Are you following me Mr Hiddleston? (A Tom Hiddleston Fanfiction)

Margot and Charlie| Sex with a Devil - alternative scene

A/N: This short alternative scene technically should have been uploaded before the last one, given where this fits into the storyline, but who cares about technicalities anyway?? Besides this will be the last of Margot's sex scenes.

Summary: Margot finds out why Charlie had been ghosting her all this time and she comforts him. Their evening turns from a comforting shoulder to cry on to a takeaway while sitting in front of the tv, before things heat up between them.

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Margot felt Charlie's hand start to stroke her leg absentmindedly as they continued to watch The Queen's Gambit. His feather-like touch was delighting her scenes, especially since she hadn't been touched in such a manner since...well New York with Tom. Although she had to shake off the thoughts of Tom away, after all she's dating Charlie now. Even though he'd been ghosting her, his reason behind it was more than enough to forgive him. If no one could forgive him because of his brother being in hospital then they are a monster. After he explained about his brother Tobey being in hospital it reduced him to tears, but Margot let him cry on her shoulder, as she ran her fingers through his hair as she soothed him.

After a little while Margot lifted her head off of Charlie's shoulder so she could study his profile. She knew he was handsome and generally a sweetheart, but now she came to realise how much she actually missed him when he was ghosting her. He's been good to her ever since they met (apart from the ghosting), yet he's been honest with her too. Despite how hesitant she could be about things with him, also how awkward and out of place she could feel at times during their dates, yet she still always had a good time with him though.

Suddenly Charlie felt Margot cup his cheek, gently turning his head, and turned his attention away from the tv. She smiled softly at him as her thumb rubbed over his cheek. He wasn't sure what had brought this side out of her, but he couldn't help his own smile from forming. However his smile soon faded as Margot leaned in to kiss him. Her lips felt soft against his and it took him a moment to overcome the initial shock before he kissed her back. She'd never initiated a kiss as it had always been him, although there had been very few of them since they'd been dating. After their lips parted they then smiled at each other again, before Charlie took both of Margot's hands into his and laced their fingers together.

"Mags..."

For whatever reason she didn't want to hear what Charlie had to say, because she cut him off by kissing him again. Not that she could be sure if it was going to be a good thing or a bad thing, whatever it was she thought it could wait. As it turns out Charlie was easily persuaded into forgetting whatever it was he was going to say for the time being. As their kisses deepened the weaker Charlie became and the heavy petting on both of their parts was becoming unbearable. So much so that he scooped her up into his arms and carried her bridal style to his bedroom. Their lips may have parted for the journey, but she was too busy anyway, as she kept open mouth kissing his throat and snipping at him.

Once Charlie reached his bedroom he used his foot to close the door behind them before he gently placed her down onto his bed. She then pulled him down on top of her and their lips connected once again. Although it wasn't long until she flipped them over and she began undressing him. With each piece of his clothing that was taken off she kissed every inch of his skin that was exposed to her that was above his boxers. While he was down to his boxers he pushed Margot's hands away and undressed her after he sat up with her straddling his thighs. When she was down to her knickers and bra she clung to him as his hands roamed over her body. They stayed like that for a while just wrapped up in each other's arms until Charlie's hand sneaked inside her knickers. His fingers rubbed against her folds and as her juices began to flow he then pressed one finger inside her at a time. As he built up a good rhythm Margot's hips began to rock against his fingers as the need between her thighs grew stronger. They were pressed cheek to cheek as he continued with his ministrations, her moans close to his ear and she could feel his manhood pressing against her bum. Not that she could last much longer after his thumb began rubbing against her clit. As Margot was cumming on his fingers she bit on his earlobe and rode out her orgasm on his fingers.

Following Margot's orgasm Charlie removed his fingers and lay her down on her back. He then removed the rest of her clothes and then he got off the bed to remove his boxers. Of course Margot watched him as he removed his boxers. He certainly wasn't small either. As he got back onto his bed he couldn't stop smiling at Margot. He kissed her swollen red lips before he returned the same courtesy she bestowed upon him, kissing every inch of her body and he squeezed her thighs. Regardless of how much Charlie just wanted to get inside of her, he held back and took his time, because making her feel satisfied at the end was what mattered. Also savouring the time they have is important to him too.

Eventually when Charlie finally lined himself up with Margot's entrance she whimpered as she left his cock teasing against her wet folds. Her whimper was delightful, but not quite up to the level of bewitching, that is until her whimper turned into a moan when he bottomed out. He waited for her to adjust before he began circling his hips. With each movement of his hips Margot matched him point for point which enhanced their pleasure. Albeit as Charlie felt Margot clamping around him he began rutting into her hard and fast. Their night suddenly took a different turn as Margot chanted Tom's name as she came, which halted Charlie's movements altogether.

However realisation hit Margot fast once she'd come down from her pleasurable high. She felt so embarrassed. Tom wasn't in her mind the entire time, only at the beginning when they were sitting together in the living room, and then when she switched Charlie for Tom when he entered her. She didn't intend on ruining things with Charlie, it just sort of happened. She could tell she had. Later on when they were both dressed Charlie was pacing the length of his bedroom whilst Margot was perched on the end of his bed. They hadn't spoken since she ruined everything and the pacing was painful for her to watch.

"Charlie?" Margot whispered in a pleaing manner for him to cease his pacing. He didn't until she repeated herself.

"I knew..." Charlie trailed off as he chuckled dismissively. "I knew you still had feelings for him. I was going to say as much too...I wanted to give the benefit of the doubt and take my chances." He finally stopped pacing his bedroom and took a deep breath, before his eyes met hers and he continued. "I really like you Mags, but I should have gone with my gut instinct and stopped trying to make this work. I-I'd still like to be friends, but you've got to tell him how you feel."

Margot sighed heavily. She knew he was right, she just couldn't stop feeling deflated after everything that's happened. At least she knew Charlie wanted to still be in her life even if only as a friend, because losing his friendship too would have been devastating.