Warning : Pure SMUTT
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Tom wrapped his long and strong hand around her waists from behind. He's always liked the perfect shape of her body. He missed her so much as much as she missed him. "I miss you, love." And he was raining soft kisses on her neck as she tilted her head for easy access. "I miss you too, Tom." He liked the little mewls that she made whenever he'd surprise her with a bunch of kisses.
She could feel the heat of his body from his bare chest, his warm lips touching every single of her flesh, driving her over to the edge. He slid his hands down and grabbed her dress, lifting it up around her waist, when his hand was about to slid under her panties. She hold his hand prevent it to move further.
"You don't want me to touch you, love?" he whispered questioning as he stopped attacking her neck.
"I'm sorry. I am having a visitor." She whispered back.
"Do you wish to continue, my darling girl?" Tom asked. "I'm not trying to push you." he added.
She turned around to face him. "I think I still could manage to do this" she whispered in teasing tone.
His skin was smooth and smell of mint as she kissed down over his collarbone. She swept her lips along the strong line of his jaw, towards his ear. She nipped his earlobe, she smile as he shivered and moan softly, his hand tightening on her back and skimmed up. His pulse beat quicken. His mind swirling with arousal.
With that in mind, she knelt on the cold marble floor. She wanted him to be naked. She wanted to kiss every inch of his skin. She reached for the rubber waist of his boxer. His fingers twitching in her hair as she slowly easing it down. Letting his already hard member to spring free.
She tried hard not to jump on him. She trail kisses down over the flat of his belly. She sucked a love bite into the flesh of his thigh.
She wanted to tease him first, the way he always teased her. She wanted to drive him crazy.
She leaned in to flick the tip of her tongue at the head of his cock, as he sucked in a sharp breath. She tasted him. He groaned, his head tilting back. She enjoyed the sound of his moans.
She looked absolutely sinful between his legs.
She could taste pre cum leaking in her mouth and slowly pulled away.
"You tease," he whispered in husky voice.
She shoved him on the bed. His back against the white sheets. She crawled on him "Let me please you, My King."
Her tongue presses flat to the underside of his cock. She lightly glanced up at him. He gave a single look before dropping his head back to the pillow.
She took his cock in her mouth, starting to bob her head up and down.
"Y/N..." her name emerged. He shivered, he rocked against her, his breathing rough and ragged and his hands now buried in her hair.
She hummed on his cock buried deep in the back of her throat.
She did everything in her power to make him moan louder and lustier.
Tom swears he's in heaven. If it's the last thing he ever sees, he had died as a happy man.
"Fuck. Y/N, I'm gonna-"
He's getting close. She knew well how his hips lift.
Ghosting her mouth along the length, she can't help but grin as his hips buck and his fingers tighten in her hair. He swallowed hard. His eyes were dark with lust.
He was writhing against the white sheets and repeating her name like a mantra. He groaned harshly.
His cock spasm in her mouth.
She milking him dry and swallowing as much as she could take.
His lips parted in grunts and moans.
He groaned, bucking his hips and hitting her deep in the back of her throat, as she sucked the last of him dry.
As the blissful roll of an orgasm swallows him whole, he really loses himself for a moment.
He was panting heavy. Once he was finished, she pulled away with sound of lewd pop.
She crawled up and settled in his arms. Her hand on skimmed along his bare chest. We just laid together, legs intertwined. His fingers caressing her hair. He was always affectionate with her. But he looked seem lost...somewhere.
"Are you still here, my dear husband?" she purred.
"I thought I was in Heaven. Yet, I'm here love." He whispered assuring her.
She lightly chucked. As she can see his eyes heavy with exhaustion. He was spent, he was an utter mess, exhausted and limp.
"I swear to the God, once you are finished from your period, you will be in so much trouble, love." He devilish grinned.
"I love how it sound, Thomas."
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IMAGINE (Loki, Adam, Tom, Thomas Sharpe) one shot
Short StoryBasically on Loki, Adam, Thomas Sharpe, Tom hiddleston. Some are one shot. Some are more, I can't help it, my mind can't stop. English is not my first or second languange. I do not own any of these characters or pictures. Credit goes to the owner.
