Unscripted Love • A Tom Hardy fanfic

Chapter 21

"Happy New Years Eve," Fiona rolled over to a sleepy Tom.

"Happy New Years Eve," Tom repeated and rolled toward Fiona, putting his right arm under his head, "wait is that thing?"

"No. No. Baby," she rubbed his head, teasingly. He reached over and pulled Fiona's leg over him, holding her ass in his hand. Fiona's hands played with his hair, running her fingers down his neck. She whispered to him, "That shirt looks awfully uncomfortable."

Tom laughed loudly and ran his fingertips slowly up her spine. Fiona pulled at his shirt, silently urging him to take it off. Her hands wandered up his chest, feeling the details of his muscles.

"You're randy this morning, love," he laughed. He missed her soft hands exploring his body.

"I may get grounded, but if we're quiet..." she trailed off and slowly unbuttoned her polka dot pajama shirt. Tom looked from her slightly exposed breasts back up to her face.

"Are you serious?" his eyes widened, "We can't..."

"Well, no, we can't really. The bed hits against the wall," she stopped halfway through with the buttons and ran her hand over her breasts. "But we can do other stuff."

"Hits against the wall, huh?" Tom asked with a smirk.

"Shut up," Fiona laughed. She slipped her hand under the waistband of his black sweatpants. She played with the hair above his dick, inching her way down and then back up. Her nails scratched gently along the inside of his thighs.

"Mmm," Tom said under his breath quietly. Fiona propped herself up to kiss his neck as she played in his pants. She crept her fingers closer to his hard cock and ran them over the soft skin of his balls instead. Her fingers swirled over them as she sucked on his neck gently. Tom let out another quiet moan.

Fiona jumped up and checked the lock on the door making sure it was secure. She then hopped back to Tom, who's hand was in his pants in her absence. Tom watched her in her half opened shirt climb back onto the bed and shimmy his pants from his waist. Fiona moaned as she saw his cock freed from his pants. She licked her lips and then put his cock to her wet mouth. She sucked slightly on the foreskin that covered his dick. Tom licked his lips, watching her play with his cock. She slowly eased it between her lips, as if he was entering her tight pussy. She did that several times before opening wider and letting him fuck her mouth with ease. Her wet mouth drooled down his shaft as she took him in and out. Tom sucked on his bottom lip hard to keep himself from moaning.

Fiona slipped her hand around his hard cock, stroking him while she licked the head. Her wet hands slid down to grasp his balls firmly in her hand. Tom's lip quivered. He wanted to hold out but he knew he wouldn't be able to control himself. He reached down and stroked her head. Her eyes stared into his, her lips curling up at the corners, she knew he was close. She continued thrusting her head on his cock, watching his face. He tightened his grip on her hair as he came silently. She closed her lips around his cock as his cum filled her mouth, holding it there until it stopped twitching. She couldn't help but smile at him as he opened her eyes, a small drop fell from her lips. She swallowed the cum in her mouth and licked around her lips. With one finger, she wiped the small mess on her chin and licked at it.

She climbed up and straddled his body. Tom grabbed her in his arms and pulled her to him, he rolled her over onto her back. Fiona laughed maybe louder than she should have, Tom put his hand over her mouth and shushed her. Fiona was even more turned on than she already was. Now she didn't care if the bed made noise, she needed him inside her.

"Just fuck me," she begged in a whisper when he removed his hand. He quickly put it back over her mouth.

"You're gonna get us caught," he said quietly, his hand sliding into her panties. He found her pussy was soaked and eager for him. A huge smile came across his face, "now be a good little girl and stay quiet so I can taste you."

He slowly removed his hand from her mouth and she nodded in agreement. He wasn't all that confident that she could remain quiet. He pulled her drenched panties from her and tossed them on the floor. He looked up from between her legs and put his finger to his lips, reminding her to be quiet. He lifted her legs over his shoulders and lowered his head to her smooth pussy. His tongue slid between her glistening warm lips. Fiona bit hard on her lip.

Tom dipped his tongue into her center, fucking her with it. She looked down at him, her eyes were begging him to fuck her. Tom smirked and shook his head. He slid a finger into her instead, and then another. She threw her arm onto her face and covered her own mouth. He then pursed his lips around her clit and sucked on it. Fiona's hips bucked against him. He danced his tongue over her clit while his fingers pushed in and out of her making her wetter and wetter.

Tom watched her as she bit her arm hard. He knew she wouldn't be able to keep quiet so he needed to be ready. He didn't want her family to know what they were doing, but he also really enjoyed making Fiona scream.

"I can't," she said strained. Tom pulled his fingers out of her and tasted her pussy again, dropping his tongue to lick at the cream that ran down toward her ass. She pulled her pillow over her face. His tongue stroked against her asshole while his palm rubbed over her clit. Her breath got faster, he could already hear her moaning.

He crawled up to her and pulled the pillow from Fiona's face, clearly it wasn't helping. He kissed her lips before putting his hand over them again. He slid his fingers back inside her and fucked her harder, wishing it was his cock. He let out a low growl and looked back into Fiona's eyes. He reluctantly stopped fingering her and moved to rub circles around her clit. Her eyes half closed, she moaned against his palm.

"Cum for me," his lips were pressed against her ear. He circled her clit faster and faster. She obeyed and let go. Her chest rose and fell fast, he felt her breath on his hand. He watched her body calm and dipped his fingers into her wetness. He brought them to his lips and sucked on each finger slowly. He peeled his hand from her face, Fiona breathed heavily. He kissed her forehead, "that's a good girl."

Fiona pulled his face to hers and kissed him passionately. Fiona wanted him again and again but she tried to control herself. They would have an entire apartment to themselves later, she could have him any way she wanted then.

"How, are you so good at that?" Fiona ran her fingers through his hair.

Tom smiled and shrugged. He rolled over next to her and put his arm around her. He stroked down her arm.

"Like, really, really good," she moaned into his chest.

"I love you, so I pay attention to what you like," he said. "And I Iove making you cum over and over again."

"So, round 2?" Fiona smiled.

"Later," Tom laughed and squeezed her ass. "When I can make you scream."

Fiona knew she definitely was going to need him later and they could be pretty much as loud as they wanted. So many orgasmic thoughts filled her head.

Tom helped Fiona load her bags into the car. Fiona was insistent they leave earlier rather than later. She wanted to get settled in and do any shopping they needed to before the festivities would begin and they had to worry about drunk drivers.

Fiona added the two cat carriers last of course and said goodbye to her family. Tom lingered talking to her mom, driving Fiona crazy with his politeness. She watched from the car as he gave her a hug. He walked down the path toward Fiona's car, she stuck her arm out to wave. Tom hopped in the passenger side. She joked at how nice he was which he chalked up to his British manners again.