Professor Hiddleston

Lingering Touch

It is now two days after the dance. After the intense few minutes Tom and Cassy had. Left unfortunately unfulfilled. Tom glancing at Cassy as they sit in class quietly as students take a final. Its four hours long. Cassy wearing a pair of caki pants and a white shirt and a brown lose fitting cardigan. Her curls thrown up into a messy bun and she sits at the other end of the desk biting a pencil as she reads her book. Leg pulled against her chest. Tom looking around at the students to make sure well no one is cheating or having their phones out. The taste of her still lingering. When hes not glancing at her shes glancing at him. The feeling of his tongue exploring her most sensitive parts still fresh in her mind. Still being able to feel his fingers inside her. Shes trying to distract herself with a book. Chewing the end of a pencil is a nervous tic she does. She puts down the pencil and begins to wrap her baby hair fallen out around her finger. Tom chewing on his lip and fidgeting. How their bodies still crave each other. The four hours seem like an eternity. Cassy looks up at the same time Tom glances at her. She gives him a little smile and a smile creeps upon his face. Things a bit awkward with Jenson and Sarah. More so Sarah. Shes more embarrassed by seeing it than Jenson. Theres a snow storm outside so Tom keeps looking over and out the window watching it. Luckily they will get out of here before the storm really kicks in. Tom looks at his watch and sees time is almost up.

"Ten minute warning..." Tom says loudly. The panic across some faces. A few students have already finished. The ten minutes fly by.

"Pencils down." Tom says. Cassy puts down her book and stands up. Her and Tom walk around and begin collecting their papers and pencils.

"You can go ahead and get out your phones if need be." Tom tells the students. Almost every single one gets their phones out and get on them. They finish and walk back to Tom's desk. Cassy sits ghe papers down and put the pencils in the cup. Tom does the same.

"Alright since youve all finished you are all free to go....get home safe everyone!" Tom says. Everyone throws their winter gear on and begins piling out. Cassy sits down and casually watches them a leave. Her leg pulled to her chest. Chin rested on her knee. After they all leave she turns her head and stares blankly into the air.

"Whats wrong?" He asks. She zones back in.

"Hmm? Oh! Nothing....nothing is wrong." She says rubbing her eyes.

"Tired?" He asks.

"Yeah, didnt get much sleep also not looking forward to driving home....car barely started this morning..." she says stressed.

"I can drive you home..." he tells her.

"Oh i dont want to inconvenience you...." she says yawning.

"Trust me...at this point its not an inconvenience...." Tom says as he looks at her with a smirk and raised eye brows. She looks to him and tries to hide her smile.

"Okay...yeah....drive me home...." she says standing up and stretching. Tom walks over and wraps his arms around her waist. Kissing her neck.

"We don't have any luck in this room..."she says.

"Well...i could drive you to your home....or....you could come to mine....and wait out the storm..."he says  with a smirk.

"Do you have warm blankets and wine?" She asks smirking.

"Is red wine okay?" He asks.

"Absolutely..." he says smiling. Tom lets go of her and she grabs her thick winter jacket and her scarf and gloves. Tom grabs his scarf and jacket and grabs his suit case. Cassy grabs her big bag and throws her books into it. They head out. She follows him to his car. Its a black SUV. Trudging through the snow. Tom grabs her hand as they make it to his car. The wind picking up and znow flakes becoming thicker. He opens her door and she gets in. Tom goes around to the d4ivers side and gets in. He starts the car and turns the heat all the way up. He puts it in drive and begins to pull out. The roads are sketchy but manageable. They arrive at his house in 20 minutes. A small cottage looking home. They get out and he waits for her. He takes her hand and they walk up to his front door. He un locks it and they go inside. Warmth consumes them. Cassy begins taking off her jacket and scarf and gloves. Hanging them on a hook next to his door. She kicks off her snow boots. Tom does the same except he had on regular tennis shoes.