You were nervous, beyond nervous. Tonight was the premiere of the film you were in. Nothing big, a first time director making his debut as we're you but like any other film there was a premiere, which mean there was going to be a lot of famous faces walking the carpet with you. Or in your luck, famous faces you'd be falling into.
It had been windy and raining all day, typical English weather; you'd been battling with your fairly flowie dress and heels all night. The wind blew your hair into your face once more temporarily blinding you as you walked forwards. Your heel got caught in the fabric of your skirt, causing you to fall forwards... And into the arms of Tom Hiddleston (well, more his back).
"Oh, my God. I am, so, sorry." you gushed as he helped you to your feet.
He shook his head. "Accidents happen." he gave you a soft smile. "Besides, I consider it good luck to have a beautiful woman fall for me." he teased you a little making you blush.
A few weeks had passed since then and the pair of you had finally managed to have a date. You'd spoken about your love for Italian food with Tom a lot in the few short weeks you'd known each other so, Tom made sure to book a table in the best Italian restaurant he could.
Before you started your date you were nervous, afraid he would think you were boring once he'd actually started talking to you face to face but you were wrong. The pair of you never had a quiet moment always talking about something or laughing at a funny story or a bad joke the other had told. And the flirting, the pair of you just couldn't help it and if you were saying anything you were touching constantly each other.
"Tell me something, Y/N-" Tom started as he sat forwards pulling your hand closer to him. "How is it you don't have a boyfriend?"
You giggled dropping your head to try hide your blush from him. "I- it's a mystery to me, too." you smiled. "I just, haven't found the right man, I suppose."
Tom frowned a little. "Perhaps you have, only, its still early." he winked at you making you blush even more.
"Perhaps I have." you whispered. There was a short silence before Tom spoke again.
"I've really enjoyed myself tonight, Y/N."
You nodded with a smile, agreeing with him. "It doesn't have to be over just yet." you bit your lip as you looked up at him. "Does it?" Tom stared at you for a moment in silence as he thought about what you were saying, his sudden silence scared you. Had you crossed a line? "Unless you want it to be." you added looking away from him quickly. Idiot.
Tom shook his head smiling softly at you as he stood from his chair. He came to your side and held his hand for you to take which you did, still a little unsure as to what was happening. Tom held your hand as the pair of you walked out of the restaurant, silence still surrounding you until you were stood outside in cool air. You didn't have much time to wonder what you were doing as Tom had pulled you round the corner, hiding you from sight as he pushed you against the wall. His hands held firmly onto your hips as he closed the gap between you in a firm kiss taking you by surprise. Your hands moved up his firm chest and into his curls, your fingers tugging gently as you let Tom slip his tongue into your mouth.
"Shall we go back to my place, darlin'?" he whispered after a short while, smiling down at you. You nodded trying to bite back your grin.
The moment Tom had shut the door he was on you, his hands gripping your body as his mouth left wet spots on any bare skin he could find. You blindly made you way to his bedroom, you were just as eager as him. Your fingers tangling in fabric, desperate to get it off him. When you felt the bed press into the backs of your legs you pulled your mouth away from him smirking.
