Tom Hiddleston Imagines

Wet Side Story

You hear a knock on the bathroom door. "Honey? Are you done yet?" Tom calls from the bedroom. "I just got in the shower." You call back. "I'll be out soon." You're getting ready for a party Tom had been invited to. The bathroom door opens and shuts quietly and you can hear Tom moving around on the other side of the shower curtain. In the corner of your eye you see the curtain move then you feel his hands rest on your shoulders. He reaches around you and takes the washcloth from your hand and starts gently scrubbing your neck, shoulders, and back.

You let out a sigh and lean you head back to rest on his bare chest as his hands move in front of you to wash your stomach and chest. He pays special attention to your breasts,circling around each Nicole and squeezing gently. He slowly moves the washcloth down your stomach, stopping for a moment to circle around your bellybutton before moving down between your legs. You spread you legs and moan as he runs the washcloth up and down your thighs teasingly.

He drapes the cloth over the plastic bar in the shower and turns you around so your back is in the stream of warm water, rinsing the soap off. He leans down and kisses you, not hesitating to thrust his tongue into your mouth. He runs his tongue over your teeth and cheeks, tasting every inch of you mouth.

He pulls away after a minute to speak. "Need your hair washed, love?" He asks, already reaching for the shampoo. You smile at him and nod as he pours some of the sweet smelling shampoo onto his palm. He rubs in between his hands and starts rubbing it in your hair. You close your eyes, moaning as he massages your scalp. He tilts your head back under the water to rinse out the shampoo and repeats the process with conditioner.

Once he finishes, you look him in the eyes and grin. "Your turn." You trade places, grab the washcloth, and apply soap to it. You start on his neck, slowly moving down over his chest toward his groin. You tease him, rubbing his thighs as close as you can get to the base of his shaft without touching it.

"Please, love." Tom's voice is strained. "You're torturing me." You smile mischievously and hang the washcloth back up. Before you get the chance to do anything, he grabs your wrists and pushes you up against the tiles of the shower. His lips meet yours and his hand goes between your legs to rub your clit, dipping inside you every few seconds.

You moan into his kiss as you feel his erection pressing against you. "Tom." You mutter. "Ask for it, darling." He whispers, his fingers still moving inside you, drawing you toward your climax. "Please Tom." You say, your voice barely audible. "Please what?" He says somewhat forcefully. "Fuck me." You whisper. He slides his length into your opening and begins thrusting in and out slowly.

You close your eyes and lean your head back as your climax draws nearer. "Faster." You mutter and he does as you ask. You squeal and grab his shoulders for balance as a wave of pleasure washes over you. Tom continues thrusting faster until you feel him spill inside you. He rests his forehead on yours, breathing heavily, and pulls out of you.

Once you both catch your breath, he reaches behind him and turns off the water which had started coming out cold not too long ago. Tom smiles at you and steps out of the shower, reaching for your hand to help you step out as well. He takes the towel off the rack and dries your hair and body. He wraps it around you and takes a towel for himself, drying his body and wrapping it around his waist.

"We should probably get dressed." Tom says, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear. "The party will be starting soon." You nod and he picks you up and carries you to the bed. "Stay here." He tells you. "I want to pick out your outfit for tonight." He disappears into the closet and comes back out a few minutes later with the dress he chose; emerald green with black lace and gold trim. Your favorite. He helps you slip into it then slides a pair of gold heels onto your feet.

He disappears back into the closet to change as you go in the bathroom to apply your makeup. You soon see tom appear behind you in the mirror wearing his best suit and a tie that matches your dress. "You look beautiful, darling." He leans down and kisses your neck. "Are you ready to go?" He asks. You turn and pull him in for a kiss, your tongue immediately finding his. You finally pull away after a minute and smile at him. "Now I'm ready".