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malavera · 2 years ago

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Dad's Best Friend, pt. iv — Tom Cruise

↳ Tom Cruise is your Dad's Best friend. Your dad is a businessman in Hollywood, and he happens to be friends with your teenage year crush. You're legal now, what happens when you can finally live out your desires?

summary: Tom invites you to dinner with the intentions to catch up with you, but is that really all?

pairings: dbf!Tomcruise x female!reader

warnings: mature content, smut, oral m/receiving, unprotected sex, choking, spanking, creampie, praisekink, age gaps, the use of a word 'princess', daddykink. KEEP IN MIND THAT THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

w.c: 3608

tagging: @helloitstsyu @tomsf18 @moondustfairies @deanscroissant @elenavampire21 @gypsymoon548 @call-sign-shark @katherineswritingsblog @love2write2626

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Shifting the gear to park before you turn off the ignition, you just had to release the loudest sigh ever. The palm of your hands collided to your face, rubbing off the tiredness and the excess oil from your skin. Your eyebrows scrunched together as you gave yourself a mental time out, What the hell did you do back there? You couldn't help but cringe when your brain takes you back to the actions that you just pulled.

"I just sucked my Dad's Best Friend's cock." You muttered to yourself.

Unconsciously biting your bottom lip, your eyes darted to the clock displayed in the monitor of your Benz that showed 6 PM. But, you're not done. You brought yourself back to think about the event that happened hours ago, Do you like it? From the way the corner of your lips tugged back into a small smile, your fingertips grazes across your lips, your tongue slightly poking out touching the flesh of your fingers, the memory suddenly flashes back to remind you of how empowered you felt back then when you were on your knees devouring his cock. You swallowed every bit like it's the last meal on earth.

You chuckled to yourself as you have decided, that you liked it and you would do it again in any given chance. Shaking out of your thoughts, you bring yourself back to reality as you hurried out of your car to get inside your house. You don't have much time where in fact it almost slipped out of your mind, Tom has invited you for a dinner alone with him. Just the two of you, no one else.

“I’d like to take you out to Dinner, tonight.”

He appeared from behind, dragging his fingertips against your delicate skin from your shoulder blades to the nape of your neck—ghosting a kiss. You smiled and chuckled watching him from the mirror, “I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Turning your whole body towards him, as he wrapped his arms around your waist instantly.

“M’yeah? Why not?” He tipped his chin up, a sly smile on his face. Cheeks slowly turned rosey, your lips quiver slightly attempting to suppress a big smile that’s dying to be expressed.

“Because, people might photograph you dining with your best friend’s daughter—without the best friend. Wouldn’t it be weird?”

“If that’s what you’re worried about, then I’ll cook.” Tom insisted with a shrug, you catch your tongue in between your teeth giving yourself a second to consider his proposition. He did said he wanted to spend more time with you right? Besides, you would never know when you could have another day off without worrying about your work.

You accepted his invitation. A kiss was left on your cheek before he left you alone inside the room, and as you drove back home and had a brief moment giving yourself time to think—that’s when you realize that you really are doing this, with him. He’s not a dream anymore, he’s real.

The weather became windy once you set your foot out against the pavements. Pushing yourself out from your car, you realize you hadn’t picked out what you wanted to wear for tonight. Sighing, fumbling with your keys you stopped yourself once you caught a glimpse of a big black box with a silver ribbon wrapped around it so beautifully. A note was attached to it as you bend down,

Wear this for tonight, I'll pick you up at 8.

I can't wait to see you, darling.

— T

A smile creeped on your face that you barely realize, pulling your attention away from the piece of paper before collecting the box. Sighing once you plop it down on your bed cushions, you unwrap the box to reveal a black dress. Grabbing them by the strings as you lift them up, it’s a simple black dress with a fabric that feels so soft. The dress is backless, and the body of the dress is ruffled on each sides—it’s the ones that would follow the shape of your body. You bring them against your chest, facing your full length mirror to find out it ends on your mid thighs.

Laughing to yourself as you thought, very cheeky of him. You realize you won’t get much time to get ready when you give another glance towards the clock on the wall. Throwing the dress away to your bed, you hurried off towards your bathroom to turn on the shower and let the water stream for a while to get it hot. Hands went to gather your hair as you put them into a ponytail and start cleaning your face with a cotton pad soaked in micellar water. Taking your sweet time, you realize you’ve been neglecting something that should’ve been thought of.

Why is he on board with this?

Why is he welcoming this whole thing as if he’s got nothing to worry about? As if his life is not on the line? Hypothetically, his life is not on the line—you’re a grown woman. Though, you are aware that if this thing gets out to the world, everyone might find it weird because the man technically was like a second father to you. Everybody, knows your Dad. He’s a successful producer in Hollywood, he’s good friends with everyone in the business. Not to mention, you are also quite famous yourself with your Beauty brand being successful across the United States, there’s no way escaping this. If you’re really going to do this with him, discreet is not even the word anymore, but you and Tom really have to restrain yourselves from each other.

Running your hands down to your sides feeling the soft velvet fabric of the dress, smiling to yourself as you thought damn, not only I looked good in this dress but the man knows a great one. The final touch was to choose a color for your lips. You eventually decided to go with a red one, and just on time, your doorbell rung. Your heart skipped a beat as you shut the cap to your Chanel Lipstick and grabbing your purse. Giving yourself one final look in the mirror, fixing your hair a little bit.

When the door swung open, the sight of you in the black dress that he personally handpicked, took his breath away. He took a good minute to admire your appearance tonight—your Make-Up’s done in a bold yet subtle look, your layered long hair sits perfectly on your toned shoulder, and of course he noticed the red lipstick that he’s never seen you wearing one. His eyes stares at your lips, unconsciously his tongue poking out swiping against his bottom lip. All of a sudden he forgot what he was here for, he yearns to have that red lips wrapped around his thick cock and watch your eyes bloodshot with tears as you gag on them.

A small chuckle he lets go of to break away the tension. “You look beautiful.” He complimented.

Your cheeks tinted slightly rosey, a blush had crept in from the compliment. “Your choice.”

“Yes, my choice indeed.” And he meant it as a compliment.

“Shall we?”

The ride towards his house wasn’t what you expected. You’d expect it will fill with awkward tension, but in all honesty, it’s just you. You thought it was going to be embarrassing considering that you just sucked his cock literally a couple of hours ago, of course nobody would expect anyone to be well this—his left hand on the steering wheel the other is on your thigh. His thumb rubbing circles while he listens to an 80’s pop song on the radio.

He was being fun.

And he proved to be right, he did cooked. Once you got inside, you were greeted by a very beautifully decorated table. “It’s not much but I remember how you used to love my Spaghetti.” He stated, lifting the lid from the medium-sized bowl to reveal his famous Spaghetti Meatballs that he used to make for when he joins your family night.

You turn to him with a bright smile on your face, as you kiss him on the cheek. “I never stopped loving your Spaghetti, in fact I asked my assistant not long ago to look up how would you cook ‘em. Because, I was craving one.” You gushed. This time, a bright smile displayed on his face.

"Well come on, dig in." He helped you pull your chair before you settle down and wait for him to serve you your plate.

"So," He started as he poured you a glass of wine. "How was school?" Your shoulders slumped as you looked at him with a really? you're joking right? kind of face as he laughs before he goes towards his seat.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He put his hands up mocking a surrender, before sitting down on his seat.

"Have a bite." He gestured.

Twirling the pasta on your fork, you lift it right in front of your mouth as you watch him, waiting for some kind of response. He nodded his head for you to proceed. Your mouth went agape as you feast on your meal. Your heart flutters in your chest once you tasted the perfectly cooked pasta. A content sigh with your eyes closed, your head slightly tilted back while munching on the food. That familiar warm feeling creeps into your body once you digest the meal down in your stomach. It feels like home to you, and you don't know whether you should be happy, sad, or scared.

Tom smiled, receiving your reaction. "I still got it then." He muttered to himself.

The dinner was filled with small talks, Tom did try to create a conversation but watching you feast on your meal is more to what he imagined the whole dinner would be. "You did have food all this time you're living alone all by yourself, right Y/N?" He cracked a joke as you laughs and cover your mouth.

"I'm sorry, it's just- It taste so good I almost forgot how it taste like." You explained yourself, grabbing your glass of wine.

"How's everything after the release of Top Gun? Are you still living the moment, or you're ready to wrap it up and focus on your next big movie project?" You opened up a topic.

"I do still live in the moment of it as well as working on my next Mission Impossible." Tom answered with a smile. "But, I don't wanna talk about work." He stated.

"I wanna talk about you."

You halted your movements that were about to grab another bite, your eyes peered up to meet his as you decided not to have another bite. Reaching for a napkin from your lap, you gently dab your lips with it.

A smile slowly formed on your face, "What do you want to talk about?" You challenged, grabbing your wine.

"I wanna know what we did back there, is not the last time that I could feel you." Tom didn't waste no time as he points out his desire.

Your breath gently exhaled from your parted lips, your eyes never leaving his as you place your napkin that were on your lap on to the table. You stood up, the foot of the chair dragged against the floor. Hand holding your glass as you walk towards him, your lips meeting the tip of your glass before you take a small gulp, only to leave the room and make your way towards his living room. Tom had expected that you were making your way to sit on his lap, but he was wrong. He softly chuckled to himself before wiping his mouth with the napkin and grab his glass.

He leaned against the wall, watching you browse through his bookshelf. Your delicate fingertips drag across all kinds of books. Turning away from the bookshelf to find him with his eyes already set on your frame. You stared back at him while sipping on your wine while sitting down on his leather couch.

"Why do you ask?"

Tom's lips parted, a small smirk on his face. "Well, maybe because I liked it." He pushed himself off from leaning against the wall, making his way to sit beside you.

"Yeah? What do you like about it?" You inched closer to him.

"I liked how we both know, that there's something more to it. Something more than that. Something that I know, that you're gonna be the death of me." Tom softly spoke, as he placed his glass on the coffee table before caressing your knee.

"Please do, enlighten me." You urged.

A mischievous smirk now appeared on his face, "Your mouth on my cock, nearly gotten me a cardiac arrest. But, your pussy.." He trailed, his fingertips dragged from your knee up to your thighs. "Your pussy would send me straight to meet my creators."

Your lips quirked before you place your glass down. "Well," You started, adjusting your dress to your hips as Tom watch you straddle his lap. His hands instantly went flying to your hips.

"I hope you've done enough prayers for your sins, Sir."

"I'm about to create more, Princess."

Without wasting any time, you felt his hands snaked around your neck to reach your nape, closing the gap by connecting his soft lips against yours. You've experienced an unfamiliar feeling through your whole body, your brain, you like the way his lips feel against yours. You like the way he's very skillful with his tongue, swiping against your bottom lip asking for entrance which you granted. Your hips started to move on its own, feeling his growing tent underneath your panties. Tom broke the kiss to switch from your lips to your neck, tilting your head back to give him more access, your hips never stop grinding on his lap.

"Tell me, Princess, do you want this?" Tom muttered against your warm flesh before pulling his face away from your neck, one hand reach for your throat as you throw your head back with a moan. Tom looked down and watch the way you move your hips, his lips pursed suppressing a grunt as he feel could feel his cock getting fully erect where he needs to free 'em.

"Mmh.." You hummed, Tom pulled you closer.

"Is this just like one of your dreams?" Tom whispered, a smirk on his face.

"I bet you always dream about me, yeah?" He added.

"Answer me, pretty girl. Do you really wanna do this, huh?" As he added more pressure around your throat, you snapped your eyes open choking out a gasp as you tried to nod vigorously.

"I need words, Princess."

"Yes.. Yes, Daddy. I want this. I want you." You mewled, fully melted in his arms.

"Well, have at it then. Show, Daddy how much you want him." Tom released his grip on your throat, adjusting himself as he unbuttoned his blue blazer. You halted your movements as you watch him undoing his belt and leave it there for you to proceed. Your brain didn't have the time to consider whether this is a good thing or a bad one, all you could think about is how does his cock feel inside your tight cunt.

Hurrying yourself off from his lap, you stand on your knees to undo his pants. Pulling them off to pool on his feet along with his boxers letting his cock sprung free, standing in full pride. You lick your lips as your minds yearns to feel him. But, being a good girl you are, you still stand on your knees. Your hands went to reach for his cock, giving him a pump, before you decided to put him in your mouth.

Tom sighed in relief, his hands on top of your head, caressing your soft hair. "Thaat's it... That's a good girl." He praised, your thighs clenched against each other as you could feel yourself wrecking your own panties.

You made sure to suck his cock sloppy, you learned how he likes it dirty. You spit and played with his balls, giving him a good blow before you decided to stop and to give your pussy a turn. You let him out with a pop, gasping for air, wiping the mess from your saliva on your chin. You straddled him back and grab his hand, aiming it towards your soaked panties.

"You feel how wet I am, Daddy?" Tom groaned once he felt how wet you are with his fingertips as they instantly rubs your soaked pussy.

"Can my pussy suck your cock, Daddy?"

Tom rolled his eyes back and throwing his head, "Yes, Princess. Give it to me."

No need to add more lubrication as your pussy is already soaking wet, he helped you ripped your panties off, pulling it away from your hips before tossing it somewhere in the room. You watched how his eyes darkened, you could feel his breathing erratically, anticipating your next move. You hunched your dress up to your hips as you aim his throbbing cock against your entrance before you sink down to his cock.

Gasping, your hands on his shoulders to support yourself. Tom received your whole reaction, it is something that he wished he had a camera with him just so he could rewind it all over again. You feel so good, your pussy welcoming his pulsating cock engulfed with tightness. Tom had to grip your hips to stop himself not to take matters into his own hands as he wants you to hold the reigns.

Your lips tremble as you take your time adjusting to the size of his cock, he's not long, but he is so thick. But, that's just how you like it. "Princess, can you please move?" Tom grumbled underneath his breath.

You bit your lips and nod your head, your knees digging against the couch to support you as you slowly went up and down on his shaft. You moan as euphoria has entered your whole body. You liked how his cock hits the right spot, a rapacious feeling suddenly appeared inside your body. You wanted more, your pussy wants more. Your pace fastened, his grip hardened. Tom's mouth went agape, watching you bounce up and down on his cock, moaning. His hands went to reach your top to release your tits, a hand went to your toned back, gently pushing your chest closer to his mouth as he wants to capture one of your nipples.

His eyes screwed shut, feeling the way you fuck yourself to his cock. His lips sucking on your nipples, tongue swaying and dancing to give a tingling friction down through your whole body.

"Ah! Daddy.. Daddy.. Daddy!" You chanted.

Tom gave your nipple a slight graze with his teeth, "Yeah, baby? You like calling me Daddy, huh? Keep going, Princess. I am your Daddy." Tom hissed, one of his hands went to spank your ass. You whimpered, receiving his dirty talks.

"Look at you, such a good girl for me. Your pussy feels so good around me, baby." Tom coaxed you even more.

"Thaat's itt... Just like that baby. Come on, faster. Make a mess on my cock. I know you want to, I know you've been dreaming about this." You gasped, your hips snapped faster grinding then bouncing on his cock like your whole life depends on it. Your main focus is to make yourself cum, you wanna feel yourself make a mess all over his cock.

"Ngh! Daddy... I'm close." You yelped, gripping his shoulders hard.

"I know, Baby. Come on, be a good girl, and cum on my cock." Tom panted, watching the way your face scrunched reaching your orgasm.

"Daddy, Daddy, I'm coming!" You moan loudly, as your ground your hips down on his cock, feeling yourself orgasmed. Thighs shaking, body trembling. Tom groaned as he could feel your spilled release on his cock.

"Daddy's turn now baby." He whispered against your lips before he helps you adjust by having you lean forward against his chest. You hugged his shoulders and gasped once you feel him drilled his throbbing cock in your pussy.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" You cursed, gripping his hair.

Tom moaned to the feeling, from the way you grip his hair almost pulling them out from the roots, your pussy warm and tight as ever milking his cock.

"Taking this cock like a good girl." He panted in your ear as you moaned.

"Yeah that's right, pussy made for me. Only my cock could get to cum in this fucking tight cunt." His dirty talk is to boost his ego, and being a good girl that you are, you give it to him.

"Mmhm.. Daddy. Only for you," You gasped in his ear. You rolled out your tongue to glaze it against his skin. "Pussy made for your cock. Your big, fat, cock." You whimpered.

"Urgh! Fuck, I'm coming baby." He grunted, his hips snapping upwards.

"Come in me, Daddy. I want your cum inside me." You mewled.

Tom moaned, gripping your hair before he stilled his hips to shoot his release. He gave one and two last thrust to ride out his orgasm, milking out his cum.

"Oh, fuck." He cursed.

You gasped as you can feel his cum leaking out of your pussy down to your thighs. Pulling yourself away from him to look down in between you both, you giggled at the mess you both made. Tom breathlessly chuckled, as he caress your cheeks.

"Is this what you dreamed of, baby?"

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