Tom Holland and Peter Parker one-shots 3.0

Degradation *SMUT* (Tom Holland)

"You put your pretty little mouth to good use tonight trying to get a drink from that man. I wonder if you were trying to use it to get something else from him too." He nodded as he pressed his thumb down onto my bottom lip to open my mouth slightly before slipping the digit into my mouth.

"No, sir-."

"See, I don't believe you, because you're a little fucking slut, and you don't care where you get sex from. See? You're so hungry for it even right now that you're sucking on my thumb like it's my dick. I guess that dirty little bitches like you can never get enough, huh." He smirked as I continued to suck on his thumb. I tried not to moan at his words, every utterance going straight to my core and making me so wet that I just wanted him to fuck me now. But I knew that it was still far too early into the night for him to give me what I wanted.

"Since you so clearly wanted to suck that asshole's dick, you can choke on mine instead. How's that for a compromise?" He cooed as he slipped his thumb out of my mouth and lowered his hands to his belt to start undoing it.

"Please, sir, I want to choke on your dick so badly, please." I begged.

"I know that you do, darling, because you're a dirty fucking slut." He nodded as he unzipped and buttoned his trousers. The fabric opened up to reveal his black boxers, the outline of his completely hard length visible through the material before he pulled them down. I came face to face with his rock-hard dick, the sight of him only making my pussy throb more as my body screamed to feel it inside of me.

"You going to choke on my dick like the good little whore that you are?" He cooed, making me gulp as he hooked his finger underneath my chin and forced me to look up at him.

"Yes, sir." I nodded before taking his dick into my hand. I immediately lowered my mouth onto him, making him suck in a breath as I wasted no time in taking as much of him as I possibly could into my mouth.

"Fuck, love. What a good girl, taking all of my dick immediately." He praised, a quiet moan slipping my lips against his dick as his hand raised and started to gently stroke my hair. Though I knew that once I really started sucking him off, he'd get a lot rougher very quickly. I started to bob my head up and down on him, his tip hitting the back of my throat as I took as much of him as I possibly could. My lips massaged the sides of his shaft, my tongue swirling around his tip and working him as much as I could as my hand massaged what little skin I couldn't fit into my mouth.

"Jesus Christ, darling. You're such a good slut, taking all of me in like that, fuck." He moaned, his hand starting to pull on my hair and force me further down onto his dick as I sucked him off. Not that I minded. Him forcing my head down further rammed his dick straight down the back of my throat, my air supply being cut off for a second before he let me pull back. I coughed and choked, my eyes starting to water at the feeling of being choked by his dick before he forced me back onto his dick to do it again. This would have been too much for a lot of people, but for me, I was in fucking heaven. The feeling of my boyfriend's dick hitting the back of my throat, the feeling of my lungs burning and my eyes watering when I got no oxygen for a few seconds was what I lived for, and it all just sent more pleasure to my core as I virtually dripped onto our bed. I continued to bob my head up and down with it, tears streaming down my face and no doubt bringing my makeup down with it as I continued to choke myself on his dick. I gasped slightly as suddenly as Tom harshly pulled my hair to pull me fully off of his dick, making me gulp and look up at him.

"Don't worry, sweetheart, you did good for such a dirty little bitch. But now it's your turn." He nodded. My face lit up at his words, making him smirk and bite his lip as he pushed me down onto the bed before using his hands on my waist to turn me over and raise my hips so that my ass was in the air facing him and my chest and side of my face were pressed to the bed. He grabbed my wrists and joined them behind my back, me not complaining or resisting at all as I felt him start to tie them together with rope.