Will he Love me ? (A Tom Hiddleston/Benedict Cumberbatch story)

"It wasn't.. I mean.. It just.. Oh never mind, it's fine"

1 week later
*Ginny POV*
I am sitting in Indias little make-up room, it is the night of the premiere and I am here to support my daugther and to see the play. I am starting to feel quite at home at the theatre, I have visited India several times the last week.
"Good afternoon darlings". Tom proclaims as he comes walking in with a big smile on his face, looking very relaxed for having a big premiere today.
I can't help smiling back at him, I have actually talked to him quite a lot when I have been here and I find him to be funny, articulate, a bit cheeky and with a tendency to be flirtatious, summed up, I kind of like him.
He ingulfs me in a big warm hug, it is quite something else to be hugged by Tom I have found out. "There's my Ginny girl, how are you today ?"
"Tom you are aware, that not only am I not a girl, but I am actually older than you kiddo, but I am fine, what about you ? Nervous ?" I say padding his cheek, suddenly realising he is clean shaven, until now he have had stubbles, it makes him look even younger.
He chuckles. "No problem, I read somewhere that as women live longer, we should all date older women actually and well a bit nervous but also excited".
I blush a bit and roll my eyes as he goes to hug India, why does he keep saying things like that ? Sending my stomach into a flutter of butterflies.
"Mom I got a favour to ask you, and you too Tom, kind of. One of the other make-up artists are late, his car broke down, so I promised to help with his work too". India suddenly look from me to Tom.
I look at her, wondering why she haven't said it earlier. "Of course sweetie, what do you need me to do ?"
"Well if you could just wash Tom's hair while I go get started on the other actor it would be a great help". She says, and I know that look, she is up to something.
I bite my lip, I am not so sure that me running my hands through that soft looking hair is a good idea, especially since I know from watching India washing it once that he is a bit sensitive about his hair. "Are you sure it is a good idea ?"

*Tom POV*
"Are you sure India ? We are not in that big of a hurry, so maybe you can do it all, or your mom could go take care of the other actor ?" Okay I know I might sound like a prima donna, but I am just panicking at the tought of Ginny running her hands into my hair, afraid I wont be able to handle it.
India sends me a searing glance. "Stop being a baby Tom, my mom can easily handle your hair, she washed my hair all my childhood".
"It wasn't.. I mean.. It just.. Oh never mind, it's fine". I sigh, I can't very well say that I am afraid to make a total fool af myself, but I know that if I try coming up with more excuses I end up sounding like a complete dick.
India just smiles and go to open the door. "I'll be back in about half an hour, and I expect your hair to be ready for styling".
"Shall we ?" Ginny looks at me, looking like she wishes she was somewhere else too, and I nod and walks to sit by the sink. Leaning my neck on the uncomfortable edge.
I always kind of had a problem with having my hair washed, my hair is kind of sensitive, if they pull it the wrong way it really hurt and if they pull it the right way, well let's just say it is my soft spot, and having a woman I am actually attracted to wash my hair, well I am afraid to embarrass myself.
"Here, lift your head a bit". Ginny says, and I do as I am told, she puts a folded washcloth under my neck.
I put my head back down and sigh with relief, sending her a grateful smile. "Thank you darling, you know just what I need".
She begins by running warm water over my head, and I relax a bit with a sigh, when done right I love getting my hair washed, but I am still nervous if I will embarrass myself.
Then the water is gone, but seconds later I feel her hands in my hair, oh God they feel like pure magic, she is practically massaging my scalp, had I known it would be like this I would have insisted that India did it, hell I would have commanded it, because this is pleasurable torture.
I think I am doing well, I haven't embarrassed myself so far on account of her sinful hands. But then thoughts starts running through my head, wondering how those hands would feel on my skin.
To be honest, I might have had some dreams this last week, quite naugthy dreams, but now I know what her hands feel like on me and I just can't stop my trail of thoughts.
"Oh God". The words slip out on a soft moan, and I feel Ginnys hands stop, and I wonder if she is done, when she asks. "Uhh sorry, did you say something ?"
Oh fuck, fuck, fuck OH FUCK. "Uhh I..". Think Tom, you are the bloody actor here. "Oh sorry, just oh..how good it is, not to have my hair pulled, most hairdressers do, you hands are so gentle".
"Well I used to work in a spa when I was young, before I got India and they thought me how to do massages, and I kind of kept it up, even took a couple of classes". She says, before continuing.
Oh for the love of God, don't tell me that, I think feeling miserable, I do want to know everything about her, but how is this going to help me control the naughty rabbit trails my mind are running ?
I manage to control myself as she rinses out the shampoo and ad some conditioner. But when she start rubbing my hair with a towel I can't hold back a groan, her name on my lips, luckily the towel kinds of muffles it, and I hope she doesn't hear it.
I am mentally scolding myself, but the way she is tugging my hair slightly to the right, it just well sends jolts through me, to a place a lot lower, sending back thoughts I shouldn't have.
"I just go grab a bottle of water". I shoot out of the chair as soon as she is done, and immediately leaving the room. I need air, I need a bit of distance or I might end up rushing things and scaring her away.

*Ginny POV*
I can't help thinking if I did something wrong, with him almost running from the room. But the way he had groaned my name told a different story.
I must admit I liked the sound of him groaning my name, and that I might have imagined it before, but the real thing is far better.