TWH

7 - maybe get a little handsy

Emma buzzed the door and someone let us in. We could hear the music from the corridor.

"Small one!!" Tom opened the front door and gave Emma a big hug as she walked in.

"Thomas! Thank you for having us!" Emma gave him the bottle of vodka we'd brought and dance on in. As she passed his eyes fixed on me.

"Hi! Wow, you look fucking spectacular!" He said before gently placing his hand on my waist for a hug and kissing the corner of my mouth. He was wearing dress trousers and a white shirt which was slightly undone already. I'm guessing he'd had a few to drink.

"You look pretty cute your self there Mr Hiddleston"

He'd kind of slicked his hair back a bit and tamed the curls and he did look fucking hot. His hand stayed on my waist as we walked into the party. Their flat was packed. There were people everywhere! Emma had danced off and Tom took me though to the kitchen and got me a drink from their makeshift bar.

"You really do look incredible" he said as he leaned in and nuzzled my neck. "I've been looking forward to seeing you, pretty much since you left Oxford" he gently pulled me into kiss him. His lips felt soft and warm and I felt myself melt into him.

"It's been 30 fucking seconds and you're all over each other. Can you not hold back at all?!" Emma interrupted us as she walked into the kitchen to find a drink. We backed off giggling a little. And Emma took my hand.

"I'm stealing her" she said as she pulled me into the living room for a chat. I saw Tom watch as we wiggled past people and sat down.

"Richard's here but I just wanted to play it cool a little before I went over and said hi" she said as we drank our drink on the arm of the sofa. "Tom looks fucking smitten" she added.

"He looks hot!"

"Eww! Vom" she joked. As we were laughing, Richard came over and said hi to Emma. She didn't need to play it cool. He was totally loved up. She stood and chatted very closely to him before turning back to me and asking "you'll be alright if we just head off for a minute" she winked and I cheersed her glass.

"She left you on your own again" Tom came as sat with me.

"She has, but I'm happy people watching. It's your party, you don't have to sit with me"

"It's my party but I want to spend the whole night with you" he turned and held my face whilst planting a tender kiss on my lips. "So, I've done a little bit of research on you little miss" he raised an eyebrow.

"Fuck. What have you found out?" I feigned over the top worry and he chuckled.

"You've got some Movies coming out. When you said you had filmed some things you weren't bloody lying." He smiled.

"Well yeah. I guess. But bragging about that's not what it's about you know?" I didn't like to really talk about it. I was still worried that I was getting through on my name and not on merit.

"On one hand I do, but On the other; you should be very proud of your achievements and let the whole fucking world know how incredible you are" he smiled and my insides flipped. We talked a little more before people started dancing around us. Tom stood and offered out a hand for me to take.

He was a brilliant dancer. His hips moved to the music perfectly. He held me close and we swayed together, he turned me so my back was to him and he held my hips close to him. I could feel his semi hard dick as he ground us together to the music. I couldn't help but reach back and hold his head to my neck as the music blasted and I felt the world around us disappear.

As midnight got closer we'd all drunk quiet a lot. Emma and Rich we're back after saying a proper hello to each other and Tom had stopped being worried about touching or kissing me in-front of Emma. He was incredibly tactile and his hands were on me a lot. Touching my leg, holding my waist or hand. It made me flutter every time.

"You make me smile" he said close to my ear as we gathered for the countdown. "I'm so glad Emma brought you home" he kissed me before I could say anything and we spent the countdown making out. I didn't want it to stop. Didn't want to let go of him. Without saying anything he took my hand and pulled me to his room.

He shut the door and locked it behind him as I sat on the edge of the bed. "Sorry, definitely not locking you in" his puppy dog eyes looked worriedly towards me "just shutting them all out" he motioned to the door and then flopped down on the bed pulling me to lie down next to him.

He wrapped his arms around me and gave me a squeeze before rolling over slightly and kissing me. Our mouths crashed together. Finally alone I felt myself tingle with excitement and nerves. His hands explored. One was high above my head holding him steady as the other traced down my shoulder, across my chest. He skimmed the v of the front of my dress and I left my nipples harder under his finger tips.

I groaned as he gently kneaded at my breast, pinching my nipples through my clothes, between his fingers. His hand then moved lower, gently reaching between the slit of my dress. He reached around to my ass and pulled me closer to him. My leg instinctively wrapped around him and he bucked towards me. I could feel his hardness and impressive length though his flimsy trousers and I wriggled to try and feel him against me.

My breathing must have increased as, along with the excitement of having this super hot guy feel me up and grind against me, I was panicking that this super hot guy was feeling me up and grinding against me.

"You ok?" He stopped and asked looking down at me and tucking a stray hair behind my ear.

"Yeah." I panted a little.

"You sure?" He looked calm but concerned.

"I'm - Yeah. Ok there's something I need to tell you" he looked intently. Not moving or flinching "I've not well, not done... Umm, god this is embarrassing" my hands flew to my face to try and cover the redness that must have been spreading.

"Hey," He pulled my hands down from my face and brushed my cheek with his thumb. "It's ok. We can do this at whatever speed you want"

Inside I screamed thank you to him for not making me say it out loud. Outside I still cringed.

"It's fine. Sophie. Honestly. Hey, look at me" he raised my chin with his finger and I looked up "hi there" he smiled. "I'm Tom." He repeated the line from the pub. "Fancy making out a bit? Maybe getting a little handsy?" He joked waving his hand next to us. I laughed and all the awkwardness seemed to lift.