a beautiful lie (continued/ original by winternightz)

We Almost Did It.

"Atta girl" Tom smirks at me and holds my hand as we walk out of the door
"You did so good baby" He speaks softly as we approach the car which I can barely see because it disappears in the darkness of the corner in which we parked. The doors slam as Tom steps on the gas sending us tearing down the desolate streets.
The drive home is quiet, the only noise being Bill humming to himself every so often

"Well, that was fun" Tom pats my thigh and speaks to fill the silence
"Yeah, a bit underwhelming though." Gustav says
"Underwhelming?" Tom questions
"Well, sort of. Obviously not for Tay though" He replies, boredom in his tone
"She did good." Tom snaps
"No she did amazing, Im trying to say that we should do something bigger, more exiting." He thinks to himself while staring out of the window watching the buildings disappear behind us as we whiz down the empty roads
"Well, I guess we could find something a bit more challenging." Georg adds
"Yeah, alright. Look into it when we get back then, we'll see whats going on with the gang situations." We pull into the driveway and load out of the car.

As we walk through the front door, Tom leans down to speak into my ear "Cmon, I wanna talk to you." He grabs my hand and leads me up the wooden stairs leading to our room
"What is it?" I inquire
"Oh, nothing. I just wanted to have a night with just us." He speaks softly as he leaves my side to look through his bag for clothes to wear to bed
"Put something comfy on love" He requests motioning me to my bag. I unzip the duffle bag and peer down at the neatly folded clothes.

I nod as I tear through the clothes searching for pyjamas. As Im searching,I find the T-shirt Tom gave to me while I was working for Roman. The same T-shirt I was wearing the night I was rescued. The same T-shirt I was wearing when the girls died.
As I feel the material on my fingers, I remember how the shirt felt when I was playing with it on the helicopter to Tokyo, how it felt when I cried into it on the floor of the parking lot after my best friends were killed.
I bite my lip as I fight the tears that are battling to come streaming out of my eyes. A lump forms in my throat as I squeeze my eyes shut in the hopes that the memories of that night might just float away.

"Whats up princess?" Tom kneels at my side and puts his warm hand on my back as he stares down at me
I clear my throat before speaking "Nothing."
I quickly bury the shirt underneath the other clothes in the bag and take out a pyjama top, I turn my head to face Tom, I shoot him a half hearted smile as I remove my clothes to get changed.
While Im changing, Tom turns the TV on which sits on a table opposite the bed, he grunts as he searches for something to watch, however the signal out here slows everything down.

I climb into the freshly made bed and put a leg over Tom, letting my head rest on his hard chest. His heart beat quickens as I wrap my arm around his torso and his breathing slows, becoming heavy and airy.
I look up at him through my lashes, his eyes are fixed on the TV, his addams apple moves as he swallows, its strange, but I find it oddly attractive. He brushes his tongue over his soft lips and bites his piercing.

"How long does it take to find a movie?" I groan
"A while." He huffs while franticly searching the different stations and apps
"How about this?" I swivel my head to face the screen
"Yeah sure." I honestly don't care what the fuck we watch because all I know is that I wont be awake for most of it, a girl needs her beauty sleep.

As the movie progresses Tom opens his mouth to speak "Are you okay?" he strokes my hair and awaits my response
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"
"You've done a lot of, killing over the past few days"
"Yeah. I know"
He closes his mouth and nods.
He cant talk about too much killing, he's done much worse.

Boredom overtakes me as the shitty movie moves at a slow pace, I lift my body up to meet Toms face. I glance into his chocolate eyes and lean into him, pulling him into a deep kiss. He holds my jaw and tilts my head up to a position he likes, giving him entry to shove his tongue into my mouth. He explores my mouth with his tongue and moves my body on top of his, he trails his hands down my spine giving me goosebumps as his fingertips brush against my skin. He lifts the hem of my oversized shirt and cups my ass, he slowly grinds my body into of his and groans into my mouth as my body moves against the tent in his pants.

I want to enjoy this moment with Tom, however I cant shake the memories of the girls from my mind. I pull away from the kiss, slightly panting to catch my breath as Tom stares up at me cloudy eyed
"I don't wanna." I spurt out as my eyes prick with tears. Tom removes his hands from my ass and lifts me off of his body to rest me on the bed
"Hey, its okay, don't worry about it" He speaks softly as he rubs his thumb against my face
"Maybe you should have a rest angel" He plants a kiss on my hot forehead and pulls the duvet over us. He spoons my body and puts his head in the crook of my neck
"Sleep good my girl, I love you" He kisses my collarbone and moves his head to rest on the pillows, his arms still wrapped around my waist, his body still pressed against mine.