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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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You jerk awake when you hear the front door open. Jumping up you throw on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt.

"Mom?" Erica calls out.

Shit, shit, shit. How am I going to explain this? You think to yourself.

"Hi honey, have a good visit with dad?" you ask coming out of your room.

"Yeah, it was alright. Whose car is that outside?"

"………Tom's…" you reply trying not to wince, not sure how she will respond.

"Oh." Is all she says, casually looking in the living room and not seeing him. Then she heads into her bedroom.

Shit, shit, shit………

"Erica, did you eat dinner yet?"

"No, and I'm starving."

"Ok I'll start dinner now," you answer opening the refrigerator.

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Tom awakens to the smell of food cooking. Stomach growling he realizes he is ravenous. Looking over he sees Anna is not in bed. He frowns slightly having hoped to wake up next to her. He’s a little nervous that he may have been too aggressive with her. He has always tried to suppress that part of his personality, but he was so turned on by her, he couldn't stop himself. Pulling on his pants and shirt he follows the smell of food. Leaning against the wall he silently watches Anna cooking dinner. She is everything he has ever wanted and he meant it when he told her he hadn't been looking for anyone for some time. Since meeting her, she is all he can think about.   She makes him laugh, challenges him, and makes him feel like he is the only person in her world. He sighs slightly to himself, not knowing how this would work, but knowing he would give anything to keep her in his life.
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Hearing something behind you, you turn and see Tom leaning on the wall watching you. You smile shyly and turn back to dinner. "I hope you're hungry."

"Ravenous for some reason," is his mischievous response.

"Make yourself comfortable, should be ready in about 10 minutes."

You walk into Erica's room and tell her to get ready for dinner. She goes into the bathroom to wash her hands then comes into the kitchen to fix herself a plate of food. Sitting at the dining room table you try to suppress the butterflies in your stomach, hoping this will go well with Erica.   She knows you have been talking to Tom for months, but has had little to say about it. You really want her to like him and know she would if she would just give him the chance, but being a child of divorce can make it hard to accept your parents dating.

After dinner, you make Erica's lunch for school and yours for work, clean up the kitchen and make sure Erica is ready for school the next day. It's almost 9pm by the time you are done with everything. The entire time, Tom watched you, chatting and trying to help when he could. It felt so natural as though he were part of the family and had been for years. When you finally flop down on the couch next to him, you look at him and say "I'm sorry that took so long. I know this wasn't how you planned to spend your day."

"Actually it's exactly how I hoped to spend it." He answers gazing at you intently. He stands and takes your hand, "come on, let's go to bed."

In the bedroom you slowly undress, eyes on him. Both of you in your underwear, you climb into bed.

Laying down he gestures for you to snuggle up against him. You rest your head on his chest as he wraps his arms around you. You feel so safe and so comfortable. Bringing your hand up, you place it on his chest, running it over his shoulder, down to his stomach, feeling his muscles, the softness of his skin. Tentatively you reach down and grip him through his underwear. He groans at your touch but does not move. You stroke him slowly, watching his expression, then pull the waistband of his underwear down as he lifts his hips slightly to help you remove them. Going back to laying your head on his chest, you grip him again, squeezing lightly until he sucks in his breath, then you go back to slowly stroking him. Still not moving, he starts letting out little moans, especially when you get to the swollen head and rub your thumb over the slit. Picking your head up, you kiss him deeply, never stopping the motion of your hand.

You change to a kneeling position facing him, looking directly in his eyes as you keep up your slow stroking, stopping occasionally to squeeze. Leaning in you take him into your mouth and run your tongue over the slit, tasting his pre cum. He grips your hair at the back of your head tightly. The slight pain excites you causing you to moan around his cock.

"Anna…" He breathes as you slide all the way down to the base, taking all of it in. He grips your hair again, eliciting another moan from you. The sensation is almost too much for him as he pulls your hair up directing your mouth up and down his manhood. Until he whispers again "Anna….", as he releases you "you have to stop. Anna….. Stop…..please…I won't be able to hold on……"

With a smile you lift your head to kiss him again. He rolls you on to your back and licks the side of your neck, up to your ear.   He nips your earlobe then moves to take your mouth again. His leg rests across your body and you feel his readiness against you.   His hands roam along your body, giving you chills as he caresses your curves. You arch your back to get closer to his touch. He kisses you tenderly and places his hand on your breast. Gently rubbing his thumb over your nipple bringing it to a stiff peak. Taking it in his mouth, he sucks and bites down making you gasp between pleasure and pain. He rolls completely on top of you placing his forearms under your back so he can grip your shoulders from underneath.   You part your legs to allow him access. He slowly slides into you staring into your eyes the entire time. Then he withdraws and enters again. He is slow and purposeful with his movements, taking his time wanting this moment to last. You stare into his eyes and know how easy it would be to get lost in him, how easy to love him. Not able to stand the intensity of his gaze any longer you pull him into a kiss. Deep and full of all the passion you feel for him. Your tongue snakes out and seeks entry into his mouth which he instantly grants. Continuing his slow thrusting, he kisses your neck and collar bone, biting down gently as he nears his release. You know he is close and you are too. You wrap your legs around his waist tightly to pull him deeper, knowing this will hasten your orgasm. His mouth is on your neck nipping and sucking. Looking up into your eyes again he whispers huskily "Anna, cum with me…. Please, cum with me."

"Yes… Tom" you moan out as you clench around him sending him over the edge with you.   He nuzzles into your neck taking in your scent and tasting the sweat that has coated your skin. As he withdraws, you groan from the loss.

He lays down on his side and smiles at you. "What?" you ask, suddenly feeling nervous.

"Nothing, I am just so happy right now," is his response.

"I'm happy too," you say yawning, suddenly exhausted.
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Its 4:00am Monday morning and Tom is laying in bed watching Anna sleep. This could be really bad, he thinks to himself. I could really love her. How could I let this happen? How are we going to do this?

Sighing to himself he gets up and gets dressed. Walking into the living room he looks for a pen and paper to leave a note. Quickly he writes down his thoughts, folds it and places it on the pillow where he had slept so peacefully next to her. Tiptoeing to her side of the bed, he bends and gently places a kiss at her temple.

"Sleep well my love," he whispers as he quietly walks out of her room.

In the front hall he encounters Erica coming back from the restroom. "Hey," he says.

"Hi," she responds

"Um, I was just going, have an early meeting in L.A." He begins to explain.

"Yeah mom told me." She says yawning. "Tired, going back to sleep, drive careful."

"Thank you, I will, can you make sure the door is locked behind me?" he says as he walks out the front door. He smiles thinking to himself, maybe I will win her over.

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Your alarm wakes you up in the morning. You reach over for Tom only to realize he is not there. You're disappointed, but he had told you about his morning meeting. You see a note on his pillow, sitting up you unfold it.

Anna-

Sorry I didn't say goodbye this morning. I didn't have the heart to wake you up, you were sleeping so soundly. It was wonderful waking up next to you, hope to do it again soon. I'll text you when I'm done with my meeting. Have a good day at work and tell Erica to have a good day at school.

Always

T-

Folding up the note you place it on your night stand and get up to start getting ready for work.

Work goes by slowly as you wait to hear from Tom. Finally he texts late in the afternoon.

Hey -T

Hey.

How's your day going?-T

Slow, wish it was time to head home already, but I still have a lot of work to do.

How was your meeting?

It went well. Have a follow up tomorrow morning and that should wrap things up.-T

So you'll be heading back home then?

Actually I will have about a week free between things. I would like to see you if I can. -T

I'd like that too.

Can I come see you tomorrow? I can get a hotel in town and spend the week with you and Erica.-T

You don't need to get a hotel. You can stay with me.

What about Erica? I don't want to cause problems.-T

Ok let me talk to her when I get home. I'll text you later?

Sounds good love-T

That evening when you get home you make dinner and sit down to eat with Erica.

"So I wanted to talk to you," you begin.

"Okaaayyyyy," she answers wearily.

"Tom was wanting to come visit for the week and I wanted to see what you thought about it"

"That's fine," Erica answers.

"That's it? It's fine? Doesn't bother you at all?" you press.

"Nope."

"Ok. You haven't had much to say about any of this. What's going on?"

"Nothing, I don't really know him, I mean, he seems nice. Dad has been asking me if you were seeing someone. I didn't know what to tell him."

"Ahhhh. Ok. I understand. I guess we are seeing each other. It's kinda hard though because of who he is."

"Why?" she asks.

"Well, I really don't want to make things hard for you. Who knows how your friends would react. He is in the media constantly. We don’t want to get caught up in that," you explain.

"My friends don't even know who he is. They know Loki, but he isn't Loki. And even if they did find out, how cool would that make me?" She laughs.

"So you don't mind if he comes for the week?" you ask.

"It's fine with me. What do you want me to tell dad when he asks?"

"Just tell him to talk to me about it." You respond.

Later that night you text Tom.

Talked to Erica

And…..-T

She's fine. She was getting some questions from her dad and didn't know what to tell him. I talked to him. Just told him I met someone a while back in San Diego and we have been kinda seeing each other since then. Hope that was ok.

Of course it is. Can't wait to see you again. I was hoping to come tomorrow after my meeting, but I have an interview and photo shoot scheduled for later in the day now. If I don't do it now I will have to do it Friday and that would cut our visit short. I can leave when it's over. I wouldn't get there until the middle of the night though. What do you think?-T

Sounds good. Can't wait. Just text me when you get here so I can let you in.

A little after 1 am Wednesday morning you wake up when your phone goes off. Your heart is thumping from suddenly waking. Looking at your phone you see it's Tom and you jump out of bed to go let him in. You open the door and he steps in, drops his bag to the floor and pulls you into a deep kiss. He breaks the kiss only when he feels pressure against his leg. Looking down, he see's Izzy. She is standing on her hind legs, front paws on his thigh.

"Well hello there Miss Izzy" he chuckles.

"She must really like you." You pick up his bag, grab his hand and lead him to the bedroom.

Tom quickly strips down to his underwear and crawls into bed. "I am really exhausted" he says yawning.

You respond with an answering yawn. It feels so good to have him next to you. The warmth and weight of his body is so comforting you are quickly fast asleep.

You wake up the next morning with your alarm. Stretching, you roll over and see Tom sleeping next to you. Reluctantly you climb out of bed to get ready for work and get Erica up for school.

"Did Tom make it last night?" Erica asks on the way to school.

"Yeah, it was pretty late" is your response.

"Am I still going to Kate's after school the rest of this week?"

"Yes same routine as usual. Walk home with Kate and I will pick you up after work. Have a good day sweetie."

"Bye Mom" she calls, jumping out of the car and running towards her friends.

You smile to yourself and drive to work.

Work is stressful and you want nothing more than to be home spending time with Tom. The afternoon can't go by fast enough. Finally its 5:30 and you grab your purse and head out to get Erica.

"How was school?" you ask when she climbs in the car.

"Ok"

"Just ok? Nothing good happened?" you press.

"Not really, I had a test in math."

"How do you think you did?" you ask as you pull into the driveway.

"Good, I think. Kate said she thinks she failed it," Erica answers.

"That sucks," is your response as the two of you walk in the front door.

Right away you smell something cooking and your stomach growls loudly.

"Wow mom, that was amazing" Erica laughs.

"I know, I worked through lunch so I'm starving and that smells so good."

"Then you are just in time, dinner is done" Tom says leaning around the kitchen wall. He is wearing your kitchen apron and it's hard for you to suppress a laugh. Erica isn't quite so nice about it. She busts out laughing.

"What?" Tom asks holding his hands out in front of himself with that big trademark grin on his face. "I think I look good" he continues as he starts to giggle.

Soon all three of you are laughing uncontrollably until the oven timer goes off and reminds you that you are starving, causing your stomach to growl again. Tom quirks an eyebrow at you and says "I made spaghetti. Seemed safe."

"Sounds great, Erica wash your hands and get ready for dinner." You say looking in her direction. As she leaves the room, Tom leans in and gives you a quick kiss on the cheek.

"How was work?" He asks.

"Long and stressful. Glad it's over." You sigh.

"Well you don't have to worry about it anymore tonight." Tom soothes as you sit at the dining table.

Later after dinner and getting Erica ready for school the next day, you yawn and head to your bedroom. Tom follows close behind you, stops you, turns you around to face him and kisses you deeply. Snaking his hand into the hair at the base of your neck he pulls back and whispers "I missed you today. It's harder than I thought to be here, so close and not be with you."

Before you can respond he pulls you in for another kiss. His lips parting slightly inviting you to explore his mouth, which you eagerly do. Still kissing you he starts to gingerly step back towards the bed. Taking the hint, you break the kiss and step to the edge of the bed.

You sit on the bed and kick your shoes off. Rolling your neck side to side you groan with tension. Tom climbs on the bed and kneels behind you. He pulls the tail of your shirt up until you raise your arms so he can pull it off over your head. He pushes your hair out of the way over one shoulder and kisses the nape of your neck. You shiver as he continues to place light kisses across your shoulders while he reaches around and gently cups your breasts. Sliding his right hand down inside your bra he teases your nipple until it is stiff. Pulling his hand out of your bra he runs his palm up your chest and caresses your neck while nuzzling your ear.

"Take your clothes off and lie on your stomach" he directs.

Wordlessly you stand and remove the rest of your clothes. "Lie down" he tells you again. You crawl onto the bed and lay down on your stomach getting comfortable. You can hear him rustling around behind you, then you feel his weight on the bed again as he climbs up and straddles your thighs. The contact is skin to skin and you realize the rustling was him removing his clothing. His hands move your long hair to the side and lightly caress across your shoulder blades and down your back, stopping at the small of your back. Leaning in he places a gentle kiss between your shoulder blades before starting to massage your shoulders. He starts on one side and works the muscle until all the tension has melted away before continuing on to the next spot. You let out little appreciative groans that turn into moans as he follows up the massage with kisses and small nips at your skin. You can feel his excitement growing between your thighs. Shifting his weight he rubs his hands over your butt. Kneading the flesh he lets out a groan and you hear him say "I need you."

Pushing his hips forward he rubs his hard member between your legs searching for entrance. You push back, raise your belly off the bed and spread your legs to encourage his actions. Grasping you at the tops of your thighs he pushes in eliciting a moan from both of you. He begins slowly, taking his time thrusting in and out. After a few minutes he lets out a growl that turns your insides to mush, pulls back sharply on your hips, and thrusts in forcefully. You gasp with the suddenness of the act, but cannot deny how good it feels as he begins aggressively thrusting in and out of you. His hands are all over you, groping and squeezing your flesh. Then without warning he draws his hand back and slaps your ass. You groan at the sensation, liking the way it feels. You reposition your upper body so you can reach your clit and begin rubbing. You know you won't last long like this. It feels so good as Tom digs his fingers into the flesh at the sides of your hips, squeezing tightly as he pushes in harder and faster. Striking you again as he gets closer to his orgasm, pushes you over the edge. You cry out and adjust the angle of your hips to give him even deeper access. He responds by grasping your hips and thrusting harder than ever. Within moments he reaches one hand up and grabs onto your hair, thrusts one more time and stops, riding out his release with the sexiest growl you have ever heard. He collapses on your back as you relax down onto to your stomach again. You feel so good, the massage coupled with the amazing sex has you so relaxed. Tom pulls away and kneels on the bed by your knees. You hear his sharp intake of breath and his anguished whisper "Oh Anna, Oh honey, I Am So sorry."

Turning your head to look at him you ask "what? Why? That was amazing."

"I hurt you." he responds gazing at the red marks on your ass and the bruises already forming on your hips. "Look what I did. I hurt you." he repeats."I couldn't stop myself, I wanted you so much, I'm so sorry."

"Tom no, you didn't hurt me. Not at all. I loved every second of it. If I didn't like it I would tell you. I would have stopped you." You explain. The last thing you want is for him to never fuck you like that again.

"Are you sure?" he asked still uncertain of his actions. Silently cursing himself for not holding back.

"Of course I'm sure.   I would never lie to you. Especially not about this." Reaching up you pull on his arm until he relents and lies down next to you so you can snuggle close to him.

As you are drifting off to sleep you hear him say "I just don't want to mess this up, I need you in my life."

Thursday morning you wake up feeling a little sore. Smiling to yourself you head to the shower. Totally worth it you think to yourself. In the shower you notice 2 distinct sets of finger shaped bruises on your hips. It doesn't bother you, but you don't want Tom to see them and get upset again. You quickly wrap a towel around your body as you step out of the shower. You pick out an outfit and finish getting ready for work. Walking back into your bedroom you notice Tom is not in bed. You find him sitting in the back yard sipping a cup of tea wearing your red bathrobe.

"First my apron, now my robe. Is there something you want to tell me Mr. Hiddleston?" you tease.

"Ha ha, very funny." he laughs as he stands to kiss you goodbye for the day.

Suddenly curious, "what are you going to do all day by yourself?"

Smiling and looking down he answers "I'm not alone, I have my new friend." as Izzy is twirling between his feet. "And I have a couple of scripts to read, probably go for a jog and maybe go to the store for dinner tonight." he continues.

"Ok just try not to get over run by fan girls!" you call as you head out the door with Erica.

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Tom sits back in his chair and finishes his tea with Izzy sitting in his lap. It's so quiet he understands why she chooses to live here. So different from the big cities he usually spends his time in. Getting up from the chair he takes Izzy inside and puts her on the bed while he puts on his track pants and a hooded sweatshirt. He ties his shoes and grabs his sunglasses and extra house key Anna left for him as he heads out the door for a run. Heading out of the neighborhood he turns and heads to the main road and sets a steady pace. An hour later he is back at the house and ready for a shower. Turning on the water he lets it warm up while he strips off his clothes. Stepping under the water he lets it cascade over his body, washing away the sweat from his run. He grabs a wash cloth and starts to lather his body his mind drifting back to last night. How good it felt letting go and rutting away like an animal with Anna. That is a side of himself he tries to suppress. In truth he likes being a little rough. Has the urge to dominate. Always cognizant of his public image and afraid of being rejected he keeps this aspect of his desire to himself. Thinking back on last night he feels himself start to grow hard as he remembers the way she moved against him. The way she responded to his touch, when he spanked her. The way she followed his commands in the bedroom without question. Would she be accepting of his desires?

Closing his eyes he grasps his manhood in his hand and slowly begins to stroke. He thinks about the first time she had her hand on him like that and how she squeezed until he groaned. Mimicking the action with his own hand he imagines her kneeling before him. "What do you wish my king?"

Stroking faster he leans forward, his other arm bracing himself against the shower wall as the water pours over his shoulders. He pictures her taking him in her mouth. Licking around his swollen head, working her tongue on the sensitive under side. Grasping the base she takes more into her mouth and pushes farther in until he is completely engulfed. He can feel her working her throat to keep from gagging on him. It feels so good. Grasping her hair he holds her in place. Not letting her come up for air he forcefully fucks her face until he pulls out and explodes all over her breasts.

Panting, he opens his eyes as his seed washes down the drain of the shower. Quickly he finishes his shower and gets out. His urge to dominate quenched for now. His biggest fear is she will reject this side of him.
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