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The holidays wrap up and in no time at all you and Tom are back in London with you returning to school and Tom working on numerous projects. His 2019 was extremely successful with the releases of Avengers: Endgame, Spider-Man: Far From Home, and Spies in Disguise. 2020 will hopefully also be another successful year for him.
It’s the third day of February, a Monday, and the thought of what to get him for Valentine’s Day is in the back of your mind while you sit between the spread “v” of his legs on the floor with Tessa snoozing beside you. Harrison came over for dinner but he’s been sleeping on the couch while you and Tom have been watching a movie.
While it will be your second Valentine’s Day with Tom as a couple, it’ll be the first that you’ve been able to spend together since last year you weren’t in the same country. You know it’s a trivial holiday but you can’t help but want to do something special for your boyfriend. He definitely deserves it.
“What do you want for Valentine’s Day?” you ask Tom, craning your head to look at him.
He shrugs. “Just you. Maybe we could have sex if you’re up for it.”
You roll your eyes. “That would just be like any other day. Hey Harrison, what do you want for Valentine’s Day?” you add, not expecting an answer since he’s been asleep as far as you could tell.
“Mmm. Wanna watch you two have sex,” comes his sleepy reply.
You turn around in Tom’s lap to stare at him. Tom seems unphased by his best friend’s answer.
“Oh my god. You guys have talked about this before,” you say, looking between the two of them.
“So have you and I,” Tom insists.
“Since when? I seriously do not remember having this conversation with you.”
“Back during that first Skype call where things got sexual. Before we were even dating,” he explains.
You think back to that night.
“You didn’t specifically mention Harrison,” you protest as you recall the memory.
“I don’t think there’s anyone else I’d be comfortable with watching us and know they’d stay quiet about it other than Harrison,” he explains. “Him and I haven’t exactly been subtle in hinting that we’ve had some experiences together.”
“I just thought…” You shake your head. “I didn’t want to ask in case I was wrong and you got upset. And I never wanted to suggest that Harrison join us in case he was off limits.”
“Why would he be off limits?”
“He’s gorgeous!” you exclaim. “I didn’t want you to think that I liked Harrison the way I liked you before I started loving you.”
“I’m gorgeous?” Harrison asks with a grin.
You roll your eyes. “Don’t be cocky.”
“Love,” says Tom, squeezing your hips gently. “I’m secure with the knowledge that you love me and not anybody else. I don’t love Harrison either -- at least not like I love you. But it is true that before you, back several years, Harrison and I would fool around. I’m comfortable around him and I would trust him with my life. Hell, I’d trust him with your life. If someone were going to join us in the bedroom I would want it to be him. You can absolutely say no though.”
Harrison nods. “Please don’t feel like you have to say yes.”
You blink between the both of them. Your response requires no thought at all.
“I want it.”
Tom and Harrison look at each other.
“Where do we start?” Tom asks, positioning his hands at the bottom of your shirt.
“Nuh uh,” you say, getting out of Tom’s lap. “It isn’t Valentine’s Day. And I have class tomorrow morning and I know I’m going to want to have a day off after this happens.”
“What about this Friday?” Harrison suggests. “That’s a week sooner than Valentine’s Day.”
You shake your head. “Nah. I’m going to make you boys wait for it.” You sling your bag over your shoulder and lean down to kiss Tom’s forehead. After a moment of hesitation, you do the same to Harrison.
“I’ll talk to you later,” you call over your shoulder, heading for Tom’s door. “Goodnight guys!”
The door closes behind you and Tom and Harrison look at each other in awe.
In the week between that night and Valentine’s Day, you went shopping for a cute new outfit and some new underwear. A fan had recognized you while you were out and asked for a picture with you. A lot of articles mentioning you as Tom Holland’s girlfriend had come out the previous year after the releases of Tom’s big movies but the attention you got from it still caught you off guard. You snapped a photo with her and had a nice conversation before leaving the store with a bag full of items that made you feel confident and sexy.
On the actual holiday you make Tom and Harrison wait in another room while you take your time getting ready. It doesn’t take you a ridiculously long time to make sure everything meets your approval but you can tell the boys are impatient so you sit on the edge of the bed and make them wait an additional ten minutes before you finally send a text to the groupchat you share with them to let them know they can come in. The door swings open immediately to reveal the two standing in the doorway.
Harrison nudges Tom with his elbow. “Holy shit.”
Tom licks his lips. “Come here, sweetheart,” he says and you quickly cross the room so you’re standing in front of him. He settles his hands on your waist and pulls you in for a deep kiss. When he pulls away one of his hands moves to the back of your neck while the other goes to the back of Harrison’s.
Of course multiple conversations had occurred since the night in Tom’s living room about what everyone was and was not comfortable with. You knew it was going to happen but that doesn’t stop you from shivering a little as Tom gently pushes your heads together for a kiss.
It takes you a moment to adjust but soon your arms are around Harrison’s neck and his hands are all over your body. He guides you to the bed without taking his lips off of yours and a few seconds later you feel the bed shift as Tom sits beside you. The sound of him unzipping his pants has you pulling away from Harrison to look over at him.
“I think he likes watching,” Harrison says, kissing your neck. “Such a voyeur.”
“Your exhibitionist ass is one to talk,” Tom counters, shoving Harrison off of you so he can take his place.
“Rude,” grumbles Harrison, sitting back to watch you and Tom kiss.
“What do you think of Haz’s kissing?” Tom asks, pulling away after a minute.
“It’s good,” you answer. “Very good.”
“I wonder if he’s improved since the last time I kissed him.”
Harrison laughs. “God, I’d hope so. How old were we? Fifteen?”
“Kiss each other,” you say without even thinking about it.
Tom and Harrison share a look. The latter gives a little nod of his head and then Tom is leaning towards him, pressing their lips together.
The sight nearly takes your breath away and you watch them. You don’t even notice that your hand has snuck its way into your underwear until the wet sounds your fingers make startle both you and the boys, who break apart to look at you.
“Wanna touch her?” Tom asks Harrison.
He nods.
“Ask her nicely,” your boyfriend recommends, nudging his side.
Harrison blinks at you. “Can I touch you? Please?”
“Yes,” you say breathlessly, lifting your hips up off of the bed as he removes your underwear. A finger slides through your wetness instantly but is quickly pulled away so Harrison can look more closely.
“Wow,” he whispers, and Tom grabs Harrison’s wrist to bring his finger to Tom’s own mouth and suck the taste of you off of it.
You squirm against the bed. “Touch me. One of you. Both of you. Please. Just give me something.”
“You fuck her while she sucks me off?” Harrison suggests.
“Is that good for you, sweetheart?” Tom asks you. “Because you already know it’s good for me.”
You can’t hide the eagerness from your voice as you give your approval. As the boys finish taking off their clothes, you figure out how you want to position yourself. You decide to lay on the bed with your head hanging just a little off of the edge so Harrison can have access to your mouth when he’s standing.
“Fuck, your girl’s pretty,” Harrison says to Tom, admiring you.
“Isn’t she?” Tom agrees, joining you on the bed and situating himself in between your thighs. “You good, babe?” he asks you.
“Yeah. I’m ready,” you reply, relaxing as he slides his cock into you. Even though you’ve done this many times before, it feels different knowing that Harrison is watching you. You turn your head slightly to see that he’s just staring at the two of you and you clear your throat.
“Gonna let me suck you off?” you ask with a teasing smile that finally snaps Harrison out of the daze he was in. In an instant he’s moved to the edge of the bed where your head is. You open your mouth obediently for him and he slowly gives you a little bit of his cock at a time until you’ve taken him completely.
Harrison’s length in your mouth stifles your noises of pleasure but both his and Tom’s moans are unashamedly loud. The sensation of being fucked by your boyfriend while his best friend also participates is even better than you imagined it would be.
“You’re so lucky,” you can hear Harrison say above the sounds of him using your mouth.
“Right? She’s so good,” Tom hums, and for whatever reason hearing the two of them talk about you like you’re not even there turns you on even more.
You come hard when Tom starts paying attention to your clit which sets off both him and Harrison, who come one after the other. Before you can even move at all, the boys pull out of you simultaneously and switch sides, with Harrison’s head now inches from where Tom’s cum is dripping out of you and Tom kneeling so his face is level with yours. Tom kisses you and it’s a little awkward because your head is still slightly off the side of the mattress, making the kiss kind of upside down but not entirely. Harrison’s tongue licking up the length of your slit makes you moan against Tom’s lips, who eagerly starts seeking out Harrison’s cum with his tongue.
By the time Tom pulls away there’s barely anything left for you to swallow. You’re staring speechlessly at him as he gets to his feet and grins down at you. At the opposite end of your body, Harrison finishes lapping up Tom’s cum and kisses each of your thighs before standing up as well.
You shakily push yourself up into a sitting position and look between your boyfriend and his best friend with wide eyes and parted lips.
“Do you think she liked it?” Harrison asks Tom, retrieving his clothes.
“Oh yeah. Sometimes she gets a little inarticulate after a really good orgasm. Give her a minute.”
“Goddamn,” you say after another half minute of silence. You fall back against the pillows and rub your eyes as if waking up from a dream, but you know you’ve been awake the whole time. “Holy fuck.”
Tom, now in his boxers, lays by your side and smiles at you.
“Happy Valentine’s Day,” he says.
You say the same to him and give him a sweet kiss.
Harrison is busying himself by buttoning his shirt when you break from the kiss.
“Not staying the night?” you ask, frowning.
“I don’t know…”
“Come on, Haz. It’s dark out and freezing,” Tom argues.
He sighs. “Alright. Your couch is pretty nice. Probably not as good as Sebastian Stan’s based on the way Anthony Mackie raves about it, but it’ll do for tonight.”
“No! No couch. You can sleep in the bed with us. Here, I can sleep in the middle if that will make it less weird,” you offer. “But you’ve totally slept in the same bed together way before you met me, I’m sure, so we can arrange ourselves however.”
Harrison smiles at you. “You in the middle is fine.”
You each take turns washing up and brushing your teeth in the bathroom. When all that is done, you find yourself snuggled in between Tom and Harrison. Fortunately the bed is more than big enough for all three of you (plus Tessa).
“Goodnight guys,” you say, kissing Tom’s cheek and craning your neck to kiss Harrison’s.
“Goodnight,” they echo, and you’re asleep in the middle of two boys you care about so deeply in no time at all.