Tom Hiddleston one-shots

An unexpected visitor (prof. Hiddleston)

I heard a knocking sound coming from the living room of my dorm. I wrapped a towel around my body and left the bathroom.

I looked outside and saw shadows of a man behind the window.
"Hey (y/n) it's me", I heard him shout. I immediately knew who it was.

"Tom", I said in disbelief. I ran over to the window and opened it.
"It took you some time", he said as he entered my room.

"What the hell are you doing", I asked him. He held up a paper bag and said: "Brought you some food."
"You couldn't have done that through the door, like normal people?"
"It would have been too suspicious if a professor arrived with food for his student at their door-"
"And climbing through their window is better", I teased him.

He opened his mouth to defend himself, but he knew I had a point.
He went over to the kitchen and took out plates.

I walked over to him. Something inside of me wants him. I don't know what it is. He has a power over my body that I can't discribe.

He seemed pretty focust on preparing dinner, but that's not what I want.

I want him.

I stood next to him. He looked down and gave me a gentle smile to then continue with his work.

His lips. I want to feel them so badly on my skin. His touch that makes my body grow warmer. His breath teasing my skin and making me shudder.

I want it all.

"Tom-"
"I am almost ready", he said as he turned his head to look at me.

His eyes. His perfect blue eyes. I always get lost in them. They carry the power of the sea, the oceans. I could easily drown in them.

I let my towel drop, leaving me naked in front of him. He was surprised at first, but then his eyes turned darker, filling with lust.

"Tom-"
"You're devined love", he whispered.
"Tom I want you", I breathed.
"I want you too", he said.

He closed the space between us. He looked down once more, asking for permission to do whatever he pleases. I nodded. He leaned down and kissed me gently, at first, but then he grew desperate for more. His hands held my body close to his.

His touch was cold because of the clothes he was wearing. I opened the first buttons of his shirt and let my hands travel up his shoulder. The warmth of his skin comforted me as he deepened the kiss. He lead us to the couch and let us fall over, him on top of me. 

I tangled my fingers in his hair pulling him down. He started to take of his vest and shirt. He pulled back and opened his pants. As he wanted to take them off he suddenly stopped.

"What is it", I asked him. He left me and ran to the window.
"I thought I heard someone approach and stop at your door."
"Tom, dear, please. Are you going to stop every time you hear someone passing by? Come back here", I ordered him. He got up and looked through the little door spy to check.
"Shit! It's your friend! I need to hide!"
"(Y/b/f/n) what is she doing here on this hour?"
"She'll ask me the same thing."

Shoot he's right! He's not supposed to be here!

"You are here for some help with my homework", I suggested.
"Without wearing clothes", he raised an eyebrow.
I rolled my eyes, we'll figure it out, just say something logical...

Tom his himself in the bathroom and I putted my towel back around my body. I opened the door and started stressing out.

What am I going to say? Homework? No there are no books here and I am naked.

I opened the door and (y/b/f/n) entered my room. She was surprised to see me and didn't quite understand what I was doing.

"Sorry I just got out of the shower", I sort of lied to her. She raised her eyebrow and looked around my dorm. She was pretty suspicious. Then she looked at the bags Tom had brought with him, but even worse, she found his vest and shirt.

"Whose is this", she asked as she held his vest up. I tried to come up with a lie.
"Who's here (y/n)", she asked again. She pushed me aside and ran to the bathroomdoor. She opened it with haste and gasped.

Fuck!

"Professor!"