your side, resting it on your neck and pulling you back for a moment, gently running his fingers along the flushed skin of your neck.

“What do you want love?” He asks, his other hand hiking up your dress and running along the bare skin of your thigh.

“Want you, and Laura, want both of you.”

“You can have us,” Tom nods and a grin spreads across your face.

“But I think I need to punish you first, for starting without me? You’d like that wouldn’t you? You want me to turn you into a good girl for me?”

“Please,” you whimper as he moves his hand up to your hair, pulling your head back slightly to give him access to your neck.

“Gonna undress you now love,” Tom grins, nodding towards Laura, who stands behind you, unzipping your dress as Tom begins to mark your neck. You’re basically putty in their hands, Tom notes. Whimpering and writhing as Laura tugs the straps of your dress down and Tom captures your lips in his own. You weren’t wearing a bra or underwear, much to both Tom and Laura’s delight.

“Fuck, you look so pretty, go ahead and step out of the dress,” Laura directs, her hand leaving a quick smack on your ass. You cry out and tighten your hands on Tom’s shoulders as you do.

“You liked that didn’t you? Guess this might be more of a treat than a punishment,” Tom muses as he picks you up, bringing you over to the bed as Laura follows. He sets you down on the edge and stands up facing Laura. You sit patiently while they kiss, watching as Tom has to practically stand on his tip toes to reach her. She basically owns the kiss, her hand wrapping in his hair and tugging as his own go to grab her ass. They get lost in each other and you don’t mind. Finally when they’re both breathless they pull back to look at you.

“So pretty waiting for us, why don’t you get on your hands and knees like a good girl while we get undressed?” Laura asks, both of them laughing lightly as you scramble to do as you’re told.

“Good girl,” Tom grins as you whimper. He gets to work tugging at Laura’s zipper before she slaps his hand away.

“This is expensive,” she scolds him before pulling it down herself. She easily steps out of it as Tom strips off his shirt and begins to toe off his shoes. He practically drools as Laura takes off her heels and joins you in bed, body wrapped up in a pretty lace red piece.

She kneels by your head, cupping your chin so you look up at her. God she was gorgeous, nipples straining against the lace, a small wet spot in the front of her thong. You wanted to taste her, to get a piece of her, but you waited until she gave you some direction. You feel Tom settle behind you, his hands running over the backs of your thighs to cup your ass.

Tom spreads your ass for him, watching as you move your hips up higher and your thighs part. He watches as you clench around nothing, your cunt already slick.

You whimper as Laura slowly pulls her thong down and swipes her fingers through her folds, bringing them up to your lips.

“Go ahead, have a taste,” she smiles as your lips drop open wide.

She shoves two fingers in your mouth as Tom begins to spank you. Your moans are muffled around Laura’s fingers as Tom continues to spank you, asking you questions you couldn’t answer.

“Taking your punishment so well pretty girl, how many more spanks do you want?” Tom asked as he continues to spank you, gently rubbing your ass ever so often.

You mumble around Laura’s fingers, trying to respond, trying to be a good girl.

Then Tom delivers the hardest spank of the night, the one he plans to be the last. It lurched you forward, Laura’s fingers shoved down your throat. You gag and whine as she holds them there for a moment as Tom runs a finger through your folds, now close to dripping wet as you rocked against the both of them.

“So fucking wet just from getting spanked and taking Laura’s fingers?” Tom asks as Laura pulls her fingers out of your mouth, running them along your wet and pouted lips, smearing your spit and lipstick down your chin.

“God I need to feel that tongue inside me,” she grins and Tom helps her flip you over, your ass stinging against the bedspread as she straddled your face, facing Tom.

You moaned against her slick folds, eagerly sucking on her clit as your hands found her hips. They didn’t grip them, just pulled her down until she was basically suffocating you. You totally wouldn’t mind drowning in her pussy.

Tom settled between your thighs, watching as Laura pinched your nipples, gliding her fingers up and down your chest.

Tom licked through your folds, lapping at your clit, trying to get you to come before you made Laura come, although he totally wasn’t trying to make it a competition. Laura made sure you paid attention to her though, every single time your attention would trail away she would lightly slap your breast, your nipples rock hard and you’d tremble under her, moving to suck on her clit or fuck her with your tongue. Tom kept you right on the edge however, stretching you open with three fingers as you moaned, sending vibrations through Laura’s body.

“Be a good girl and come all over my fingers,” Tom says, watching as your hips raise and he gently rubs your g-spot, sucking on your clit again as you come.

You push Laura over the edge as you grip her hips, her head thrown back, dark brown hair tumbling over her shoulders. Tom sat back and watched as she rode your face, you enthusiastically let her finish her orgasm.

Laura pulls off of you, sitting next to you as Tom kisses up your body, kissing you, licking the remains of Laura’s orgasm from your lips and face. Your lipstick is an absolute mess, hardly any is on your lips anymore. So much for waterproof lipstick. You whimper as you wrap your arms around Tom’s neck, his cock gliding through your slick folds.

“You want me to fuck you baby girl?” Tom asks and Laura strokes your hair.

“Please, oh god, please fuck me, please need your cock,” you beg, pouting as Tom teases you, gently pushing in for a moment before running it up to your clit. Laura begins to kiss along your face while Tom pushes into you. You whine as Laura presses a sweet kiss to you cheek, looking down to watch Tom fuck into you.

“So fucking tight for me, take my cock so well pretty girl,” Tom grunts, one hand holding himself up, the other tight on your hip, most likely leaving bruises.

You groan as Laura shoves two fingers into your mouth, telling you to get them nice and wet. You moan and cry out around them, watching as Tom runs his hand up to twist and pinch your nipples.

Laura pulls her fingers out of your mouth and you and Tom both watch in awe as she runs them through her folds and begins to fuck herself on her fingers, her lips dropped open and her dark eyes watching the way Tom fucks you.

“Laura, please, fuck, please sit on my face again,” you whimper, moving one hand up to grip her thigh.

“Anything baby girl,” Laura smiles down at you, pulling her fingers out of herself and straddling your face again. She faced Tom and as you pulled her dripping pussy to your face she cupped the back of Tom’s neck and kissed him, tugging his hair. You felt his hips falter for a moment when you did, your tongue moving to fuck into Laura faster.

She moaned, her hips rocking as you continued your movements, trying to make her come. Tom picked up his pace again, his cock practically hitting your cervix with each thrust, making you moan against Laura.

That made her pinch your nipple and play with your breasts, your hips moving to meet Tom’s.

Your tongue moved to lap at Laura’s clit, feeling her thighs tightened around your head. You hear her pull back from Tom, and then she’s coming, her moans echoing around the room, filled with the sound of your muffled cries and Tom’s grunts, skin against skin against more skin.

You all of a sudden feel Laura bend down and then her plump lips wrapping around your clit, sucking as Tom’s movement faltered again.

“Jesus fucking christ,” Tom groans.

You were close to falling apart, both of their names spilling from your lips like a chant, muffled against Laura’s clit.

“You wanna come? Go ahead, come for us like a good girl,” Tom says, feeling you clench around him. And you did, at his permission and the way Laura’s teeth grazed against your clit you were clutching her thighs as you came. She pops off of your clit, licking a gentle stripe up before moving off your face.

Tom looks down at you, and he grunts, feeling how close he was, his cock twitching. You were fucked, Laura’s orgasm all over your face, your lips, once covered in pretty red lipstick, now smudged. Your eyes were watery and there was a single tear sliding down your cheek.

But fuck, Tom thought, you were fucking gorgeous.

“Are you on the pill?” Tom asks, biting his lip as you clenched around him and moaned at his question, or the thought of him coming inside of you.

“Yeah, oh fuck are you going to come in me?” Your lips tremble and Laura cups your cheek, rubbing your skin slightly.

“I don’t know, you been a good girl for us? You a good girl for Laura and I?”

“Please, Tom, please fuck, need it, need you to come in me, please, Laura, let him come in me,” you whine, squeezing your eyes shut as Tom’s hips still.

“I think you’ve been plenty good,” Tom smiles, leaning down to kiss you while he comes. He fills you so fucking well, and he doesn’t even pull out of you, holding himself as he softens, your come mixing with his as it starts to drip out of you.

He pulls out slowly, kissing down your body. Your entire body is basically vibrating as Tom and Laura push your thighs apart and watch Tom’s come dripping out of you. You clench every so often, trying to keep it inside of you, trying to not let it drip onto the sheets.

You hardly focus on much of anything as they both help you clean up. Laura gently cleans you with a warm washcloth, Tom picks you up and settles you in the bath with Laura while he changes the sheets. You sleepily rest your head on her shoulder, tracing her other collarbone with your fingers as she hums softly.

“You’re really pretty,” you giggle as she ducks her head down and kisses along your neck.

“You looked really fucking pretty tonight too, the second I saw you I knew I had to have you.”

“Mhm glad you decided to let me join you two.”

You fall asleep between Tom and Laura. They both kiss you a little possessively as you leave, like each of them are competing for your attention. If you didn’t have a plane to catch soon you would’ve jumped right back in bed with them.

It wasn’t until your friends dragged you to see the Spiderman: Homecoming movie that your jaw fucking dropped when the two people who you had a threesome with not even a month and a half ago showed up on the screen in front of you.

***

Tagging threesome taglist people (send an ask if you want to be added to this taglist): @farfromhaz @blackdaisya

[tommyhoelland2013]

Every time I see a new picture of Tom, I kinda just...

[mrs-hollandstan]

Oh. My. God.

Do Not Disturb // th x fem!reader x lh

Summary: Tom and Laura are looking for a third for the night. You just happen to be into that. Based on the song Do Not Disturb by Halestorm. Inspired by an ask sent in by @screamsbytom

Word Count: 2.8k

Warnings: smut, f/m/f threesome, spanking, oral (fem receiving), unprotected sex (use a condom folx), apologies if the cut doesn’t work I’m posting on mobile since I won’t be home for like five to six hours. Unedited because my brain is mush.

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Tom’s had his eyes on you since you walked into the club. You were wearing an impossibly tight black dress that left absolutely nothing to his imagination, he still wanted to tear it off. He sat at the bar sipping his rum and coke, watching as you weave your way through the crowd of people to stand right next to him at the bar. You order a whiskey, neat, and take it all in one sip, winking at him when you do. He keeps his composure however, following you onto the dance floor.

“Name’s Tom,” he greets you as his hands find your hips and yours find his neck.

“Y/N,” you smile back. Your lips have a beautiful red shade of lipstick, that Tom wants to absolutely ruin.

“Want to dance?” Tom begins to move along with you as you gently sway to the music. Your hips are pressed against his and he’s positive that he can’t feel any panties under the fabric of your dress. It only makes him harder in his tight black jeans, which he knows you notice. He knows because you turned in his arms, swaying your hips and rocking your ass back against him.

“I really love the accent,” you say, hand covering his own on your hip and lightly gliding it up and rest on your ribcage, just under where your dress pushed your breasts up and practically out of the dress.

“Thanks I picked it out myself,” Tom jokes, watching Laura sip her drink and nods at him.

“You know, I’d totally hate to pass up the opportunity to get with a hot British guy before I fly back home tomorrow.”

Tom grins, gently gliding his hand up to brush your hair back from your neck, gliding his mouth up the hot and sweaty skin of your neck to nibble at your earlobe.

“You want me to ruin that pretty red lipstick darling?”

“Fuck,” you groan as your hips lose their rhythm against Tom’s pelvis.

Laura stands up, brushing down the red skirt of her dress and sauntering up to Tom and you.

“Hey babe,” she grins.

You freeze, immediately pulling away from him.

“I’m so sorry I had no idea and he never said-,”

“You’re beautiful sweetheart,” Laura smiles, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. Tom watches you practically melt into her touch, leaning your cheek against the palm of her hand.

“Are you, you two together?” You ask and Tom moves to rest his hands back on your hips.

“We like to say we just take care of each other’s needs,” Laura smiles, winking at Tom before looking back at you. She was wearing ridiculously tall high heels, so she was practically towering over the both of you.

“And you-,” you start.

“Want to take care of your needs tonight love,” Tom brings his lips to your neck, right below your ear and gently sucks at the skin.

“Please,” you whine as Tom marks you.

“I’ll go settle the tab, Laura why don’t you show y/n to our room?” Tom asks, letting go of your hips.

“Sounds good,” Laura smiles, taking your hand in hers.

“Don’t start without me,” Tom says, it’s a lighthearted warning of sorts. He watches as Laura guides you through the crowd, out towards the main hotel, he’s mesmerized by both of your asses until you disappear from his sight.

***

The moment you’re alone in the elevator with Laura, she’s kissing you. Thank god for close to nonbudagble red lipstick. She was wearing a pink gloss and she tasted like cotton candy. Her hands were softer than Tom’s and her nails bite at your hips but you don’t mind. Her tongue gently traces the inside of your mouth until the elevator dinged. She’s dragging you down the hallway, swiping her keycard at her room. You’re shocked by how huge it is, a king bed with a canopy, sheets that look so soft you could get lost in them. Instead she shuts the door and pulls you into her, kissing down your neck.

“Shouldn’t we wait for Tom?” You ask as she starts to walk you back towards the bed.

“You want to be a good girl huh? Don’t want to start until Tom gets here like he asked?” Laura grins, cupping your face and watching the way you lean into her touch.

You can’t help but whimper as her thumb brushes along your lower lip. It gives her the chance to push her thumb into your mouth and she watches in adoration as your eyes slip shut and you begin to lick and suck it.

Tom walks in on the both of you in this moment. He groans when he watches you being so willfully submissive for Laura.

“Thought I told you to wait for me,” Tom grins, watching you jump back from Laura and turn from him.

“I’m sorry,” you whisper, looking down at the floor between you and Tom.

“Hey, it’s okay,” Tom smiles, cupping your chin and kissing you.

He brings your hips to his, showing you how hard he is. You wrap your hands around his neck, kissing him back, your mouth opening easily to let him in. He knows he’s going to have to take a step back eventually and ask you what you want from tonight. What you want from him and Laura. So he slips a hand up your side, resting it on your neck and pulling you back for a moment, gently running his fingers along the flushed skin of your neck.

“What do you want love?” He asks, his other hand hiking up your dress and running along the bare skin of your thigh.

“Want you, and Laura, want both of you.”

“You can have us,” Tom nods and a grin spreads across your face.

“But I think I need to punish you first, for starting without me? You’d like that wouldn’t you? You want me to turn you into a good girl for me?”

“Please,” you whimper as he moves his hand up to your hair, pulling your head back slightly to give him access to your neck.

“Gonna undress you now love,” Tom grins, nodding towards Laura, who stands behind you, unzipping your dress as Tom begins to mark your neck. You’re basically putty in their hands, Tom notes. Whimpering and writhing as Laura tugs the straps of your dress down and Tom captures your lips in his own. You weren’t wearing a bra or underwear, much to both Tom and Laura’s delight.

“Fuck, you look so pretty, go ahead and step out of the dress,” Laura directs, her hand leaving a quick smack on your ass. You cry out and tighten your hands on Tom’s shoulders as you do.

“You liked that didn’t you? Guess this might be more of a treat than a punishment,” Tom muses as he picks you up, bringing you over to the bed as Laura follows. He sets you down on the edge and stands up facing Laura. You sit patiently while they kiss, watching as Tom has to practically stand on his tip toes to reach her. She basically owns the kiss, her hand wrapping in his hair and tugging as his own go to grab her ass. They get lost in each other and you don’t mind. Finally when they’re both breathless they pull back to look at you.

“So pretty waiting for us, why don’t you get on your hands and knees like a good girl while we get undressed?” Laura asks, both of them laughing lightly as you scramble to do as you’re told.

“Good girl,” Tom grins as you whimper. He gets to work tugging at Laura’s zipper before she slaps his hand away.

“This is expensive,” she scolds him before pulling it down herself. She easily steps out of it as Tom strips off his shirt and begins to toe off his shoes. He practically drools as Laura takes off her heels and joins you in bed, body wrapped up in a pretty lace red piece.

She kneels by your head, cupping your chin so you look up at her. God she was gorgeous, nipples straining against the lace, a small wet spot in the front of her thong. You wanted to taste her, to get a piece of her, but you waited until she gave you some direction. You feel Tom settle behind you, his hands running over the backs of your thighs to cup your ass.

Tom spreads your ass for him, watching as you move your hips up higher and your thighs part. He watches as you clench around nothing, your cunt already slick.

You whimper as Laura slowly pulls her thong down and swipes her fingers through her folds, bringing them up to your lips.

“Go ahead, have a taste,” she smiles as your lips drop open wide.

She shoves two fingers in your mouth as Tom begins to spank you. Your moans are muffled around Laura’s fingers as Tom continues to spank you, asking you questions you couldn’t answer.

“Taking your punishment so well pretty girl, how many more spanks do you want?” Tom asked as he continues to spank you, gently rubbing your ass ever so often.

You mumble around Laura’s fingers, trying to respond, trying to be a good girl.

Then Tom delivers the hardest spank of the night, the one he plans to be the last. It lurched you forward, Laura’s fingers shoved down your throat. You gag and whine as she holds them there for a moment as Tom runs a finger through your folds, now close to dripping wet as you rocked against the both of them.

“So fucking wet just from getting spanked and taking Laura’s fingers?” Tom asks as Laura pulls her fingers out of your mouth, running them along your wet and pouted lips, smearing your spit and lipstick down your chin.

“God I need to feel that tongue inside me,” she grins and Tom helps her flip you over, your ass stinging against the bedspread as she straddled your face, facing Tom.

You moaned against her slick folds, eagerly sucking on her clit as your hands found her hips. They didn’t grip them, just pulled her down until she was basically suffocating you. You totally wouldn’t mind drowning in her pussy.

Tom settled between your thighs, watching as Laura pinched your nipples, gliding her fingers up and down your chest.

Tom licked through your folds, lapping at your clit, trying to get you to come before you made Laura come, although he totally wasn’t trying to make it a competition. Laura made sure you paid attention to her though, every single time your attention would trail away she would lightly slap your breast, your nipples rock hard and you’d tremble under her, moving to suck on her clit or fuck her with your tongue. Tom kept you right on the edge however, stretching you open with three fingers as you moaned, sending vibrations through Laura’s body.

“Be a good girl and come all over my fingers,” Tom says, watching as your hips raise and he gently rubs your g-spot, sucking on your clit again as you come.

You push Laura over the edge as you grip her hips, her head thrown back, dark brown hair tumbling over her shoulders. Tom sat back and watched as she rode your face, you enthusiastically let her finish her orgasm.

Laura pulls off of you, sitting next to you as Tom kisses up your body, kissing you, licking the remains of Laura’s orgasm from your lips and face. Your lipstick is an absolute mess, hardly any is on your lips anymore. So much for waterproof lipstick. You whimper as you wrap your arms around Tom’s neck, his cock gliding through your slick folds.

“You want me to fuck you baby girl?” Tom asks and Laura strokes your hair.

“Please, oh god, please fuck me, please need your cock,” you beg, pouting as Tom teases you, gently pushing in for a moment before running it up to your clit. Laura begins to kiss along your face while Tom pushes into you. You whine as Laura presses a sweet kiss to you cheek, looking down to watch Tom fuck into you.

“So fucking tight for me, take my cock so well pretty girl,” Tom grunts, one hand holding himself up, the other tight on your hip, most likely leaving bruises.

You groan as Laura shoves two fingers into your mouth, telling you to get them nice and wet. You moan and cry out around them, watching as Tom runs his hand up to twist and pinch your nipples.

Laura pulls her fingers out of your mouth and you and Tom both watch in awe as she runs them through her folds and begins to fuck herself on her fingers, her lips dropped open and her dark eyes watching the way Tom fucks you.

“Laura, please, fuck, please sit on my face again,” you whimper, moving one hand up to grip her thigh.

“Anything baby girl,” Laura smiles down at you, pulling her fingers out of herself and straddling your face again. She faced Tom and as you pulled her dripping pussy to your face she cupped the back of Tom’s neck and kissed him, tugging his hair. You felt his hips falter for a moment when you did, your tongue moving to fuck into Laura faster.

She moaned, her hips rocking as you continued your movements, trying to make her come. Tom picked up his pace again, his cock practically hitting your cervix with each thrust, making you moan against Laura.

That made her pinch your nipple and play with your breasts, your hips moving to meet Tom’s.

Your tongue moved to lap at Laura’s clit, feeling her thighs tightened around your head. You hear her pull back from Tom, and then she’s coming, her moans echoing around the room, filled with the sound of your muffled cries and Tom’s grunts, skin against skin against more skin.

You all of a sudden feel Laura bend down and then her plump lips wrapping around your clit, sucking as Tom’s movement faltered again.

“Jesus fucking christ,” Tom groans.

You were close to falling apart, both of their names spilling from your lips like a chant, muffled against Laura’s clit.

“You wanna come? Go ahead, come for us like a good girl,” Tom says, feeling you clench around him. And you did, at his permission and the way Laura’s teeth grazed against your clit you were clutching her thighs as you came. She pops off of your clit, licking a gentle stripe up before moving off your face.

Tom looks down at you, and he grunts, feeling how close he was, his cock twitching. You were fucked, Laura’s orgasm all over your face, your lips, once covered in pretty red lipstick, now smudged. Your eyes were watery and there was a single tear sliding down your cheek.

But fuck, Tom thought, you were fucking gorgeous.

“Are you on the pill?” Tom asks, biting his lip as you clenched around him and moaned at his question, or the thought of him coming inside of you.

“Yeah, oh fuck are you going to come in me?” Your lips tremble and Laura cups your cheek, rubbing your skin slightly.

“I don’t know, you been a good girl for us? You a good girl for Laura and I?”

“Please, Tom, please fuck, need it, need you to come in me, please, Laura, let him come in me,” you whine, squeezing your eyes shut as Tom’s hips still.

“I think you’ve been plenty good,” Tom smiles, leaning down to kiss you while he comes. He fills you so fucking well, and he doesn’t even pull out of you, holding himself as he softens, your come mixing with his as it starts to drip out of you.

He pulls out slowly, kissing down your body. Your entire body is basically vibrating as Tom and Laura push your thighs apart and watch Tom’s come dripping out of you. You clench every so often, trying to keep it inside of you, trying to not let it drip onto the sheets.

You hardly focus on much of anything as they both help you clean up. Laura gently cleans you with a warm washcloth, Tom picks you up and settles you in the bath with Laura while he changes the sheets. You sleepily rest your head on her shoulder, tracing her other collarbone with your fingers as she hums softly.

“You’re really pretty,” you giggle as she ducks her head down and kisses along your neck.

“You looked really fucking pretty tonight too, the second I saw you I knew I had to have you.”

“Mhm glad you decided to let me join you two.”

You fall asleep between Tom and Laura. They both kiss you a little possessively as you leave, like each of them are competing for your attention. If you didn’t have a plane to catch soon you would’ve jumped right back in bed with them.

It wasn’t until your friends dragged you to see the Spiderman: Homecoming movie that your jaw fucking dropped when the two people who you had a threesome with not even a month and a half ago showed up on the screen in front of you.

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