tom hiddleston fanfiction


Requested by anon. But I changed it up a bit. Sorry, hope this is okay (:


Your best friend was on her feet, with the mic in her hand. “I just wanted to say that you are the only reason why my best friend came. She has seriously been crushing on you for years!” She cackled.

Your cheeks flushed with red as you sunk in to your seat. Feeling the eyes on you, including his, made you fluster even more.

Tom had noticed you since the moment he walked on stage. You were in the front row, which made it easier for him to spot you.

He noticed tour beautiful smile, and the sound of your laugh. Tom was hooked immediately and no matter how hard he tried to shake the feelings, he couldn’t.

You were a bashful mess, blushing as you tried to hide your face. Tom couldn’t help but smile as he watched you.

He had to remind himself not to stare too long. He cleared his throat, and brought the mic up to his lips. “I am truly honored. To have a girl that beautiful come out here for me is just amazing.” He muttered.

His words caused your stomach to flutter as you dropped your hands and shot your gaze up to him. He flashed you a smile, and you smiled back.

“Okay, for my real question, I was wondering if you can tell us anything about the next Thor movie?” She asked.

He glanced at you for a second, but immediately sat up and turned to your best friend. “Ah. Thor.” He mumbled.


After long hours of panels and interviews, you and your best friend were going to the autograph tables, to meet Tom Hiddleston and a few other members from Thor.

“Aw come on Y/N! I did you a favor!” Your best friend exclaimed. “I mean, he called you beautiful for gods sake!”

“He only did that to be polite! I mean you kind of just threw that on him. If he ignored it, he would’ve been called an asshole.” You stated. Growing nervous as you got closer to him.

She shrugged her shoulders and sighed. “Grow a pair. Who cares anyways? It’s not like he’s going to remember. And besides, it’s comic con.” She winked. “What happens at comic con, stays at comic con.”

“Yea, until someone makes it into a gif.” You mumbled.

It was now your turn.

You walked up, and met his gaze. Feeling the immediate warmth and nervousness you once felt before.

His eyes lit up as he saw you. After Nerd HQ, he thought he’d never see you again, which bummed him out.

So seeing you, standing right in front of him, wit the smile that captivated him. He was ecstatic.

Tom reached his hand out to you, not once taking his eyes off you. “Well we meet again.” He smiled. “How are you-” he paused giving you a quizzical look.

“Y/N.” You muttered.

“Y/N? How are you, Y/N?” He smiled.

The way your name rolled off his tongue, made your heart beat profusely as if it were about to jump out of your chest.

“I’m great! And how about yourself, Mr. Hiddleston?” You chuckled. Proud of yourself for not shying in front of him.

He scrunches his nose and shook his head. “Oh god, that makes me sound so old.” He muttered. “Is that you’re way of calling me old?”

You shrugged your shoulders and hummed. “Maybe.”

His smile grew as a laugh escaped him and filled the air. “So what are you? A baby?”

“I’m legal.” You winked.

You both belted out in to giggles, not able to keep from smiling.

Just being near him and talking to him, you felt your life was complete. The thing you loved most about him, was how incredibly easy it was to talk to him.

And that’s what he loved about you as well. In his whole acting career, he’s only ever met a few people he was able to hold a conversation with. And here you were, making jokes as if you’ve known him for a while.

One of the volunteers whispered something in his ear which made him drop his smile, and nod. “Sorry.” He muttered.

The volunteer walked back to the back.

“Look, you got me in trouble.” Tom chuckled.

“Oh, I got you in trouble? And how did I manage to do that?” You asked.

“You kept talking to me. Making me hold up the line.” He teased.

You rolled your eyes and chuckled with him.

He quickly glanced down at your poster, and signed it for you. But before handing it back, he locked his eyes with yours and smirked, “thanks for getting me into trouble. Hope to see you around.”

You flashed a soft smile, and nodded. “Anytime, old man.” You winked.

You grabbed your poster and started toward where your best friend waited. She was in line to meet Chris Evans.

“So, how was it? Did you chicken out and run away?” She chuckled.

You shook your head and glanced down at your signed poster. As your eyes followed the marks, your heart stopped as you noticed the number he wrote in the bottom corner. “How about Coffee?” Under it.

“Hello? Earth to Y/N.” Your best friend snapped her fingers in your face.

You glanced up, eyes wide as you smiled so big, your cheeks started to hurt.

She furrowed her brows. “What the hell is wrong with you?” She asked.

You pointed at the number on the poster, trying to even your breathing. “I think he just asked me out on a date.” You whispered.

She snatched the poster from your hand and looked it over closely, gasping and jumping up and down. “Holy fucking shit. Tom Hiddleston asked you out.”

What’s Yours is Mine - Complete Chapter Index

AUTHOR: teacuphiddlesfics & cheers-mrhiddleston
WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: Twin AU - Jag!Tom & Exec!Tom
GENRE: Angst/Drama
FIC SUMMARY: Meet Thomas and William Hiddleston, inseparable identical twin brothers and heirs to the phenomenally successful Hiddleston Corporations. That is, until Thomas was cut off from his family for his drug usage in university, leaving William to run the company alone. But now, their family is in shambles; a sick mum and a wash-out dad has led the fortune to run dry and the company into deep debt. With no other options, William has only one person to turn to for help: the most successful drug lord in England: his own twin, Thomas.
WARNINGS: explicit language, violence, sexual content, drug use

5 Tom Hiddleston Fics That Will Make You Crimson

Crimson Peak is approaching fast. While we wait, here are 5 fics that’ll make Hiddlestoners blush:






My stories and One shots

So since some of you have requested my older stories here are the links to everything I’ve written so far. I’ve put up 18+ for smut, my earlier stories are suitable for all ages!
I want to separate them because they were written more quickly and the chapters are often very short, if I were to reread them now I would probably change so many things but they are still my babies and I still want to share them with you guys.

My Tom Hiddleston stories:

My older stories:

Trilogy Caged/Torn/Fallen:

Caged (finished) (Loki/Emma) Emma is a nobody at Shield, until she ends up in the cell with Loki, she knows she should fear him but all she feels is compassion: full story


Torn (finished) (Tom/Loki/Emma) Set after the events of Caged, Loki is gone but not forgotten by Emma when another men enters her life. Is he the one that will finally give her a new start? And is Loki really gone forever? chapter 1, chapter 2, chapter 3, chapter 4, chapter 5, chapter 6, chapter 7, chapter 8, chapter 9, chapter 10, chapter 11, chapter 12, chapter 13, chapter 14, chapter 15, chapter 16, chapter 17, chapter 18, chapter 19, chapter 20, chapter 21, chapter 22, chapter 23, chapter 24


Fallen (finished) (Loki/Emma) Set after the events of Hold. Loki fals from the sky and he brought something with him, something that may threaten the entire human race. sometimes 18+ nsfw: Intro, chapter 1, chapter 2, chapter 3, chapter 4, chapter 5, chapter 6, chapter 7, chapter 8, chapter 9, chapter 10, chapter 11, chapter 12, chapter 13, chapter 14, chapter 15, chapter 16, chapter 17, chapter 18, chapter 19, chapter 20


First Impressions (finished) (Tom/Cate) When Cate first meets Tom he is a rude asshole and nothing like she pictured him to be. Can he change her mind? Intro, chapter 1, chapter 2, chapter 3, chapter 4, chapter 5, chapter 6, chapter 7, chapter 8, chapter 9, chapter 10, chapter 11, chapter 12, chapter 13, chapter 14, chapter 15, chapter 16, chapter 17, chapter 18, chapter 19, chapter 20, chapter 21, chapter 22


My new stories:

Captive (finished) (Loki/Mia, …) Mia wakes up on Asgard with no memory of who she is and how she ended up there. Loki takes an interest in the mysterious girl. sometimes 18+ nsfwchapter 1chapter 2chapter 3chapter 4, chapter 5, chapter 6, chapter 7, chapter 8, chapter 9, chapter 10, chapter 11chapter 12chapter 13chapter 14chapter 15, chapter 16, chapter 17, chapter 18, chapter 19, chapter 20


Charmed (finished) (Oakley/Tess) During his summer job Oakley meets Tess, a married woman who is bored with her life and intrigued by the young boy. Smut, cheating, explicit, feels. 18+ nsfw: chapter 1, chapter 2, chapter 3, chapter 4


Kindred (finished) (Tom/Rae) When Rae meets Tom she immediately sees everything she ever wanted in a man but there’s one thing that isn’t exactly perfect about him: he’s about to marry her sister. Fluff, eventual smut, sister-sister relationship, cheating. chapter 1, chapter 2, chapter 3, chapter 4, chapter 5, chapter 6, chapter 7chapter 8, chapter 9


Safe Haven (finished) (Loki/Scar) A city wide black out on Christmas Eve brings Scar closer to her mysterious dark haired neighbour. Angst, lots of feels and some smut. : chapter 1, chapter 2, chapter 3, chapter 4, chapter 5, chapter 6, chapter 7


Crimson Bliss (on permanent hiatus) (Thomas Sharpe/Ruth/Lucille Sharpe) Sexy and scary ghost story based on the Crimson Peak trailer. 18+ nsfw, explicit and some creepy scenes  chapter 1, chapter 2, chapter 3, chapter 4, chapter 5


I loved you first (finished) (Tom/Emmy) Emmy is Tom’s best friend and while they have tried taking their relationship to another level over the years it never really happened, putting a lot of heartbreak and unresolved feelings between the two of them. When Emmy hears about Tom’s new girlfriend she doesn’t waste any time and rushes over to London with only one thing in mind: finally making him realize that she has been the one all along. Feels, feels, feels, romance, fluff, eventual smut, angst, jealousy, …  chapter 1, chapter 2, chapter 3, chapter 4, chapter 5, chapter 6, Chapter 7


Delicate (on permanent hiatus) (Thomas Pine, Kira) Character is based on a mix of Tom Hiddleston and Jonathan Pine. Thomas is Kira’s boss, a rich arrogant womanizer that stands for everything she hates. But how long will she resist him once he sets his mind on seducing her? Both recovering from a past that has left scars they may need each other more than they know. 18+ nsfw lots of smut, plot, feels, angst, romance, … Chapter 1, Chapter 2

My One shots: 

The break up: Angst and drama, characters are nameless but I think Tom works perfectly as the lead character. Angst/drama


First Choice(Tom/Cate) Sequel to First Impressions, set a few months later in Toronto. Does the relationship survive Tom’s busy schedule? mature/feels


A good thing(Tom/Liv) Liv takes an interest in actor Tom who stays at her hotel, one night they both end up being the last 2 people in the bar…  18+ nsfw shameless smut


Mine: (Tom/Beth) Tom is an asshole who cheats on his girlfriend Beth, she wants her revenge.  18+ nsfw smut/angst/jealousy/cheating: Part 1, Part 2


Held: (Loki/Eden) Eden is an agent for Shield and she ends up in the cell with Loki, will she give into her desires or keep fighting him? 18+ nsfw shameless smut: Part 1, Part 2


Better: (Tom/Elissa) Inspired by Tom’s wake up call Twitter pic, imagine being sick and having your friend Tom take care of you and insisting you sleep in his bed to keep you warm. 18+ nsfw fluff/sweet smut 

Better fluff version, sfw


Salvation: (Adam, Eve) Adam meets his new Eve when he is wondering the streets at night and finds a girl about to kill herself. 18+ nsfw smut/angst: Part 1, Part 2 


Blind date: (Luke Evans one shot) The title says it all, after a bad break up Becca is being set up for a blind date by her friend in an attempt to help her forget all about her ex. 18+ nsfw fluff/smut


All I wanted was you: (Oakley, Kira) Book nerd Kira and popular womanizer Oakley seem to have nothing in common except for sharing an apartment, but what if they secretly want much more than just that? 18+ nsfw smut/feels: Part 1, Part 2


Present(Tom/Becca) Tom and Becca have been friends since childhood but with Toms career on the rise they are seeing less and less of each other, will Tom’s birthday bring them back together at last? feels, romance, fluff


The list: By chance Dani meets two of the actors who happen to be on her freebie list, will they make her most erotic dreams come true? 18+ nsfw, shameless smut: Part 1 (Dani/ Luke Evans), Part 2 (Dani/Tom)


Last dance: (Tom, Tia) Tia is starting to go down under the weight of her long distance relationship with Tom, when she comes to realize he doesn’t love her as much as she thought it’s time to make a choice. 18+ nsfw angst/smut/feels


I see you: (Tom/Sophia) Was it possible to fall in love with a voice? Sophia didn’t think so, until she lost her eye sight and woke up to Tom reading to her in the hospital. feels, romance, fluff


Taking care of the prince: (Loki/Nessa) If you were a masseuse and Loki ended up on your table, how far would you go to take care of him? 18+ nsfw shameless smut


Dog days : (Oakley/Kate) One shot inspired by the heat wave going around: after she’s been stood up Kate swears she’s done with men, but then she ends up alone in the pool with gorgeous, young Oakley who has other plans. 18+ nsfw feels and smut: Part 1Part 2


Served : (Tom/Sarah) Quick little one shot inspired by Wimbledon Tom, using the characters from my fic Down. 18+ nsfw shameless smut


Fangirl : (Tom/Maggie) Maggie takes the tube back to her hotel in London after a failed attempt to meet her favorite actor Tom Hiddleston, but maybe luck is on her side after all. Feels and fluff


Haunt me: (Thomas Sharpe/Lily) Lily and her friend visit the old haunted Victorian house from the late Sharpe family. Lily doesn’t believe in ghosts until she spends the night in Thomas Sharpe’s bedroom. 18+ nsfw smut and some feels: Part 1, Part 2


Stay with me: (Loki/Emilia) Set after the events in New York, Loki is kept prisoner in the Stark Tower and agent Emilia gets the rewarding task of looking after him. 18+ nsfw shameless smut/feels


Remedy: (Magnus/Anna) After watching a scary movie on a stormy night Anna has trouble sleeping and Magnus comes to comfort her. 18+nsfw shameless smut/feels


Shelter: (Tom/Connie) based on a prompt, Tom walks into an animal shelter looking for a furry companion but maybe he finds something more than that. Pure fluff.


A glimpse into the future: (Tom, reader) short one shot that was inspired by the death of Alan Rickman. How would you feel when one day far into the future you read the news that your favorite actor has passed away. Warning: death and feels.


Bad fangirl: (Tom, Trish) Fangirl Trish meets her idol Tom on set and they help each other find sexual relief. This one is very shameless. 18+ nsfw pure smut


All yours: (Tom, Sarah) little one shot using Tom and Sarah from my ebook Down. Sarah is Tom’s PR agent and they’ve been dating for quite some time but it isn’t without the occasional struggle, when Sarah is confronted with yet another sex scene from Tom her jealousy takes over. 18+ nsfw feels/smut.

Invisible fangirl: a letter to Tom from me and all the other invisible fangirls here that will never get to meet him in person. I wrote this after I was turned into a sobbing mess from seeing all the Wizard Con fan pictures. Feels, all the feels.


My Sebastian Stan stories:

Rebound: (Seb, Erin) Erin finds comfort in the arms of a friend after her boyfriend cheats on her. Fluff/feels

The late shift: (Seb, Kira) When Kira works the late shift with Sebastian things heat up quickly. 18+ nsfw Shameless smut and a bit of fluff

Summer charm (finished): (Seb/Tess) (rewrite of Charmed) During his summer job a young Sebastian meets Tess, a married woman who is bored with her life and intrigued by his attention.  18+ nsfw Smut/cheating/feels
chapter 1, chapter 2, chapter 3, chapter 4

Who says you can’t go home?: (Bucky/Jess) Jess meets the mysterious Bucky at the homeless shelter where she volunteers and he saves her from an attacker, but is she really safe with Bucky? 18+ nsfw Feels, angst, fluff, eventual smut. Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4

You can cry on my shoulder (finished): (Seb/Reader) After a break up with your boyfriend you meet your friend Sebastian in the bar and he comforts you. 18+nsfw Fluff/smut. Part 1, Part 2

Amends (finished): (Sebastian/Reader, Tom/Reader) Sebastian lives right down the hall from you and one night you end up having amazing sex with him. The morning after however your ex, Tom, is back in town. 18+nsfw Feels, angst, lots of smut. Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7


My Kindle ebooks:

Erotic shorts: a collection of my smutty one shots.


Down: When Sarah gets stuck in the elevator with a handsome British man her life will change in more ways than she thought possible, but is she ready for that change? What starts as a steamy one night stand will soon turn into more when she ends up working for him and her boundaries are tested, how far will she go to give him what he desires? Can she save his reputation or will she be the cause of more gossip when she starts falling for him? And when is sex no longer just sex? 


Thank you all again for reading my stuff, if any link doesn’t work please let me know!

A lesson in kissing

TITLE: A lesson in kissing


AUTHOR tomcuddlesfic


GENRE: romance / fluff 

FIC SUMMARY: OC asks Tom to teach her how to kiss


AUTHORS NOTES/WARNINGS: Yay! Thank you for reading and if you have any comments, I would love to hear them :D

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After The Banquet

Title: After The Banquet

Character: Loki

Rating: Very M

Description: Loki, your husband, looks incredibly alluring, and you no less to him. So after enduring an entire dinner of staring and imagining, he whisks you back to your chambers to finish the game that you started.

A/N: Yay! I think this is my first Loki fic on this particular tumblr account, so I thought I’d do one for you guys to say thank you for all the new followers!! xxxx Enjoy :)


“No,” he hisses, pushing you off of him as he fixes his formal uniform of green and black leather, with gold detailing.

You pout. “But darling -” “No buts, we’re already late for dinner.” “Oh, I’m sure they won’t mind.” He turns to you, fixing his armour. “Really? I wonder if the Allfather shares your optimistic mindset.”

You sigh, and watch as Loki combs back his hair. “Can’t we just have five minutes?” He turns, looking at you, repeating himself for what seemed like the hundredth time tonight. “No. Come on.”

He takes your hand, and the two of you walk briskly to the palace banquet hall, for a diplomatic dinner with representatives from Alfheim.

Before Loki can push the door open, you pull him aside, grinding your knee into his crotch immediately. Despite trying his best to avoid any sexual contact at present to be even remotely on-time for the dinner, his natural instincts kick in as he groans at your motion.

You can feel him rising slowly beneath your ministrations, and grin triumphantly. He slams you up against the wall as you keep working him, and feel him fully hard as you palm his manhood, not daring to take him out of his black pants, but through them you massage his sizeable bulge.

He begins to thrust against you. “The only reason… I’m giving you…the satisfaction of my reciprocation… right now… is for the sole purpose… ah! Of finishing this little game of yours….before it starts.”

You lean in. “Hmm, you know me too well, dearest.” You rub faster, and he rolls his erection against your hand, desperate now for release. “Just like that… I’m almost ready…” he mumbles. Just then, Thor bursts out of the dining hall.

“Ah, brother!!” Loki’s eyes roll back as he hears his brother call out his name, and you whip your hand away. “Pleasant evening, is it not?” he continues, coming over. “Quite, Thor,” Loki growls, the expression on his face rather murderous. “Well, I came out to look for you two, but it seems I’ve found you!” “Yes,” Loki says in a low voice through gritted teeth, “It seems you have.” As Loki still has his body pressed against you, you can feel his length start to soften again.

You two follow the burly god into the banquet hall, where everyone stands as you enter. “May I present, Prince Loki and his wife, Lady (y/n),” Odin announces to their foreign guests, and they bow in turn as you do.

“We’ll finish this after dinner,” Loki growls in your ear as you sit down, and the promise of later sends shivers of arousal through you.

During dinner, you keep shooting sultry gazes to Loki from the other side of the table, for at formal banquets such as these, one side was for the ladies and one side for the men. Frigga and Sif sat on either side of you. At first, when you and Loki had announced your courtship and you had been introduced, Sif hadn’t taken quite a liking to you, but once she saw how well you could defend yourself, in battle and verbally, she respects you now, and you are good friends.

“How is Loki?” Frigga whispers in your ear, and you nearly sputter your wine. “I-I’m sorry, m’lady?” She looks at you funny. “How is he? Is he well? Is he in good health?” You exhale as you realize her meaning. “Oh… oh, yes, my queen, he is quite well. A very healthy appetite too,” you say, leaving the queen to believe you just meant eating-wise as Sif snickers.

Loki looks at you and meets your gaze from across the large table, watching you closely from his seat between Thor and Fandral. Everything about you seems to get to him tonight, he just can’t explain it. You seemed especially alluring, as did he to you.

“How is she?” Fandral suddenly asks Loki, and he glares. “I beg your pardon?!” Fandral raises his eyebrows. “I was merely wondering, Loki, no need to-” “She is excellent, thank you, ever since the last time you asked, and if you dare ask one more time, I will see to it that you never feel anything again.”

At this, Fandral backed off. Loki knew of his secret crush on you, and while you found it sweet but quite hopeless for him, Loki found it annoying and trying. He had learned to remain calm and tolerant of his occasional asking after you, but tonight, his patience just snapped. It was as if no other man could dream of you- Loki just wouldn’t have it. But then, you didn’t mind. There’s no other man in your life but Loki. Plus, his caring possessiveness pulled at your heartstrings, for you were the first woman in his life he had ever really been devoted to.

The rest of dinner is long and strenuous, full of Odin being diplomatic, Frigga acting hospitable, and them both counting on Loki’s tongue to woo their guests with his abilities of foreign dialect. Loki’s intelligence turns you on beyond belief, and it’s no help tonight with you already aroused beforehand.

“Where’s Jane?” Loki asks Thor, and Thor grumbles through his mouthful of wild boar. “She could not make it. It is most unfortunate.” “Hm, quite,” Loki sympathizes, but inside, he’s grinning, as he knows what’s in store for himself at least.

When it’s over, Loki promptly excuses the two of you, saying his farewells to the guests and everyone else, and you walk back to the room through the vast halls. “What a little tease you are,” Loki growls as you make it to your chambers, grabbing your arm roughly. “Now I’m going to finish what you started, love,” he smirks, a low tone of mischief laced in his voice.

He throws you on the bed, and you wriggle as you grasp the headboards. In the flick of a wrist, your clothes are off, and Loki is eyeing your naked body with a predatory, hungry look.

After a second of him taking you in and licking his lips, you squirm in anticipation. “Fuck me, already,” you whisper, and Loki glowers down at you, dominance swirling around him. “Ask again, sweetling.” You clench your jaw, feeling playfully defiant. “Fuck me, Loki, or I’ll do it myself.”

This ignites something in his gaze, and he opens his mouth a little, eyes clouded with lust. “I’d just love to see that, my love,” he whispers, tracing his finger around your face as he gazes down at your wet sex. “But not tonight. Tonight, my touch shall be the one responsible for your pleasure.”

He lowers onto the bed, capturing your lips in the sweetest kiss you had ever known, and moves lower to stop his mouth at your chest, taking special time to suck gently on each nipple. You arch off the bed, feeling aroused beyond belief, urgent to feel the next level of pleasure you know he can give you.

He moves even lower next, swirling his tongue around your lower belly and stopping at your clit, latching his lips on and sucking roughly. You cry out, a jolt of pleasure shooting through you, and you tangle your fingers into his ink-black hair, tugging on the now messed strands.

His tongue finds your opening, and begins to lap at you. “You taste delicious, love,” he muses. You moan his name loudly, and then, you gulp for proper air. “I… I need you in me,” you manage out, and Loki smirks at you, a devilish smile. “How do you ask, my beauty?” You growl at him, seething at his teasing. “Give me your cock, Loki, I need it, now!”

He flicks his wrist again, and he is naked as well, your eyes running over his glorious body and sending you into another dimension of sheer want.

His erection stands proud and tall against his stomach, twitching in need for you, and no matter how well you know his length, it never ceases to amaze you the sheer size of him. He grabs your shoulders, kissing you again as he positions himself, then thrusts in.

You gasp at the feeling, and wrap yourself around him, clenching tightly. “Love, love, that’s amazing,” he groans, and you grab onto his back, hooking your ankles around his ass and bringing him deeper. “Right there!” you shout, “That’s perfect!” He lets out a long moan as he feels you contract when he hits your g-spot, and you bounce underneath him.

“Harder,” you whisper. “Mmm, feeling commanding, are we?” he asks playfully, and you giggle. He increases the speed of his pounding, and you feel yourself getting closer and closer with every thrust.

“Loki!” you moan, and he pants into your neck. “I can’t hold off for much longer,” he says, his voice wavering, “I need to come. I need to coat you with me, I need you to come for me.” You sigh in pleasure at his words, and he drags his tongue up your middle, stopping at your mouth for another wet, deep kiss. His eyebrows go together, and you feel him, insistent inside of you, hit your spot again and again.

You work yourself around his length, and he moves his hand back down to your clit, massaging perfectly and bringing you to the edge.

“AHH!” you shout as your climax finally hits you, and Loki grips your hips so hard you feel the bruises already form. Despite his ferocious look that he gets when he’s initially horny, you’ve always loved his face during his climax, when his features are so utterly angelic and blissful as he fully joins with you.

He comes inside of you, the force of his seed shooting into you prolonging your orgasm. “You…are… divine…” he murmurs as your head drops back to the pillow.

Loki falls on top of you, the weight of his body creating heat and friction between you two. He finally rolls off after catching his breath, and you turn over. “That was spectacular,” you whisper, nuzzling your head in close to his. “It was, wasn’t it?” he grins deviously. “I bet you were fantasizing about this all through dinner, yes?” You nod with a smile.

He leans in, running a hand up and down your leg. “So was I. Quite a shame Jane couldn’t make it to the banquet- now it’s evident that we had much more fun than Thor will tonight.” You laugh, and kiss him again.

“I don’t think they could ever have as much fun as you and I did tonight,” you grin, and Loki kisses back. 


Y/N: Hey, Tom?
Tom: Yes, love?
Y/N: Why was the cannibal expelled from school?
Tom: Oh dear god…I don’t know. Why?
Y/N: Because he kept buttering up the teacher. Baddum tsss!
Tom: *gif*

We Found Love

Characters : Tom Hiddleston x Reader

Song : Thinking Out Loud by Alex G

Summary : You were just a college girl trying to make a living for herself in LA. It was beyond scary. But after getting a great opportunity to go out to the premiere for Thor, you were able to meet amazing people, and one that would forever change your life. Now three years later, you were getting ready for your wedding day. 

A/N : Requested by anon. I really hope who ever sent this in, enjoys it! xx.

Originally posted by proudhiddlestoner

You felt your stomach twist and churn and nerves filled you. Though you tried to shake it, you couldn’t. You were excited to marry your best friend, the guy who has been nothing but perfect and yet you were extremely nervous. 

“You ready?” Your best friend asked. 

You took in a deep breath and nodded. Today was going to be a day you would never forget. 

The doors slowly swung open, and the music began to play. Your heart was pounding profusely, but as you laid your eyes on him, all your worries, all your nerves disappeared. As well as his. 

The second he laid his eyes on you, he couldn’t help but choke up. The tears stained his cheeks as he stared endlessly at you. He couldn’t believe he was marrying the most beautiful girl he has ever seen. Watching you giggle to yourself, he knew right there he was beyond the luckiest man on earth. And he couldn’t be more thankful to have you. 

He flashed a soft smile, trying to hold his composure as you started down the aisle. His stomach fluttered with every step you took. 

The closer you got to him, the less you were able to fight the tears. 

Reaching him, he let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding and smiled. His tears slightly blurring his vision. “You look beautiful.” he mouthed. 

And just like that, it was just you two. Everyone else around you disappeared into oblivion, and you were only able to see him. 

“How did I get so lucky? Before I met you, I felt lonelier than ever. I was beginning to feel as though I would never find someone to grow old with. But then you were standing there, in a beautiful blue dress, shivering because it was so cold.” You along with everyone else chuckled simultaneously. “And I gave you my jacket to stay warm. Though I was freezing my butt off, I would do it all over again just to see that smile that made me fall for you.” He began to feel the knot form in the back of his throat, causing him to choke up once again. He took in a deep breath, as you flashed a soft smile at him, tears streaming down your cheeks. “You showed me what it was to love, to really love someone. And I cant thank you enough for being the reason I wake up every morning.” 

He took a moment to catch a breath, as you wiped his tears. “I vow from this day on to never give up. To show you every day just how amazing you are, and remind you that I love you, even when you are annoyed with me. I will always love you until the moment I take my last breath.” 

You were such a mess, that you weren’t even sure if you could say your vows. But you somehow managed to pull yourself together. 

“Tom, I cant begin to describe just how whole and loved I feel since you came into my life. I was so caught up with work, and school that I took life for granted. But since I met you, you have shown me what life is truly about. I had lost myself, and you brought me back.” Your voice was shaky, along with your breathing. “I love you so much, and I promise to continue putting us first. I promise to never go to bed angry and to do the dishes whenever you cook.” 

He let out a soft chuckle, his cheeks aching from smiling so much. 

“I love you.” He mumbled. 

“I love you too.” You whispered. 

The pastor asked for the rings to be slipped on. And though you were shaking, you were able to place it on to his finger. 

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“I now pronounce you Husband and Wife. You may now kiss the bride.” 

He cupped your face, and pulled you crashing his lips to yours. Cheers and laughter filled the air. You were both on cloud nine, not able to stop smiling. 

The night was nothing but laughter and smiles along with a few tears shed from family and friends. It was such a fairytale. From the first dance, to the speeches, to cutting the cake and dancing the night away with everyone. 

You and Tom would constantly get lost in each other, falling more and more in love. which you didn’t think was possible. 

But as hours passed, it was time to leave. 

Walking out, you were greeted by everyone lined up one each side with sparkles pointed high in the sky. It was such a bittersweet send off, but you were happy to spend alone time with Tom. 

You waved goodbye, still hand in hand as you walked down the short hill where your car waited. 

“I’ll race you.” You raised a brow at him. 

“Are you sure? With your heels?” He chuckled. 

You held on to his shoulder as you removed your shoes and held them in your hand. “Okay, go!” 

You both darted off down the grassy field. Laughing loudly, feeling the warm breeze breeze against you. 

Tom was the first to reach the car just a second before you. As he turned around, you ran straight into his arms. Squealing as you smiled from ear to ear. He lifted you off the ground and spun you around, pressing his lips to yours. 

Originally posted by mariaslittlestuff

“I love you, Y/N Hiddleston.” He whispered. 

“I love you too.”

The Tomcat and The Tie

Title: The Tomcat and The Tie

Multi/One Shot: One Shot

Genre: Comedy/Fluff/(maybe, slightly?)Erotica

Rating: M? (Please see the Author’s Warning below…)

Summary: OFC and Tom meet at a hotel where a birthday party is being held.  Assistance with a tie is needed…

Author’s Notes/Warning:  I am rating this as M upon the advice of my beta, spadesjade, who said it went from “hilarious and sweet to absolutely kinky in three seconds flat.”  That being said, this is not smut: there isn’t any explicit language or sexual acts, both characters are fully clothed.  BUT there is heavy innuendo, including references to what are normally viewed as D/s practices. Please proceed with caution.


Why couldn’t you have picked a nice run of the mill field, one that didn’t require contact with humans?

I asked myself this question again as I raced through the parking lot and into the hotel.  Late yet again.  It was always on my list of New Year’s Resolutions.  This year, I had made some progress for a few weeks.  By the time February rolled around, I was back to my old habits of getting distracted and allowing time to get away from me.

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How To Seduce A Writer

TITLE: How To Seduce A Writer


AUTHOR: winterheart17


GENRE: Romance, Drama

FIC SUMMARY: Loki and an OC writer are stuck together and neither one of them is too happy about it.  He attempts to seduce her using wise advice from Neil Gaiman.  Will he succeed?  And most importantly, does she want him to succeed?

Rating: T

Author’s Note: This isn’t quite the same as my usual, fluffy one shots.  I would love to get feedback regarding this piece.  Thank you for reading :)

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Oops, My Bed (one shot)

TITLE: Oops, My Bed
GENRE: fluff, romance
FIC SUMMARY: After tirelessly searching for a job, Erin landed a sweet secretary spot at a prestigious company. Erin and her friends celebrated at a hip club, which leads her to a one night stand with a dashing mysterious man, only to find out that he is her boss.
AUTHORS NOTES/WARNINGS: We all love businessman!Tom. If this is received well, then I might make it into a multichaptered fic. Enjoy!

 It was a dark and stormy night. But that didn’t deter my friends and me from celebrating. Dressed in a cute black halter dress, I donned matching black high heels and teardrop earrings with my hair swept to look effortless in a loose bun. It was party time and Denise, Michelle, Anna and Kayla wanted me to embrace my new independence and celebrate about getting a job, after 6 months unemployed and leeching off the money from the girls and my parents.

Of course, that meant going to one of the hippest clubs in London, and dancing. And drinks, a whole load of drinks. The club was fairly crowded, but not too crowded that I felt like suffocating, or I could throw up from the stench of people’s sweat and cologne assaulting my nose.

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“So there has been a rumor going around about you and Y/N going on secret dates and such. What do you have to say about that?” The interviewer asked.

Tom flashed a smile as he quickly adjusted his tie. “Uh well, she and I-she-Y/N is a great girl who is absolutely stunning. We enjoy each other’s company.” He shot his eyes up to the interviewer, and sucked in his lips, feeling the heat radiate off his body.

“So does that mean you two are just friends? Or?”

“Uh well, she and I are very close. I’ll just leave it at that.” He chuckled.


“Babe. Babe, it’s noon and you shouldn’t be sleeping in your suit,” you whispered, feeling Tom’s arm tighten around you as you whispered into his neck. He only groaned in response as your fingers drew figures into his skin. “Fine,” you sighed, letting yourself relax against him as your eyes closed, “both you and me deserve a few more hours.

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You stood across from him, holding the camera while your roommate, Jordan interviewed him.

“Can you tell us about any upcoming films you are participating in?” She asked, holding her cards as she stared intently at him.

He glanced over to you, and quickly licked his lips.

Damn he was beautiful. His accent, his eyes, his voice, and just about everything else lured you in. You tried to keep your eyes on the camera, but you couldn’t control meeting his gaze.

“Uh well-” he paused looking directly at you, trying to focus on one thought. But as you stood their, he couldn’t help but be mesmerized by you.

“I-I” he took in a deep breath, cursing at himself as he realized he had no idea what the question was. “I’m sorry. I can’t seem to focus.” He stated.
Tom turned to you once again, and smiled. “You’re just so beautiful.” He muttered.

As your cheeks grew bright red, and your stomach fluttered, your friend decided to butt in.

“Oh my god, you’re making her blush.” She cackled.

Tom glanced at her then back at you, letting out a laugh as the blood rushed up to his face.

“Might as well ask her out on a date now!” Jordan continued.

You smacked her arm, and scrunched your face to her. “Shut up.” You mouthed.

As Tom came down, he flashed a smile your way and nodded. “I was just about to ask you.”

Your heart was beating profusely as your mind races with a hundred thoughts.

“I’d love to get to know you.” He shyly smiled.

You swallowed hard and lightly bit on your lower lip. “I-I’d love that.” You whispered.


“Your majesty” you said in a low voice, head bowed as you sometimes sneaked glances at the back of your King.

He was back from the war and you had to say that you were - the least - relieved he was back in one piece.

You had come close to him before he left as you were ordered to be his private maid and you would be lying if you said that you did not love that job. Getting to be so close to him, while at the same time taking care of him was the best thing. Over time you were actually happy to say that you had gotten to know him better as he opened up more to you. You could not deny at least to yourself that you had feelings for the man but it something that could simply just not happen. He was a king and you were just one of the maids. Nobody important.

You couldn’t help the slight flutter of your heart, though, when you thought of how close you’d come to be and how much more you’d gotten to know of the man that you called king. He was simple and really kind at heart. He was sweet to you and you couldn’t stop the smile from your lips whenever he showed you that he cared about you.

“What have I told you?” his smooth voice broke you from your trail of thoughts.

He put two delicate fingers under your chin and lifted your head up so that you were looking at him. Your eyes locked with his beautiful blue orb and you instantly felt your breath catch on your throat.

“Henry” he said softly “It is Henry for you, my beautiful and delicate flower” he all-but-whispered, as he rubbed his thumb over your flushed cheek.

Terms and Conditions
One Shot
It’s always a good idea to go over the fine print when making bets with someone who loves playing with you as much as they love playing games with you.
Character: Tom Hiddleston
Genre: Smut
Rating: Mature/NSFW | Sex, Light BDSM, Teasing
A/N: Hey everyone! So instead of working on what I actually need to be working, I decided to write my first smut ever. So, uh, be kind, comments welcome and all that good stuff? I might split this up in to two parts depending on how long it gets, who knows? Yeah, this is definitely going to be two parts, so if you guys want part two, let me know?

The terms and conditions were simple. Ten minutes, bound to the head board, not a single sound. If you made a sound, time was up and who ever lasted the longest won. You weren’t new to Tom’s games, in fact, you dared to say that you loved them when you both started being more open in the bedroom. You came up with games too, of course, but somehow they never seemed as thrilling and daring as what he might concoct in that childish mind of his. For some reason though, he was being a little bit more cheeky about this game than normal, or at least you thought so, you couldn’t quite place your finger on it. But you could not argue with the opportunity to wreck him up first before he had a go at you. You liked to say you had the stronger resolve of the two of you.

So there he was, stripped down, sitting up against the head board with his hands bound to the edges, unable to make a single sound. The timer had started for the ten minutes and you were going to make him writhe in pleasure. You started slow, kissing, licking, pinching, the occasional scratch that you knew would drive him crazy. He was almost purple by the time you got down to where he needed you most, dripping over his stomach, but so far, he hadn’t made a single sound. You had to give him kudos for that, the insides of his cheeks must be raw by now with the heaving of his chest and the way his hands shook against the soft leather cuffs, but you were far from done and only three minutes in.

“I have to say Tom, you’re doing fairly well,” you cooed lightly as you seated yourself between his legs, his eyes dark and hooded as he focused on your every move, but he kept his mouth shut, earning a pout from your lips. “Aw, don’t be like that. How can I know if you like what I’m doing if you won’t talk to me,” you pouted at him all too innocently, and you had to hold back a giggle at the sharpness that came from his eyes, but they were quick to screw shut with flared nostrils as you started to stroke feather light touches up and down the underside of his length, feeling him twitch beneath your touch. He gritted his teeth and breathed heavily, and you could have sworn you heard him swallow a sound as you wrapped your hand around him, squeezing from base to head. “What was that? I couldn’t hear you,” you smiled with a bat of your eyes, and if looks could kill, you knew you’d be dead by now.

You squeezed and tugged and played with the tip, and then came the sucking, the licking, and the deep throating that you knew he absolutely couldn’t resist, but a slight panic started to kick in as he still had not made a single sound, and you had only two minutes left. You decided to pick it up and got him so close that he was all but screaming as his arms strained against the head board and his thighs shook, knowing that you’d been going so slow, you’d been building up for one of his best orgasms yet, or at least you’d like to think. With one final squeeze he came hard on your hand, his head thrown back so hard you could swear there would be a bump in a few hours, and his chest rose and fell in rapid breaths that came through gritted teeth, but even as you wrung him completely dry and rode him out for as long as he could go, not a single sound came from his lips, and the timer had gone off for a successful ten minutes.

You sat back on the edge of the bed as he came down from his high, a weight setting in your stomach. You thought sure you could have had him screaming by the time you got to around six or seven minutes, but he stayed completely quiet the whole time. “Don’t be too upset darling,” came his throaty voice as he swallowed, looking at you beneath sweaty bangs of his curly brunet hair, causing you to glare at him. “I’ll wear that pirate’s costume one day, rest assured, but that night won’t be on your terms like you’d planned,” he chuckled lightly as you huffed. “I’ve only been trying to get you to wear it for months now,” you grumbled through your teeth, crossing your arms over your bear chest. “Trust me when I say Y/N, it was quite difficult for me, you were driving me insane,” he breathed, gaining your attention at the compliments. “But alas, one of us is just a better player,” he said with a cheeky smirk and dark eyes with a tilt of his head. There it was, he could never let you have the final compliment. “Now, be a good kitten and come untie me. I do believe it’s your turn,” he almost purred, and you huffed again as you got up from the edge of the bed to move towards the cuffs, undoing only one. He could take care of the other one.

“Alright, so what do you get out of this now,” you asked crossly, watching him as he undid the other cuff and moved for you to come to his spot on the bed. “So curious, aren’t you? I’d venture to say that since you weren’t successful in your allotted time, that I’ve won this little game, so it doesn’t very much matter except for the fact that you’re going to abide by it,” he explained as you sat against the head board, though you were less than willing to give him your arms just yet. “Oh no, I get a chance to redeem myself. If I last, it’s a draw, and no one wins,” you shot back defensively, earning a chuckle from him as he stood from the bed. “Of course you do pet,” he agreed, holding out his hand for one of yours to put you in his same restraints. You hesitated though, looking up to him with a leer in your eyes. “I told you what I wanted if I won. What happens if you win,” you ask with an edge to your words, having not been given an answer all night. He pondered your question thoughtfully before taking your hand and shutting it securely in the cuff, rendering you now incapable of making too many more demands.

“For now, let’s just call it motivation for you not to make a single sound,” he smirked, moving to the other side of the bed to secure your other arm, but he could see the tentativeness in your eyes at his lack of information. “But if I last it doesn’t matter,” you countered, establishing the point again since he seemed to be doubting your ability to do so. He nodded though at your words, despite the small falter in your voice. Something about how calm he was being about all of this wasn’t sitting well with you, like he somehow knew something that you didn’t about how the next ten minutes were going to go. “That’s right. If.. you last,” he almost growled, pausing on the word ‘if’ to make sure you knew the possibility of that word. Your heart started to pick up as he came closer to you on the bed, his eyes dark and his lips lined with a mischievous smirk you knew all too well. What did you just get yourself into? “Good luck pet. Your time begins now,” he said with a wicked grin and a small peck on your nose, beginning the timer for ten minutes.

He started off slow, and for once, slow was okay with you. He sat beside you and started with small pecks before taking you in for a loving, passionate kiss, the kind that would normally have you weak at the knees and moaning for him to do something, but not this time. You had a resolve to keep. He moved passed your jaw and beneath your chin to your neck, and against your better judgement you naturally leaned to the side, giving him better access. You cursed yourself for it only a few seconds after as he licked a thin stripe from the base of your neck and shoulder all the way up behind your ear, making you shiver, and you could practically feel the smile on his lips. “You’re going to make this so easy for me, aren’t you,” he questioned with a smile on his lips, but you instead shot him a deadly glare. “Alright, alright. I’ll just have to see just how strong you’re going to be,” he chuckled, moving down the bed to between your legs, and with your eyes set on him, you were ready for his worst.

He started with feather light touches as his fingers skated up your legs from your ankles, raising goosebumps on your skin in his wake. He moved with his hands, coming to the top of your knees, and with his forefinger and his thumb he squeezed, causing you to jump. 'He wouldn’t dare’ you glowered as you kept a firm glare on him, his eyes gauging your every reaction as his hands moved up your legs again to the tops of your thighs, giving another squeeze. You squirmed only a little then, not being able to help the natural reaction to one of your ticklish spots, but the devilish smirk on his face as he ignored the V between your legs and continued up your hips caused your eyes to go from firm to helpless. 'He’s a child! This is low even for him,’ you seethed as his hands came and rested on your sides beneath your ribs. He saw the change in your eyes, and his expression changed too, from that smirk to a childish toothy grin as his fingers ghosted over your skin, causing you to lightly squirm beneath his touch.

“What? We didn’t say this wasn’t fair game,” he almost giggled as he gripped your hips between his legs, rendering you immobile as he dug his fingers into your sides. Your legs kicked behind him and your arms pulled at the restraints, anything to try and get away from the assault on your ticklish spot as you tried to squirm under his weight. Not being able to move at all only made it worse as his fingers moved up and down between your hips and your ribs, relentlessly using your weakness against you. Your eyes screwed shut as you tried not to focus your nerve endings betraying you, turning your face away from him as you bit on the inside of your cheek, anything to keep you from letting out a shriek. This went on until you were red in the face trying to hold it in, your breath heaving, but after what seemed far longer than necessary, he released his grip on you, the assault ending.

Your skin crawled as you shivered, trying to ebb the feeling away as you breathed deeply trying to compose yourself. He sat back from you then on his heels, watching your trembling body with still that childish grin on his face. “I’m impressed. That usually gets you,” he said, genuinely for what it was worth. You dared to look at him then with your deadliest glare, promising that he would pay deeply for this, but instead he only tsked at you, disappointed. “I’m afraid that means drastic measures though kitten. I’m sorry it had to come to this,” he said in his best mock disappointed voice as he moved from the bed. You glanced at the timer on the bedside table, what time could he have for 'drastic measures’ in six and a half minutes. You had to venture that you were doing good so far, he hadn’t even really touched you yet and you hadn’t made a sound. And if he was going to be all bark and no bite, how hard could this be?

You were confident in this for all of two seconds before you saw him move to the bedside drawer, and you instantly felt your stomach drop. Your eyes went wide as you watched him pull out the black silk blindfold you two used and you looked at him incredulously as he moved towards you, shaking your head. He held it out, watching you with a devious grin as you went to open your mouth, but he paused, raising an eye brow, waiting for you to speak. “What? What was that,” he teased, but you closed your mouth again not daring to let your voice betray you. Instead though you stared between him and the blindfold, wondering if he could actually be serious. This was cheating. “Oh if only you could protest, but you can’t without losing. But I would like to bring up that we never agreed that we couldn’t use.. other methods,” he said, and before you could protest with a shocked glare, he slipped the blindfold over your head, and you were left to darkness, but not silence.

You listened carefully above your own erratic breathing as he dared to rummage for something else in the drawer, and you knew there were only three more things in there. A silk scarf that you typically used as a gag, but that would defeat the purpose here, a small paddle which you were really in no position for him to use effectively on you, and… He wouldn’t… You heard him chuckle to yourself as you started to tremble, hearing a small 'click’ before the sound of vibrations filled the air around you. He would. You instantly started to fight against the head board again as you crossed your legs tight, trying anything and everything to prevent what was most likely about to be your end. “Now darling, don’t be a sore loser. Next time you’ll just have to be more specific on the rules,” he said and you could just hear that cheeky superior grin on his face. You wanted to scream at him and tell him it wasn’t fair, that he was cheating, but you didn’t want to lose that way, although your chances of winning seemed pretty slim now.

You could hear it getting closer, on the softest setting. He was not going to make this easy on you. Just hearing it though you could feel the slickness between your legs getting worse at knowing what those vibrations could do to you. There were three settings, for low, medium, and high, and then the one you always saved for last, the pulsating vibrations, and just the thought of it between your legs was enough to make you groan, but you couldn’t, you wouldn’t. You felt the bed sink beside you from his weight, and he was going to use every liberty he could, taking the tip of it down from behind your ear to the base of your neck, making you squirm under the touch as he brought it to each hardened nipple at your chest. He’d hold it there for a few moments, tweaking the other with his fingers, just enough to get you panting and squirming with the uncertainty of what he was going to do next behind the blindfold, but you had a pretty clear idea, even as you kept your legs closed shut like a vice.

From between your breasts he trailed it down your skin lightly, feeling goosebumps rise on your skin, all the way down your abdomen and your stomach, to the V between your hips, and despite your closed legs, the smoothness of the vibrator and the betrayal of your own arousal allowed him to slide it just so between your thighs, causing you to throw your head back. You couldn’t know how much time you had left, four minutes? Three minutes? But if you could keep your legs closed, maybe, just maybe you could stand a chance. He wasn’t going to let down that easy though as he began to move it in slow circles between your thighs, gauging your reaction to see when he might have hit that particularly sweet spot. Tilting it ever so slightly upward, you jumped at having it come in contact with your throbbing clit, having been without stimulation this entire time, well into having had him tied up on the bed, and he chuckled darkly. “Ah, there it is. I knew your body would betray you,” he laughed, moving the device again in those same circles but knowing now where your bud was amongst your skin.

He dared to turn the device up to it’s second setting and tilted it again, coming in contact with your clit as he started to move it up and down, creating that sweet friction that you had so desired, but needed more of. He took it achingly slow though moving it over your clit, waiting till you were writhing from the contact before slowly helping you ease your legs open, your muscles becoming weak and your mind becoming foggy. Your resolve was slipping, you couldn’t let that happen, but the feeling was too good between your legs, your body couldn’t be denied the pleasure any more. With your legs spread wide for him, he moved between them with the device clutched in his hands, moving between your folds, under your clit, ignoring the bud now, but he knew you wouldn’t last much longer as he lined your slit with the vibrations, watching your strain against the cuffs and your chest heave with heavy breaths. Your mouth was closed tight and your head shook from side to side, trying to fight your need to mewl and scream against the vibrations between your legs.

“This is as torturous for me as it is for you pet. I must say you’re doing much better than I’d thought. Two and a half minutes left,” came Tom’s voice, and you could hear how husky his voice was at watching you, knowing he must be hard again by now, but that didn’t matter. All that mattered was that two and a half minutes left, but you had just forgotten about what else the device could do before he slid it into your heat with ease, and turned it up to the third setting. Your body convulsed with the sudden intense vibrations surging inside of you as you adjusted to the size, listening to it as he pulled it in and out of your slit, creating more friction. Your teeth were gritted together painfully now as your arms shook against the restraints, and you weren’t sure how much longer you could last. You couldn’t tell if you actually were doing good or if he was letting you do good up until now, but all bets were off as he switched to the final pulse setting and rested it inside of you, tilting up against that delicious spot against your walls. Each pulse sent a new wave of incredible pleasure through your body as your body moved with it, your hips bucking up with each pulse. He started to rub against that spot as he brought his thumb down on your clit, putting pressure on the ignored bud, and as soon as he started to rub up and down on the nerves there, you screamed.

Not seconds later your vision went white behind the darkness of the blindfold, and you squealed at the convulsions of your body releasing your orgasm, and he rode out your high for you with the vibrator buried inside you and his thumb drawing quick circles on your clit, and just as you had come down from your high, the timer rang. “I do believe that is game, set, and match,” Tom smirked as the vibrator left you, leaving you empty as your body trembled in the aftermath of your orgasm. He switched it off and removed your blindfold to reveal sharp eyes glaring daggers at him.

“You cheating bastard,” you seethed, your chest heaving and your skin slicked with a thin layer of sweat, but Tom only looked at you with an innocent gaze, his eyes wide at your words. “Cheating? I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he feigned with a hand on his chest over his heart, as if he might actually be hurt at your harsh words. “We didn’t say we could use anything else,” you shot back. “We also didn’t say that we couldn’t use anything else,” he retorted, that cheeky grin back on his face at how easy it was to throw your own words back at you. “So what? You had to use 'other methods’ to make sure you won because you knew you couldn’t do it by yourself,” you countered, knowing exactly how to get under his skin. He had barely touched you in the expert way you knew he could, so did he really have to use something else to make sure he won? You had to laugh with yourself at the cleverness of your words, but they were met with a dark glare from his eyes that made your breath catch in your throat, and before you knew what happened your bum was perched on his thighs, your legs in the air resting on his shoulders, and his straining red cock was just above your still throbbing core.

“You’re going to regret that with what I’d had planned for my victory kitten,” he growled before easily thrusting into you due to your release, causing you to squeal at being so suddenly filled again. Any thought you might have had to question his threat left you as he began thrusting hard and steady into you, the angle allowing him to hit deeper with each thrust. He angled his hips upward after a few thrusts to make sure he hit that sweet spot against your walls, and feeling him brush and throb against you caused your body to tremble as you gave out a small stream of curses, begging him not to stop. His thrusts began to grow uneven as you continued to struggle and fight against your restraints, only wanting to touch him and run your fingers down his arms after having been denied mobility for so long, but you couldn’t form the words to ask him to release you as he brought one hand down to your clit, pinching the bud and making you cry out before applying a pressure that tilted you over the edge. Your walls contracted around him as you came, and the squeeze of your muscles caused him to grunt before releasing inside of you, his thrusts slowing before he slid out and let you down gently.

You were both heaving, sweaty messes as he moved to release you from the head board, and as you moved you winced at how sore you felt from being restrained, but Tom took care in being gentle with you as he placed soft kisses on your shoulders. However, despite how tender he was being, there was still the whole matter of what this night was actually for. You two made a bet, he never told you want he wanted, but he did cheat, would he accept that? You weren’t going to let yourself lose so easily, especially since you should have been able to use some of your 'other methods’. Before you could say much on the subject though, he got up and headed towards the bathroom for a shower you presumed, and you couldn’t ignore that a shower sounded nice.

You waited for him for only a few minutes before he was done and out, but you were drowsy and drifting off by that point before forcing yourself into the shower. By the time you were finished, your hair fresh and your skin clean of sweat, he was asleep amongst the covers, and your eyes felt heavy when you came onto the bed with him. You wanted to know what his side of the bet was, and to fight that you weren’t going to do it because he cheated, but you just felt so tired… Perhaps it could wait till the morning?

Original Art by: hiddles-and-a-cuppa-tea

Summary: Modern Actor Tom is intrigued by a woman whilst on holiday in a small California university town and follows her into an enchanted bookstore.

Genre: Romance/Comedy/Drama

Rating: T **NOTE** This story has a subtle D/s aspect, but does not contain explicit scenes.

Each entry is as follows:  Chapter # - Title (POV)

*Please note that all chapters are written in 1st person and vary from Tom’s POV to the OFC’s POV*

Chapter 1 - The Beginning (Tom) - Chapter 2 - First Impressions (Her) - Chapter 3 - Leap (Tom) - Chapter 4 - Fall (Her) - Chapter 5 - Confession (Tom) - Chapter 6 - Bare (Tom) - Chapter 7 - Learning (Her) - Chapter 8 - This Is Me (Her) - Chapter 9 - Favor (Her) - Chapter 10 - Discovery (Tom) - Chapter 11 - Answer (Tom) - Chapter 12 - Look (Her) - Chapter 13 - Brave (Tom) - Chapter 14 - Craving (Tom) - Chapter 15 - Steps (Her) - Chapter 16 - Advance (Her) - Chapter 17 - Revelation (Her) - Chapter 18 - Navigation (Tom, but a smidgen of Her) - Chapter 19 - Battle (Tom) - Chapter 20 - Grow (Her) - Chapter 21 - Gift (Her) - Chapter 22 - Snow (Her) - Chapter 23 - Joy (Her) - Chapter 24 - More Than Once (Shared POV) - Chapter 25 - Crafting (Her POV) - Chapter 26 - Bubbles (Her POV) - Chapter 27 - Above (Tom’s POV) - Chapter 28 - Love (Her POV) - Chapter 29 - Thinking (Tom’s POV) - Chapter 30 - Guidance (Tom’s POV) - Chapter 31 - Feeling (Her POV) - Chapter 32 - Chance (Tom’s POV) - Chapter 33 - Bestow (Tom’s POV) - Chapter 34 - Accept (Tom’s POV) - Chapter 35 - Brothers (Her POV) - Chapter 36 - Weaving (Tom’s POV) -Chapter 37 - Decision (Tom’s POV) - Chapter 38 - Choose (Shared POV) - Chapter 39 - Ask (Shared POV) - Chapter 40 -Yes (Tom’s POV) - Chapter 41 - Talk (Tom’s POV) -  Chapter 42 - Reunion - Chapter 43 - One Minute