Limerence (Tom Hiddleston fanfiction)

Chapter 24

I open my eyes and see Tom's face, inches from mine, his eyes staring at me intently - lost in thought. He moves closer and smiles at me, I hadn't realized how precious these moments were until I thought about never having them again. 

"Good morning." Tom whispers, his eye still sleepy as he kisses my nose. 

"Tom!" I protest, "Good morning to you too." he smiles, his face is too perfect-looking this early in the morning - it should be illegal. 

"How'd you sleep?" His brows move up in concern, the right one always higher than the left one - I had studied his face in detail and would call myself an expert in the art of Tom Hiddleston physique and face. Even though there was a lot I still hadn't discovered. 

"Not bad, I think I had a nightmare, but I remember feeling your arms around me and going back to sleep, you?" he sighs, looking relieved. 

"Uhm, you had a few nightmares darling, I had to wake you up at least three times, but, I'm glad you don't remember them. I'm so glad you're alright,"

I study his lips as he licks the bottom one, and unable to stop myself I lean forward and kiss him. A slow, still sleepy kiss, but my oh my, it was exactly what I needed to feel alive. 

"Tom? I need to tell you something about last night," I look down, before meeting his eyes - feeling stupid for asking. "Did you speak to me last night, when I was on the plane I mean?" I see his face become expressionless and his eyes widen. "I heard your voice, you were telling me that everything was going to be okay,"

"That I was there with you," I feel my heart stop. 

"Yes, exactly that, how'd you?" he smiles.

"I said those words over and over, like a mantra, like, like I was praying to you, I can't believe you heard me," I hear the disbelief in his voice and somewhere my heart melts as he pulls me to his chest, my lips pressing against his skin, feeling the warmth radiate between us. 

"Last night, I realized that I don't want to ever be apart from you again. I want nothing more than to be with you, to laugh with you, to tell you things and share things with you." I frown.

"Is this some kind of backwards proposal?" he laughs and I stare up at him, puzzled. 

"Ehehehe, no, no darling, I'm just saying that I want to be with you. I don't ever want to lose you." he caresses my cheek. "And, just so we're clear - you will know when I propose to you,"

"Alright Mr Hiddleston," I get up from the bed, noticing his bare chest and how badly I wanted him, not only emotionally but physically. "Let's make some breakfast, I'm starving." I pull him up and notice his grey sweatpants hanging inhumanly low at his torse and I can see almost all of him. I quickly look back up. "Fuck me" I whisper under my breath and he pulls me back on top of him, placing my hips exactly over him and I bite my lip. 

"Your wish is my command." Shit! I didn't think he heard that - that is anyways not what I meant!

"You know that's not what I meant," he moves his hips upwards and I feel him, oh my... I want this so much, a carnal desire that I can no longer resist. "Ah, Tom, I really need you to,"

"Yes?" his voice is filled with seduction, his eyes full of want. 

"Give me a minute?" he nods understandingly as I get off of him, scurrying to the bathroom. I quickly brush my teeth with his toothbrush and when I lean forward to spit, I feel him behind me, his hands on my hips. I jolt upwards as he takes the brush from me and starts brushing his own teeth, his sinister smile ever present. 

"Breakfast?" I ask, he nods. 

I quickly scurry to the kitchen and start frying some eggs in a pan and put some toast in his toaster, I notice the bouquet of flowers on the table with a card and my name on them, he must have planned to give them to me yesterday, I wonder what else he had planned - I know I had a few ideas.