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87. Tom Hiddleston | Rumour Has It

By : just-the-hiddles | Tumblr

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x Reader

Summary: You are dating Tom Hiddleston but no one on set knows and you hope to keep it that way. When Tom's big love scene comes up, your jealousy bubbles up and threatens to ruin the secret bliss you have created.

Warnings: Cursing, implied smut

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"Someone will see us, Thomas." you muttered as he pushed you against the door to his hotel room, his lips pressed against you.

"Let them see. I'm not ashamed of our relationship." Tom pressed his hips into you. His hands raked down the sides of your body. "Unlike some people."

You pushed Tom off of you and opened the door, slamming the door once you crossed the threshold.

You sighed. "It's not shame and you know that. The rumour mill on set is bad enough under normal circumstances. I would rather not play out this relationship under the scrutiny of the cast and crew, thank you very much." You slipped your shoes off and Tom did the same.

He sat on the edge of the bed to continue undressing. "You read too much into these things." he smirked. "Everyone is too busy doing their job to pay attention."

He beckoned you over as he tugged off his jeans. You slipped your panties off from under your dress and straddled his hips.

You cupped his face. "You are oblivious sometimes, aren't you?" You kissed him, slipping your tongue into his mouth, hungry for more.

"I'm not oblivious to your effect on me." Tom nipped at your neck.

You smirked as you wiggled in his lap. "And what effect is that?"

"Let me show you." Tom pulled you tight against him.

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You rode into the studio early that morning with Tom rather than waiting for your call time later in the day. Tom's hand inched up your thigh in the back of the car.

"The driver will see." you hissed, removing his hand, only for Tom to place it back on your knee immediately, squeezing.

"Frank is focused on the road." Tom leaned over to nip behind your ear.

You shoved him back into his seat. "No!" you protested louder than you meant to.

"Everything alright back there, ma'am?" Frank called out, slowing down.

"Fine, Frank." Tom responded. "She banged her knee against the console."

You glared at Tom. "I'm about to bang something." you whispered.

Tom leaned in close. "Save the dirty talk for later." he teased.

You rolled your eyes before turning your attention to your phone for the rest of the ride. Once you arrived on set, Tom headed out to hair and makeup while you beelined for craft services. You skipped breakfast that morning for more "vigorous" activities.

"You're here awfully early today." a voice boomed behind you and you jumped, dropping your cup of tea.

You spun on your heels to punch Michael Sheen in the arm.

"Stop doing that! I dropped my tea." You snatched a danish, reaching across Michael.

"If you're so jumpy, perhaps more caffeine is not the answer." Michael took a large bite of a cookie. "I would suggest decaf. And you still haven't answer my question, why are you here?"

You took a long draw of coffee to avoid answer the question. Michael stared you down, tapping his foot in frustration.

"Can I help you?" you asked from behind your coffee mug and turned away from Michael to find a quiet place on set to watch Tom work.