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Meeting Tom	By : annerp Category: Individual Celebrities > Tom Hiddleston Views: 3000 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not know Tom Hiddleston, or his assistant Luke.I do not own the Avengers or the character Loki and have no affiliations.This is a work of fiction and I make no money from it. Any resemblance to original characters is purely coincidence

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Chapter 2

The drive home was just as long as you figured it would be. Luckily traffic wasn't too bad. You made it home in just over 6 hours with 1 stop for lunch.   When you get home, you are busy unloading the car, checking on your cat, and getting laundry going. When you finally get a chance to sit down you realize your phone battery is dead and put it on the charger.   After about an hour, you pick it up and turn it back on only to see 3 text messages from Tom.

Hey how was the drive-T

Make it home yet?-T

Hello?-T

You quickly type a response and send it

Sorry, my phone was dead. Made it home in good time, traffic was light.

You feel a little touched that he actually checked on you. Again not sure where this was all going.

Your phone buzzes almost immediately. Good I was getting worried.-T

I have to work late, can I text you tonight?-T

Sure

You are giddy thinking about the prospect of texting with him again later.

It's 10:30pm and your phone buzzes. Your stomach does a little flip. Sure enough it's Tom.

Hey, you awake?-T

Yep, just settling into bed. Me and my cat. LOL

Well at least you aren't alone.-T

True, it's nice to have someone to cuddle up with.

What are you up to tomorrow?-T

I have to work tomorrow. 8:30-5:30. Hoping for a nice smooth day, but it's usually busy on after I have been off for a few days. What are you doing tomorrow?

Flying back home. I've been here a few weeks and I'm ready to go home for a little break.-T

Oh, ok. You send back feeling a little dejected.

What's that? Are you going to miss me?-T

Hahahahahaha-T

Nah, I‘ve got my cat to keep me company. ;-)

I better get to sleep. Work in the morning and all.

Ok. Goodnight.-T

Goodnight.

You put your phone away and lay there trying not to be upset about him going back home. You just met him and don't even know him. You're being silly feeling like this.

The next day you get another text from Tom

Hey. What are you doing? -T

Working. Nothing fun. You?

Layover in NY-T

Sounds fantastic. How do you stand all the excitement? Lol.

Mostly listen to music and BS with Luke -T

How is Luke?

He's good. He says Hi.-T

Tell him I said Hi too. When does your flight leave?

In about an hour. Heading to board the plane now.-T

What are you planning to do once you get home?

Not a lot. Visit my family. Try to get some rest.-T

You're close to your family?

My mom and sisters yes. Not as much with my dad. what about you?-T

Not much family really. Erica and Karen. That's about it.

And my cat. Of course.

Of course. Can't forget the cat.-T

I better go. Have to get boarded soon. Talk to you later?-T

Sure. Have a safe flight.

You set your phone aside smiling to yourself. The rest of your day goes quickly and you head out to pick up Erica from her friends house, then head home.

Two days later you get a call from Tom a little after 8am. You rush to answer the phone so you don't miss him. "Hello."

"Anna?" he asks

"Yeah, it's me." You respond.

"How are you?"

"Good, just getting ready to leave for work soon."

"Sounds like fun," he says.

"It's ok. The office is busy right now so the days go fast." is your answer. "What have you been doing?"

"Sleeping mostly. Going out to see my sister and her family tonight."

"That's good. I'm sure they missed you." You say "When do you start back working?"

"In 2 weeks I start shooting. Take about 3 months."

"3 months huh?" you say disappointed.

"Yeah. I've had a lot of projects lined up for awhile. After that I get a small break then I'm back at it again until March."

"Wow. That has to be hard on your relationships." You venture.

"I suppose it would be." he responds almost wistfully. "I better let you get going. Talk to you later."

"Bye Tom."

"Bye Anna."

You disconnect the call and fall back on your bed giddy with excitement. You feel like a teenager. So excited that he called.

Over the next couple of months you text and call back and forth with Tom almost every day. Just casual conversation, joking with each other, even flirting at times. He is funny and entertains you with his impersonations and stories about some of his Co stars and adventures on set. He sends you funny pictures and selfies in various places, usually with that huge trademark grin on his face. Although you don’t like taking pictures you send him photos in return. It's surprising how natural it feels. Like you two have been long time friends. You love the sound of his voice and find that you miss him on days you don't hear from him.

Then one day he texts and tells you he is coming to the United States for a short visit to audition for a part. Your heart skips a beat. What is he saying? Will he want to see you? You know you want to see him, but can't bring yourself to say it. After all what do you have to offer him? You still aren't even sure why he talks to you anyway. He tells you he will be arriving a week from Thursday and has an event to attend that Friday night. For just a moment you think/hope he is going to ask you to go with him. He ends the conversation without asking and you go to bed feeling hurt and silly. You're glad you have been texting so he can't hear the disappointment in your voice. That night you lie in bed and cry silent tears. Feeling foolish. Why would you be so stupid? You let your imagination run away with itself and fooled yourself into believing there could be something between you two.

Over the next week you keep up a happy pretense. Acting like everything is great. He texts you when he lands in LA to let you know he made it. You're glad he made it safe and wish you could see him. The next day is his event. You don't normally check out that type of thing, but you look online anyways just to see a current picture of him dressed up. What you see breaks your heart. The first thing that pulls up is titled "Is this Tom's new love?" and it is accompanied by a picture of Tom with his arm around a beautiful young blonde, laughing as though he hadn't a care in the world. And of course, why would he? He is young, handsome, rich and has a beautiful blonde on his arm. You shut down your computer and go to bed.

You can't stop the hot tears that stream down your face. After a while you drift off to a fitful sleep. You wake up the next morning when your phone buzzes. It's Tom. You look at it and start to respond. Typing out several different messages, then deleting each one. Finally you put the phone down with a sigh and don't send anything. Deciding to go out for a bike ride, you pull your hair back in a pony tail then throw on your bike shorts and a T-shirt. Your phone buzzes again as you are putting on your shoes.   Turning it off and leaving it on the counter you check in on Erica. She is still asleep so you head out the door for a nice ride to clear your head. You stay out until you are tired and your muscles are sore. It's hotter now and you could use a shower

When you get home you see Erica is awake. Up and playing on her laptop. You greet her and put your bike away. She is going to her dad's later in the afternoon for the night

After your shower you turn your phone back on and see you have several messages from Tom. Asking how you are and if you are there. Again you set it down and walk away. You're just not ready to deal with what you are feeling right now.   Mostly you feel foolish for thinking there could ever be anything between you and Tom. Although you don't want to admit it, you have developed feelings for him over the past few months. Around dinner time your phone rings. It's an unknown number so you answer.

"Hello?"

"Hey, it's me?"

"Tom?"

"Yeah, why haven't you been answering my messages all day?" he asks

You don't answer right away. You can already feel the tears threatening to start. Clearing your throat, you say "I just didn't feel like talking."

"Is everything alright? You sound upset." he actually sounds concerned.

"I'm fine" you lie, voice cracking "I really can't do this right now, I have to go," You hang up the phone before he can say anything else.

The tears start to fall for real when your phone buzzes. It's Tom.

Not sure what is going on. Hope you are alright. It's ok if you don't want to talk tonight, but can we please talk tomorrow morning? Around 8? Please?-T

Sure you hurriedly send back before throwing yourself on your bed sobbing into your pillow.

The next morning you wake up just after 7 and hop in the shower. Your stomach is in knots thinking about Tom. Wondering if he will call and dreading the conversation if he does. You spend extra time under the hot water letting it ease your stress. When the water starts to run cold you quickly wash your hair and get out. Looking in the closet you decide on a pair of comfortable jeans and one of your favorite fitted button up shirts in gray.

Looking up at the clock you realize it's now 8:20 and he isn't going to call. Your stomach starts to hurt when you think about how you messed up your friendship by being so insecure and needy.   A knock at the door shakes you out of your thoughts. You don't usually answer the door, especially on weekends. It's usually just people trying to sell you something so you head to the living room to lie down on the couch. The knock comes again louder this time. At the same time your phone rings. Too afraid to look and be disappointed by who is calling you lay there, eyes closed, listening to the knocking at the door until they both stop.

The phone rings again and this time you have to look. Just to prove to yourself that it isn't him. You almost drop it when you see it is Tom. Quickly you answer "Hello"

"Hey, there you are. I was getting worried."

"Sorry, I wasn't by my phone."

"Look, Anna, I'm sorry I called late. I got held up in traffic."

"It's ok really. I understand."

Annoyingly the knocking starts up again.   Quieter, but more insistent.

You sigh and say "Tom, I'm sorry can you hold on? There is someone at my door that won't go away."

"Well then by all means you should answer it so we can talk in private," is his response.

You put the phone on the kitchen counter, walk over to the front door and open it. Standing there with a huge smile is Tom. "Hi", he says and looks down at his feet as though he is suddenly overcome with shyness.

You are shocked to see him and ecstatic inside. "Hi", you respond. Then add "come in, please" as you step aside to allow him in. He steps up but instead of walking past you into the house, he stops and embraces you. He holds you tight to him, one hand behind your shoulders and the other at your lower back. His head close to yours with his mouth by your ear. You hear him take in a breath and whisper "Its good to see you. I've missed you."

Reluctantly you break the embrace and lead him to the living room. You sit on the couch, legs drawn up beneath you, pillow in front of you hugged tightly to your chest as if to protect you. Tom takes the chair next to the couch and turns it to look directly at you. Neither of you say anything for a moment, just look at each other taking everything in. It has been months since that first meeting at the convention, with nothing but texts and phone calls since then.

Finally, after what seems like an eternity, you ask "how was your event Friday? I saw some pictures online, looked like you had fun."

"It was ok. They can be really boring sometimes, but I did get to meet a couple of people and I made some good contacts for upcoming projects. All in all not a bad night."

"So…..You're seeing someone?" You blurt out staring at the pillow in your arms.

"What? Where did that come from?" He asks

"I saw a picture of you and that blonde." In a rush, you add "She's pretty, I'm glad you found someone."

"What blonde? From the event? I don't….. Oh wait do you mean Sara?"

"I don't know what her name is, just saw the picture."

"Let me see it." He insists.

You grab your phone, pull up the website you were looking at the other night and hand it to him.

"Oh, no, Oh honey no. That is not what it looks like. Not at all. Contact for a future project, that's all, nothing going on there. At all." He insists so quickly that you completely miss what he called you.

"Well it looked like you too were together." You respond lamely. Feeling foolish for the way you have been acting. Here is this sweet guy who came all this way to see you because he was worried and wanted to talk to you and you can't just accept his friendship for what it is.

He leans in closer "look, I told you a couple months ago that I wasn't interested in anyone in the industry. Besides I haven't needed to look for someone for a while anyway." Sitting back up straight, he says "Why don't we go for a ride and you can show me around?"

"Sure let me just put some shoes on."

When you come back in the room you see your Siamese cat Izzy curled up in his lap. "I see you found a friend." You tease, knowing it's strange because Izzy is very picky about people and it usually takes her a while to warm up to someone.

"Yeah, she jumped up and insisted on getting petted."

"Well I hope you don't mind being haired up, because you can't avoid it now. Ready to go?"

Several hours later Tom is driving you through the foothills. He pulls over at a turnout next to a river. You both get out to stretch your legs and take in the scenery. It's truly a beautiful day to be out. You have explored much of the area. Stopping frequently to check out spots on foot. You walk up to the railing at the edge of the road and lean over to look at the water rushing by below.   Tom walks up behind you and stands close. Turning to look at him you see he is gazing at you intently. You offer a shy smile as he leans in and gently touches his lips to yours.   Eyes widening in surprise, you pull away. Then without warning you lean in and kiss him back. Slowly at first, then more urgently as your hand reaches up and grips his hair. He pulls you closer, one hand on the small of your back and the other at the base of your neck.   As he breaks the kiss he slides his hand down your arm until he is holding your hand in his. "Did I tell you that I missed you?" He asks gazing into your eyes.

"I missed you too." You respond.

Clearing his throat, Tom reluctantly says "we should probably start to head back."

"I guess you're right" you answer as you break away and head to the car.

Tom winds the car through the curves in the foothills, stealing glances at you along the way. You watch his hands gripping the wheel. Imagining what it would feel like to have him touch you. All of a sudden Tom brings the car to a stop in the middle of the road. "What's wrong?" you ask.

"Nothing, I just wanted to kiss you again." He responds as he leans towards you.

"Oh Ok…" you begin before his lips are soft but firm against yours. He reaches up and grips the hair at the base of your neck, pulling slightly with a growl. You respond by gripping the collar of his shirt tightly and parting your lips slightly to allow his tongue access to your mouth.    The kiss is so full of passion, so intense you feel yourself getting excited. This is what you have been missing in your life, what you have fantasized about with this man for months and now it is actually happening. As you part, Tom laughs nervously and looks down at his lap. He puts the car back in gear, reaches down to discretely adjust his suddenly too tight pants and starts to drive again.

Arriving back at your house, you lead Tom inside by the hand and take your seat back on the couch. This time he sits next to you.

"I have a meeting in LA tomorrow morning" he begins.

You look into his eyes and give a slight nod. "When do you have to leave?"

"Depends on how long you want me to stay" he answers, his voice low.

Leaning in you capture his lips with yours. You're not normally this forward, but cannot deny the desire that has been building up since that first kiss by the river. His mouth parts and his tongue snakes out lightly caressing your lips, asking for entry. Which you instantly grant. He has his fist in your hair. Every time he pulls you issue a small moan. He knows you like it and gives a small satisfied smile.

"Do, uh, you wanna watch a movie or something? We can order take out?" You offer suddenly nervous about where this is going. It's been so long since you have been with anyone and you don’t want to mess it up by acting stupid again.

"I would enjoy that." Is his quick response.

Two movies and a pizza later you steal a glance at him next to you on the couch.

Turning his head he kisses gently down your jaw line to your neck. You arch back to give him better access. Trailing kisses across your collar bone he reaches up and tentatively places his hand on your breast. You look into his eyes and attack his lips with yours again. You cannot get enough of kissing this man. The taste of him, his scent, everything makes your head spin. Gliding his thumb across your nipple he brings another small moan from you. You want him. And you make up your mind.

You stand up without warning, causing him to jerk back from you with a confused look on his face. Holding your hand out wordlessly you lead him to your bedroom.   You stand next to your bed and he leans in to kiss you again. Forcefully this time, all lips and tongue and full of passion. It leaves you breathless and you press your chest against his with your head on his shoulder for a moment to recover, while his hands trace patterns across your back.

Taking a step back you place your hands under his shirt on his abs. Running your hands upward, dragging the shirt up until you reach his pecs. Tom grabs his shirt and pulls it over his head, casually dropping it on the floor. You are in awe of how beautiful his body is. Reaching out he caresses your cheek, then slides his hand behind your head and pulls you in for another intense kiss. This time slower, tender. His hands slide down your back. One rests on your ass as the other snakes around your sensitive rib cage to your breast. He kisses down your throat to the first button on your shirt. You notice his hands are trembling slightly as he undoes the first button, following up with a kiss on the newly exposed skin. He opens another button exposing your bra and ample cleavage. Bringing his head down, he nuzzles his face into your breasts. "Tom…" you whisper breathlessly.

He straightens up and kisses you again, while his hands make short work of the other buttons. He pushes the shirt from your shoulders letting it fall to the floor. You are aching with need at this point. You have never wanted a man this much. The need for his touch is almost overwhelming.

He sits on the edge of the bed and you look at him confused. "Take it off," he says.

"What?"

"I said take it off." He repeats more forcefully

"Take what…?"

"All of it" is his reply.

You swallow and reach down to unbutton your pants. There is no question of not complying. You want him so badly; you would do anything he asks. Bending slightly you pull off your pants and socks adding them to the pile with your shirt. You straighten up and stand before him in your simple cotton underwear and bra. Slightly embarrassed that you weren't wearing something sexier and feeling uncomfortable as his gaze sweeps over your body. He takes in every line, every scar, every flaw, but all you see is lust written on his face as he licks his lips with desire.

He quirks an eyebrow at you "keep going."

You reach up behind your back and unclasp your bra, letting it fall to the floor. You hear Tom suck in his breath as he reaches forward grasping your arms, pulling you towards him. He presses his face into your breasts. Placing light kisses between them he takes in the scent of your skin. Turning his head slightly he takes your right nipple into his mouth. Instantly your body reacts. Your nipple hardens in his mouth as he lashes it with his tongue. You moan when he lightly bites down. You feel yourself growing wetter as he reaches up his hand to tease your other nipple. He withdraws your nipple from his mouth and blows cool air across it causing you to shiver. Switching to the other side he sucks in that nipple more forcefully this time.   Pinching your other nipple he elicits another moan from you. The slight pain mixed with the pleasure of his mouth on you is almost more than you can stand. Never looking up, he reaches both hands to the waistband of your underwear and quickly pulls them down, letting them fall to the floor.

Now you are standing totally exposed to him while he continues worshipping your breasts. His free hand slides down your backside, around your hip and gently caresses across the front of your womanhood. You long for his touch. Need the relief. You slightly tip your hips forward to encourage his advances. He pulls back slightly, looking into your eyes, chuckles throatily and says "patience love."

"Tom please…" you beg. Pulling you close he crushes his face into your breasts again going back to licking, nipping and sucking like he cannot get enough of you.   You feel his hand ghosting across your left hip trailing closer to your core. You whimper in anticipation. He slides his fingers between your legs cupping your core, but not delving inside. You part your legs slightly to allow him better access. His fingers glide across your outer lips, teasing you.   You suck in your breath sharply and groan as you finally feel him slip his finger into you.

"Mmmmm, you're so ready…"

Slowly, he plunges his finger in and out of you. You tilt your head back and close your eyes enjoying his touch. His finger circles your clit causing your knees to almost buckle. He plants his other hand on the small of your back and commands "look at me, open your eyes."

You reluctantly open your eyes and blush as you see he is staring at you intently. He suddenly plunges his finger deep inside you, curling the tip forward he seeks the bundle of nerves on your front wall. When he finds it, he is rewarded with a gasp from your lips. "Tom…."

"That's it baby, you wanna cum for me don't you, but not yet…"

He continues plunging his finger in and out, rubbing across your clit with his thumb. You're so close.   Your pleasure is spiraling up and up. Knees threatening to buckle again as he slowly withdrawals his finger causing you to whimper at the loss. He stands in front of you and kisses you deeply again. Exploring every inch of your mouth with his tongue. He kisses and nips at your earlobe, "Do you want this?." He asks seeking encouragement and acceptance for his actions.

"I want you." You whisper.

"Louder" he insists breathing into your ear. You can tell he is smiling.

"I want you!" you respond pulling back and looking him directly in the eyes.

You reach down to unbuckle his belt and unbutton his pants. He stops you then directs you to lie down. He slips off his shoes and socks then pulls down his pants and underwear letting them fall to the floor. He is beautiful. His penis jutting out from his body. Long and thick, precum glistening at the tip. His hand grips his penis, stroking slowly. "Look what you do to me love."

"I want you." You repeat as he lowers his body to the bed, placing himself between your knees.   He trails kisses over your breasts and up your neck until he reaches your lips, claiming them as his own.   He positions himself at your entrance, rubbing the head along your slit, taking his time and teasing you.

Gripping the base of his manhood, he slowly slides into you, making you both groan at the sensation. It feels so good as he slides in and out of you, hitting all the right spots. He leans back on his knees pulling your legs higher around him. Reaching down he circles your clit with the fingers of one hand. Slowly thrusting in and out while searching your face with his eyes. You stare at the ceiling biting your lip, afraid to look at him, thinking this is surely a fantasy that will fade as soon as you look.

"Look at me, I want to see it when you cum." He demands.

Reluctantly you look into his eyes. He surprises you by smiling mischievously and thrusting harder. You respond by wrapping your legs tighter around him causing him to thrust deeper into you. His finger tracing slow circles on your clit. It's all too much as you get closer and closer to your release. He grabs your left leg and places it over his shoulder leaning closer for better leverage. The angle is just right as he thrusts harder into you, searching your eyes. Suddenly you close your eyes and moan out your release as your walls clench around him pushing him over the edge into his own release. You wrap your legs tightly around his waist not letting him withdraw just yet. Pulling him close you kiss him passionately.

Finally you release your legs from his waist as he slowly lowers himself to the bed next to you. You both lay on your backs staring at the ceiling, reveling in the intensity of what you shared. His hand snakes over and clasps yours. Within minutes he is snoring softly beside you.
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