Teacher. Lover. Maniac.

When you exited the car, you blandly noticed you were at his house and didn’t think much of it, but you felt a worry seep in the back of your mind, you felt as if you shouldn’t be here, especially if you were engaged. At the thought you immediately swallowed back any concern and carried on with that same rage that made you attack Michael so deviously. You sighed and you hadn’t realised you were drifting off into your own world when you heard Tom let out a small boyish laugh. You glanced over and he leaned against the car, looking so ponderously at you with one hand propping his head up holding the keys loosely with his other resting smoothly on the sleek black roof of the car. You became suspicious from his amusement and turned to face him with arms crossed over your chest. “What?” You kept a straight face but once he smiled with shyness, showing his pearly teeth, you couldn’t help but smile along. He tried to hide ‘I know something you don’t’ smile, and just like that he kept a poker face, but you could read the entertainment he gained from this information in his glistening eyes. You narrowed your eyes at him to demand a response. “It’s funny... You’re supposed to be engaged with this millionaire that could make you happy for the rest of your life and you’re here with me.”

This took you by complete surprise and you felt your face stiffen after your smile had recoiled. You looked down in almost shame and a long silence hung among you both, which felt like a long minute but it was quickly broken as he hopped up the stairs that led to his large front door, the jingle of his keys and click of the lock encouraged you to look up. He had his back turned to open the door but he turned his head to catch your eye and he winked, you finally allowed smile to crack your sad face, this allowed him to smile again, only a more manly smile than a boys. You followed him as he slipped into the shadow of his large domain. You became frustrated a bit as you still weren’t accustomed to his house as he always liked to play a hide and seek game before he would sneak up with pleasurable intentions... When you stepped in, you were a bit lost, but recognised the large wooden interiors. You stopped for a second to close the door without looking back and listen to the silence, or rather for his footsteps or creaks in the floorboards. This time you thought you’d find him first, so you tried to call out “He’s a billionaire by the way!” “Is he now?” You thought long moments would go by but instead you were startled by his immediate response, even jumped a little as you saw him pass by the hall you were in as he was removing his shirt from his arms after slinging it over his head, you glanced at his bare body for a moment as he slowly walked across the doorway and when you reached his eyes he had a dark sin churning behind his innocent blue iris’. You smiled with a lust and he returned it with the same as he disappeared beyond the wall as he kept walking.

You followed after him slowly and traced your fingers against the grainy wall “And he’s good looking!” You tried to challenge again. You neared the edge of the corner where the front hall/lobby turned into the main hall and expected him to be showing his bare back as he kept walking to the room at the end of the hall. Instead it was empty and you raised an eyebrow to question where on Earth he had gone. “Really?” You heard his husky, deep voice rumble in his chest behind you but before you could turn, he hooked an arm around your waist and pulled you back around the corner and pressed you hard against the wall, leaving no time to spare to let you catch your breath as he slammed his lips so greedily over your own and gulped every essence of you, sucked in the test of your lips and mouth as he shifted to urge his tongue in like a hungry, or thirsty animal who’s been starved. His hand still rested on the small of your back as he began to lean in closer, his chest tight against yours, feeling your hands make their way up to his shoulder blades as they skimmed over top of his hot naked skin.

You felt your face began to grow hot as your body wanted more. Soon he lead his hand to cup your face and entangle his fingers in your hair, as they got caught in the occasionally knot, he slightly pulled and pressed his lips against you harder and get his tongue deeper as his body tried the same. When he finally pulled back to let you catch your breath he glazed over your eyes, you could feel yourself already burn inside and yearned for more, “You’re just lucky you have that ridiculous red hair of yours otherwise—“ He chuckled at your comment and quickly smothered your last words in another passion filled kiss. You could feel him harden against you as his hips sunk into yours, pressing you harder into the wall, ensuring you have nowhere else to go with such temptations.

It felt like an hour this before he hoisted you up on his hips and carried you up the stair case, still landing sloppy kisses over your mouth, but you could feel sensitivity arise as every touch of his rosy lips felt so long and precise. It wasn’t long until he reached his bedroom and slammed you against his bed. You giggled as he did so and you quickly began to remove your school uniform. As you slid your sweater over your head, he unbuckled his belt and then you proceeded to unbutton your shirt, he helped with this but only stopped half way as he gripped your hands tightly to pin them above your head as you laid on the bed and he pressed over top of you. He sneaked a quick kiss but pulled away immediately when you kissed back. As he pulled away enough so you could see each other’s faces, he smiled darkly and you returned it with a challenge smile. “You know I’ve been thinking of having you beg for forgiveness on your knees, but I suppose your back would be better.” You smiled at what he was implying, and tried to conceal the little fear you had as you knew it was going to hurt a little. You didn’t care anyhow; you wanted to start becoming more experienced just to please him.

In thinking what you could possibly do to ensure he gained enough pleasure, you wanted to let him do anything, but you felt you didn’t want him to get it too easily. In this instance, you completely forgot about the rest of the world right now and only wanted this, for him. So you thought you’d tease him as he’s always seemed to enjoy the frisky you, which you’ve never showed until the time at the Lake. You wrapped your legs around his waist and pulled, making sure his lower body came so close to yours and his upper did the same, almost allowing your lips to touch if it wasn’t for your plot to tease. You met his eyes again as they wandered from his lips to his torso then back to his eyes, “well, I believe I’ve never begged in my life, and I don’t believe you can make me” You challenged with a devilish wink. He smiled as he licked his bottom lip and met his with yours on a crash course down. Now his body pinned yours to the bed, absolutely sure you won’t be able to wiggle free, his hands still vice like grips on your wrists. He slithered his body more parallel to yours as you let his tongue in to fight yours, you tried to push his tongue back into his own mouth, but you weren’t successful as you became distracted when his hands shifter, encasing both your wrists into one of his large, slender hands and the other made its way to your sides. He noticed you still had your skirt on and began to unbutton it and dropped it to the floor, followed by the slow pull of your stockings from your side. He moved out of the side so your legs could help tug them off your feet as he forced his tongue over and over in your mouth, making you salivate in how much you wanted him, how much he wanted you.

He slipped himself back in between your legs as he grazed your sides then slipping two fingers under the seams of your underwear and pulled down. Your face started to get hot and you could feel your breathing get heavier, but you also noticed he was keeping calm, steady breaths with each stroke of his tongue. He stopped for a moment to follow on his pattern to your neck, having a little bite here and there before your garments were completely off. Suddenly you felt his nibbles became full bites as his hand slipped from the outside of your leg to the inside and then finally grasping your hip, pressing his thumb while stroking on your V-line. You let out a heavy sigh and titled your head back as much you could as you lay on the bed, he neared his thumb closer and closer to that sensitive area you weren’t all that familiar of touching yourself. You could feel the absence of his hand as it left your skin on your hips but quickly came back as his middle and index finger stroked over you as gently as his thumb had on your abdomen. He stroked ever so slowly and gracefully, over and over, you felt your face become flushed as he continued his pattern so eloquently. You tried to breathe calmly but couldn’t as his mere touch start to drive you out of civility. Your hips start to move with the pattern as he stroked on, you arched your back, sub-consciously wanting him to enter, not thinking that Tom was in fact giving you the tease you intended for him.

It was as if he could read your mind as his middle finger made its way inside you as it did with the pattern. You moaned when his finger pushed in, pulling out and pushing in again. You hadn’t actually knew what the term ‘wet’ meant in this kind of situation, but when you felt Tom’s finger thrust in, you knew exactly why it was that word. You felt so weak to give in like this, but you wouldn’t want it any other way, especially if it was Tom.

It felt like you were beginning to sweat and when you opened your eyes, you didn’t notice the absence of Tom’s body over you, or his hands missing on your wrists. He was standing upright, craned a bit so his hand kept in that area and the other pulled your hips into it. He had a wicked smile spreading on his face and you smiled in return but lazily, as all you wanted to feel was him inside you. He kept his controlled pattern, after a short moment he smiled more amused than wicked you tried to concentrate on making words but came out weakly “...What?” He leaned over top of you, one hand craning him on the bed and the other so comfortably giving you pleasure. “You’re adorable when you’re all pleasured as such.” You giggled slightly but sucked in air as his pattern changed to harder strokes. Your body tensed as that same feeling started to come back, that burning in your stomach, the pulse of your heart growing stronger in your ears.

Quickly he pulled his finger out, he must have noticed you were on the edge and you let out a long breath, as if out of relief. He knelt down and you looked at him with question, You weren’t sure if he was serious or not, you heard guys, and the occasional crass girls who talked about THIS kind of stuff but you weren’t sure if it was an actual thing. You must have looked a bit out of secure as he clutched your thighs in his hands as he chuckled with that dark smile again “Don’t look so alarmed, my Dear, I would only want to give you pleasure. Especially pleasures you never knew you liked”. You held your breath and shut your eyes tight as he neared you, you weren’t sure if it was going to hurt or not since you’ve never actually done anything of the likes, but you gasped as his tongue did the same motions as his middle finger did, only it felt better somehow. You could feel his tongue flick over you for every stroke up, and you couldn’t help but squirm as that same heat stirred your insides and the pulse began again.

You began to pant and he started to laugh. “Oh GOD!” you managed out of breathless words when the vibrations from his chest made solid form inside you. You wriggled and arched your back from what he was giving you. It was insane, you never thought that this is what they were talking about, but you were somehow sure that they have never done it, considering how crudely they were speaking of something that made you feel like... There were just no words to cover what you were feeling! You moaned and bit down on your lip to stop a scream from escaping but let out a desperate whimper. You could feel the smile play on his lips as he tightened his grip around your thighs, attempting to keep you still. You couldn’t help it. After so many of these strokes, he entered with his tongue and it felt just like your deep, passionate kisses, only, more lustful. You felt the burn well up in your stomach and it felt like you were holding it in from something, but weren’t sure, so, after his tongue had done some good long, playful strokes, you let it go and a loud moan came from it as well. You clutched the bed sheets with such ferocity your nails almost ripped holes in them, you arched your back so much, Tom was almost crouched over you, everything felt so distant as the feeling swept over you for a long moment.

Finally you let out desperate breaths for air and relaxed your body, and he let you down slowly, with an accomplished smile over his face. He wiped his bottom lip and played his finger over your thigh as you tried to get your breath back. “I think you were just going to start begging there?” He smiled at you and you laughed fruitfully. “Ah! But I didn’t, did I?” You challenged again, He broadened his smile and scooped you by slipping your legs over his hips when he pounced on the bed, pushing you on the bed further as he smiled keeping his eyes on a shift from your eyes to your lips. You could feel his hard flesh pressed against you as he crouched over you. “I don’t know, your body said differently, especially with those sounds you were making.” He winked at you and you giggled as you felt your cheeks go red from an embarrassed blush.

“And what sounds were those?” You pretended poorly that you didn’t make any sounds but you were well aware that you’ve never sounded so sexual with those kinds of sounds in your life. He narrowed his eyes with a smile that didn’t match his interrogating look. “I think I can make you do them again if you would like to hear?” You knew what he was implying but you were still surprised as he managed himself inside you again, you were taken by surprise, but you didn’t really care at the impulsive entry. You gasped for air as he pulled out and thrust in deep the first go. You felt that pinch again and bit your lip to force back a whelp and came out with a tiny whimper again. With one of his hands he cradle your head as his head burrowed it’s way in between your neck and shoulder and breathed in sharply, his other pulled you into his thrust. All the while, you felt that heat build again, you didn’t think it possible but could you really have this feeling twice in once night?

He thrust again, harder and faster than the one before, and much more so then his fingers had done. You grabbed for his shoulders and pulled him down so your chest’ pressed each other, biting his shoulder for comfort. He thrust again and you moaned as you felt the pinch turn into, what felt like an over fill of thick liquid spill, but it was just a sensation. You hoped anyway. But it felt incredible anyhow, it was overwhelming as his hard flesh pressed more firmly inside you, and you hadn’t thought it possible for a man to get harder after the first erection, but evidently, it was possible. You could feel him begin to sweat and noticed that you yourself joined not shortly after. You moaned as his flesh grew harder and harder and your nails found their way into his back. He let out long sighs after every full thrust he gave into you and continued on.

You felt that burning sensation build only hotter this time and you felt like this time you wouldn’t be able to control when it would burst. Your breathing started to become much more shorter and desperate for air as it was ready to wave over your body as it did before only moments ago, but his pattern began to get slower, and like before, it’s as if he read your mind, giving you that tease that you would have intended for him. His pattern almost came to a stop, only giving into a few thrusts every thirty seconds or so you guessed. He pulled back just enough to whisper in your ear with a poisonous rasp “Had enough yet?” You could only let out that weak moan as he gave you a violent thrust. You tried to find the words but you knew that you would only beg, and you didn’t want to give in so easily. He chuckled as he burrowed his face in your hair on your neck then came back to your ear again, “How easily I could give you the pleasure you want...” He pushed inside again, feeling that sensation where that pinch was earlier you groaned as his flesh started to feel overwhelming, you felt yourself tighten around him, or again he started to get bigger.

“Mmmm... You really don’t want to beg, do you my Dear?” He thrust again, now you could at least think that his pattern was beginning to come back, but it still wasn’t the pace that could lead you to that feeling again. You moaned once more, and he hissed in your ear with a dark amusement “Oh I want you to suffer like this, just as you had made me suffer.” He chuckled darkly and you couldn’t handle it anymore, you wanted it so bad again, that feeling, that immense pleasure he gave you so, out of your own will, it slipped out “Please...” and at that his pace quickened gradually until it was at the stage where you were on the edge, you felt it build so quickly, ready to burst so fast you let out loud moans, and you felt his smile as he moved his hips against yours, thrusting aggressively into you, attempting to give you everything of his hard flesh.

When you felt yourself rimming the edge of that feeling you groaned, gripping his shoulders tightly as he clenched a bundle of the sheets into his fist and the other tangled as it forced your hips deeper into his movements. You felt the pinch come back but only slightly as he began to grunt. At this point you realised he was indulging himself with you. He moaned and grunted and groaned and muffled harsh breaths. It was as if he was trying his hardest to get it out of him, and you were just on the edge as well. He managed his hand from your waist to your sides as he rocked his hips back and forth into you and you bucked your hips to his movements, moving in unison. He slid hand to cup your breast and used his thumb press over your nipple, circling it a bit as his mouth caressed your neck with an animalistic greed. You started to lose it, that feeling finally burst and swept over, your whole body was hot again, everything was numb except pleasure, bliss, lust seemed to fill your veins, your pores, your flesh as his flesh grew tighter and tighter as your body tensed again. You moaned and whimpered and finally felt a warmness you’ve never experienced as you tightened around him, his flesh was so hot, and your own felt so cool compared to his.

You titled your head back and he rocked his hips smoothly, he was on the edge, you could tell, you knew it, and you were still in that sensation, the heat, the numbness besides for all that pleasure, all that ecstasy. You let out a long sigh and managed enough air “... Mis—ter... Hiddleston...” He grunted as you said so and his last few thrusts were harder, faster and more aggressive as he moaned. He burrowed his face deep into your neck and bit quite hard, you felt a hot sensation spread inside you, ooze inside you. It was smooth, and added to the pleasure that was encasing your body. His hand managed its way back to your hip as that splurge of heat combusted inside you and his other hand lay beside you, tightening its grip on the sheets. You whimpered his name again, in that sense he liked “...Mister Hiddleston...” He sighed as you did so and he thrust a few more times, this time more smoothly than the others and you could feel him inside you, you could feel his muscle relax as you both drifted.

You were exhausted, both in cold sweat, both panting. You played your fingers on his back as he did on your thigh and traced your fingers into his auburn hair as you felt your bodies limp with only the movement of your chests expanding and shrinking and your hand playing through his hair as you gazed out the window into the star and snow filled sky. Your eyelids grew heavier as his breaths grew longer. And finally, your mind drifted into black.