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7 Minutes With Tom Cruise

Tom Cruise X Miles Teller

Tom Cruise And Miles Teller Get A Bit Closer Than They Ever Have

Written By fizzycruise on wattpad

WARNINGS, CONTAINS THE FOLLOWING: NSFW

The night was still relatively young, the sound of music boomed through the full house of celebrity guests, crowded and tight, it looked pretty uncomfortable but it also looked like a good time nonetheless, the banter was lively and so was the food, what else could you want at a party?

Tom was squeezing through, passing multiple friends and past co-stars along the way, he manages to squeeze himself into the kitchen.. which to his surprise only a few people seemed to be, Val Kilmer, Miles Teller, Glen Powell, Monica Barbaro, Jennifer Connelly and a few of the other actors that joined him on Top Gun: Maverick, this was basically their celebration party after all.

"Hey, Tom." Miles nudged his shoulder, giving him a stache filled smile. "Still have the moustache, Miles?" "My wife wants me to shave it off, but I kind of like it." "It suits you." Tom is happy to have found the small group, it was much more calm and collected than the rest of the house, but that immediately seemed to change as soon as Glen made a suggestion.

"Anyone up for spin the bottle? I just finished this beer." He beams, giving it the bottle a little shake for flare, he looks at his co-stars for approval, most of them shrug or nod.. Val laughed and waved it off, Tom just quietly plays a long, not really sure of what to say since he was much older than the others and it kind of made him feel outcasted in a sense.

"I'm in if Mr. Cruise is!" Miles says enthusiastically, looking at the short ravenette for an answer, how could he say no to that tall, beautiful man? "I don't see why not." Tom states. The group smiles and move theirselves upstairs to an empty bedroom, the few actors all sit themselves on the floor in a circle that consisted of Tom, Miles, Glen, Monica, Jennifer and two other co-stars.

"We've all played spin the bottle, we all know how it works." Glen speaks, placing the bottle down in the middle of the group, Miles and Tom were seated directly across from each other, exchanging a soft glance before directing their attention back to Glen, who seemed to be incredibly caught up in this whole thing.

"And go!" The bottle spins beneath Glen's fingertips, watching it spin, spin, spin and spin until finally it stops on Monica.. they both look at each other knowingly and don't waste time, they both lean in.. and give each other a fist bump, laughing off the tension as the group was almost sure they would actually kiss.

"Alright, alright.. from here on out we play seriously." Glen laughs, glancing around at his co-stars. "I'm not a pussy." Monica grins, spinning the bottle, after a few moments it lands on Miles, who seems to be nervously fiddling with his fingers, the group all ooo for dramatic effect, Tom is finally starting to invest himself in the game and lighten up.. while Miles seems to be freaking out a little.

"Take a Shot, Miles." She winks, without hesitation.. Miles complies and grabs his bottle of beer, shotting down the remains of it in seconds before wiping off the residue from his stache. "Not bad.. spin the bottle, Miles." Glen smirks, watching in anticipation as Miles let's out a soft sigh, spinning the bottle and watching it go around.. until finally, it lands on the one person he didn't want it to land on.

"Shit." Miles accidentally slips a curse, the group looks at him slightly curious but he clears his throat and thinks of a worthy action so he can quickly get past this. "You know what?" Glen suddenly exclaims, standing up from the circle. "Who votes that Tom and Miles should do 7 minutes in heaven, the group exchange laughs while Tom and Miles both look in surprise. "No, no.. there's no need for—" "I vote." Monica beams and soon following with a raise of hands are Jennifer and the other two co-stars, Tom laughs and so does Miles, they both look at each other and attempt shrugging off the awkward tension.

Before they can say anything else they're both being hurried into the oddly small closet, the door closing and leaving them in a dark, hot void. Before they can say anything else another door closes, did they leave the room? Is it just Tom and Miles?

The two are both in a closet together, their chests basically touching and their warm breaths only centimetres away from each others faces. "Hey, Miles." "Hey, Tom." They both simultaneously speak, causing them both to fluster and laugh, Miles shuffles trying to adjust to the space but unintentionally manages to pin Tom against the wall, earning a small grunt.. Miles eyes widen as he quickly apologises. "I'm sorry I.. can't see and it's small in here." "It's okay, don't worry." Tom is undeniably shy right now.. the size difference is making his knees weak and he's already starting to heat up, he could feel Miles heartbeat, that's how much he could feel him.

Tom tries shuffling to give Miles room but both their crotches brush against one another, Miles in an attempt to make Tom stop moving gently grabs his shoulders and holds him still, pressing his body into his. "I have space, it's fine.." he murmurs. Tom was definitely blushing, even if you couldn't see it. "This game isn't strict, we can just leave." He states, but as he's about to open the door Miles is attempting to lean forward to halt him.. but instead the two both lock lips, both of them freezing in place.

Usually in this situation you would pull away right? Well.. that didn't happen, Tom found himself oddly enjoying it, his hands grabbing Miles hips and pulling him in closer, the taller making a quiet noise in result.. fuck he's cute, Miles.. who could of pulled away whenever he wanted, didn't. He kissed Tom back, one of his hands running through his dark locks.

What started as an accidental kiss started turning into a heated make out, they both started tugging each others shirts off, skin to skin as they continued messily kissing one another, their jeans both became tight, they had both produced hard ons from the consistent body friction, they found theirselves grinding against each other, moaning into each others mouths as they forgot about the real world and just focused on theirs.

"Off, off, off.." Tom growls, his hands fumbling with Miles belt, he slips it off and quickly unbuttons and unzips his jeans, pulling them down to his ankles so he's only left in his boxers, Miles returning the favour to Tom. They both grind into one another, the thin fabric of their boxers giving them more freeness of each other, it was driving them nuts, they both wanted one another.. so badly.

But before they could continue, the closet door suddenly opens. "Times up, lover bo—" Glen's eyes widen, the others gasping or covering their mouths at the unexpected sight. Tom and Miles are filled with embarrassment and shame, silence fills the room as they all awkwardly look at each other, trying to piece together the situation.

"My mistake, it's only been—.. 2 minutes— yeah.." Glen murmurs, closing the closet door, the group of actors leave the room once again, leaving Tom and Miles in the closet once again, the two are caught off guard, exchanging a nervous laugh together, they both exit the closet.. fixing up their clothes and clearing their throats.

"Maybe we could do this in private sometime." "Yeah, yeah that sounds.. good." Miles firmly agrees, they both look at each other before deciding to leave the room and head back downstairs to their friends, how do we explain this?