YALLLLL OMGGG

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

stoned sf on tumbkt weeejj

4 tickets to garfield movie please🍿🥤

the things i would let this man do to me

im so glad my parents approve of him

alllllllright who cropped me out

this is SO GOOD

can you pls pls pls write for hockey player!tom, we go to all of his games and he loses a game due to a foul and fucks us hard in the bathroom (like takes out his frustration on us) 🙏🙏 I LOVE UR WORK

TOM - SMUT

THX BB. I'm blushing right now.

Tom Kaulitz - Losing At One Thing, Winning Another

"GO TOM!" I shouted from the stands of the arena. He shot me a quick glance and then returned to playing his hockey game.

They were losing by a little but I hoped Tom could bring them back up. By the looks of his face he was determined and maybe a little angry.

Anytime he loses a game he’s mad and wants to destroy everything. Including me. There has been countless amount of times where he rushed me into our room after a game and broke my back.

I do it for him because I love him and I know he takes his games very seriously. This time seemed a little different though.

They were in their final round and by the looks of it they were very close to winning. They just needed to get one more goal and they win. If they didn’t then they lose. I just know deep down inside, Tom would not take this lightly.

The timer only had a minute left and Tom was guiding the puck to the goal. His face sweaty and focused as he wanted to score this final goal for his team.

Because if he did, they would win it all. He raced around the scarred ice as he fought off the opposite team. 30 seconds on the clock and he was just about to swing his stick to make it go inside the goal.

20 seconds, all he had to do was get that puck into the goal and they win.

10 seconds, he has the perfect position to score.

5 seconds, and he swings his stick and whacks the puck toward the goal. Staring at the puck praying that it will go into the net.

3 seconds, the puck moved more the the left sliding farther and farther away from the net. Tom huffing as he knew he wasn’t going to win.

With 1 second left, the puck misses the goal. Toms eyes widen as he slams his stick on the ice and takes off his headgear only for it to join the stick in the floor.

His furious, absolutely fuming as he just lost the game. Curse words flying out his mouth as he exits the ice.

His eyes searching for the only thing he needed, me.

He shoves everyone out of the way, stomping toward me and grabbing me by the wrist, tightly.

“Tom calm down, fuck-, you’re hurting me.” His grip only got tighter as he rushed me into the private bathrooms. Slamming the door shut as he kicks off his skates.

Once he got off his skates he presses his hand over my neck backing me up against the door staring intensely into my worried eyes. “Listen here, I’m going to fuck you hard and rough in here. If you’re not good or quiet for me, it’ll be worse for you. Got that?”

I nod my head fast as he smirks and turns me around, the side of my face against the cold door. I whine as he removes all of my clothes. Ripping off my shirt and roughly tugging my pants down along with my bra and panties.

When he’s done he started taking off his uniform. “God I’m going to fucking ruin you, and you’re going to take it like a good girl.” He mutters out.

Once he’s fully bare he holds my hips backing them up to touch his hard on. I whine as he smacks my ass hardly, sure to leave a red hand print.

“Be fucking quiet.” He says through gritted teeth as he slowly enters me. I know that this ‘slow’ thing won’t last for even a minute.

I hold in my breath as he enters me, bottoming out inside of me kissing the back of my neck as we stand, connected.

I lightly whine as he pulled out almost all the way and slams back into me. Starting his rough pace that he warned me about.

“Fuck.” I whimper as he pounds into me. My breathing picking up, making me let out shaky breaths.

“Don’t make a sound.” His voice harsh as he wants me to try my hardest to not make a noise until I physically can’t hold it in anymore.

My hands try to grip onto anything to contain my moans. They land on the back of his thighs, squeezing them to relieve the pressure. My muffled whines only turn him on more, motivating him to continue.

“Tom please.” I whimper quietly to not make him mad.

“What did I say?” He holds the back of my neck and gently holds it. Daring to hold it tighter if I say anything.

I don’t speak and he lets go. “Good girl.” Moving his hand back to rest on my hips.

He fucks me like a rabbit moving his other hand to press on my stomach. I squeal, covering my mouth with my hand to correct myself.

“Feel me deep inside your pussy?” He slides his fingers across the bump on my stomach. Feeling his fat dick inside of me, then pressing on it once more.

“Y-yeah.” I whine, tears threatening to spill from my eyes. The pleasure building up inside of me.

I clasp onto his thighs harder feeling my release approaching. “I-I’m” I got cut off by my own moan.

“Your gonna what baby?” He nibbles on my ear lobe, tickling me with his hot breath, placing kisses on my shoulder.

“Cum.” The only word that I would mutter out when he’s rutting into me.

“Your gonna cum? Do it.” He moved his hand to my clit. Toying with it before rubbing it.

I whine loudly as my knees buckle. Unable to hold on any longer before I collapse. I move my hands from the back of his thighs to the door. Scratching at it like a cat.

“T-Tom I’m- ngh, gonna cum!” I cry and sniffle as I feel my body shaking with pleasure when i let go.

“Good girl, shit-“ He continues to pound into me releasing his white cum into me.

“Oh god, oh.” I moan when he slows his thrusts. Still deep inside of me.

He turns us around, him still inside of me, to the mirror over the sink. He lifts up head by my hair forcing me to look into the mirror.

“You’re going to look at your face while I fuck you.”

“Bu-“ Before I could finish my sentence he smacks my ass and begins thrusting into me.

My head drops in pleasure closing my eyes and facing the empty sink. My hands grip onto the cold edge of the sink.

“Look at yourself.” He demands and grabs my hair in his fist and pulls it up. Making me look at my fucked out face. “This is how I make you feel. So Beautiful” he smiles and looks into my eyes through the mirror.

I moan as tears continue to fall down my face, looking at Tom’s eyes that are full of lust and love for me.

He holds my hair tighter grabbing my boob and playing with it. Pinching my nipples and kneading the flesh. Still keeping up his insane fast pace.

I swear I could see stars as I feel my second orgasm creep up again. “Such a pretty face.” Tom groans and loves his hand from my boobs to hold my hip. Moving his thumb over the sleek skin.

“Do you like how I make you feel?”

“Fuck yes.” I whine and my mouth molds into an ‘o’ shape. Feeling him hit that spot inside of me. I clench around him. Making it known that I’m close.

“God baby, gonna cum?” He looks at me with a pouty face, then quickly smirking as I hum in response.

He removed his hand from my knotted hair and takes hold of my neck. Bringing my body to be flush against his, slightly choking me.

“I- mmm.” I babble incoherent words and moans, my climax very close to releasing.

“Let it go, be a good girl and cum for me.” He says getting sloppy with his thrusts as he grows closer to the edge.

“Mhm Tom.” I whine and whimper releasing my cum to coat his dick. He also, releasing his seed, fucking it into me

“Good job baby, you were so good for me.” He stays inside of me, not moving, while he stroks my messy hair and back.

We stand there in front of the mirror panting with sweat covering our bodies, my legs twitching here and there, recovering from our orgasms.

He pulls out slowly, hissing as the cold air rushes to us. He turns me around. “Are you okay baby?” A hint a worry in his eye as he fears he went too hard.

My eyes drowsy with haze and tears. “I’m good Tom.” I crack a light smile reassuring him that I’m fine.

“Let’s get home and clean up okay.”

“How are we going to get out?” I ask, confused as I’m sure a lot of people heard us.

“We’ll figure it out.”

OMG PROLLY MY BEST WORKD YET. I LOVE THIS DETAILED WORK SO MUCH. I don’t know shit about hockey so if I got anything wrong I’m sorry. But I’m really proud of this.

JUST FOUNG OUT IM NOT GOING TO THEIR CONCERT. I’m fr crying rn. Not joking.

BYE BBYS<3