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30. Tom Hiddleston | You Can Leave Your Hat On

By : just-the-hiddles | Tumblr  

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x Reader

Summary: Tom and Reader are on their honeymoon in a tropical paradise. Tom gets a bit tipsy and puts on a bit of the show for his new wife.

Warnings: Smut (fingering, sex, touching, oral), language

Word Count: 1368

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"Tom, shh!" you hushed him through your giggles. "You'll wake the neighbors."

Tom pulled you close to him, his hips pressing against yours. "Darling, we are the only bungalow in sight." He gestured at the lush tropical landscape surrounding the entrance to their hotel room. Bungalow, suite, a goddamn house was more like it. "There is no one to disturb."

His lips curled into a devilish smile. He only wore that smile under two circumstances:

"I know that look, Thomas. That's your Loki look."

Tom's hands danced along the curves of your body, his fingers skimmed the fabric of your dress. "Can't a husband enjoy the company of his wife?" He nuzzled his nose against your neck. You giggled as his whiskers tickled the delicate skin.

"Yes, but you're drunk." He nipped at your neck as you pushed the door open with your bodies.

"Correction." Tom started as he kicked his shoes off. He stumbled but maintained his balance. "I am tipsy, not drunk."

"Po-tat-o, Po-tah-to." you plopped down on the end of the bed to unstrap your heels.

The meal was fantastic, but you hated having to dress up. Tom leaned against the dresser to tug his socks off. You rubbed your feet to bring the circulation back to them as you watched Tom pulled his tie off and began to undo the buttons of his shirt. You sighed as you took the sight in of Tom Hiddleston taking off his clothes.

"Do you enjoy watching me undress?" Tom smirked, raising one eyebrow.

"Perhaps." You propped your elbow on your knee, holding your head up.

"Perhaps?" Tom stepped closer, positioning him in front of you. "If you're uncertain..." he reached to button back up the shirt.

"Oh, you are already four buttons in, darling. You might as well go all the way." You stood and ran a single finger up his exposed chest, teasing the chest hair.

Tom groaned. "In other words..."

You rolled up on her toes to reach his ear. "Dance, monkey."

Tom grinned as he gave you a playful push back onto the bed. You landed with a puff, the hem of your dress fluttering to settle high on your thighs. Tom bit his lips at the sight. He moved closer, his shins touching your knees. He pushed your knees apart and stood between them.

His hips swayed back and forth as he finished unbuttoning his shirt, pulling it from his pants with a flourish. He peeled his jacket off slowly, teasing. His eyes never left you. The startling blue bore right to your soul. It was arousing and unnerving at the same time.

"God, honey." you groaned at the sight. "How did I get so lucky?"

Tom bent down to come face to face. "Lost a bet?" His pupils large and lust-blown.

You used Tom's posture and three whiskeys at dinner to your advantage and spun him around seat him on the bed, straddling his lap.

"'Hey!" Tom protested, but not moving. "I'm supposed to seduce you!"