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Tom Hiddleston-professor(3)🖤

You felt a hand in your hair, trying to pull you from the dream you were having. You opened your eyes and saw big blue ones staring back at you. "Good morning." He said. You lifted a hand to your head. "Oh my god..." you rubbed your eyes. "OH my god." You sat up. "Are you alright love?" He asked. "I'm fine, I just- how are you feeling?" You asked. "Well,
My head hurts, I'm still nauseous, and I'm starving." He said. You pulled your hair back into a ponytail.

"I can make breakfast... or lunch... if you're hungry." You said. "You need to sit down... hangovers are rough." You pushed him down onto the couch. You walked into the kitchen, opening the fridge. You scanned for all the ingredients for the one thing you knew how to cook.

"Okay. We can have omelets, omelets or omelets." You smiled. "Omelets sound great." He said. "Can I come in the kitchen?" He asked. "Only if you sit down." You said, turning back. You pulled all the ingredients from the fridge, and put a pan on the stove. You were about to reach up for something on the top shelf of the fridge when you looked down. You weren't wearing any pants. You got an idea, turning around to Tom, who was eyeing you intently.

You winked, reaching up to the top shelf for the eggs, making sure the shirt lifted just enough for him to see. "You know you haven't got any pants on right?" He smirked. "I know." You said. Next, you bent down to the drawer below the oven, this time your shirt fell down your back, exposing your entire ass to Tom. You heard the sound of him shifting around him his chair. You stood up and turned around, seeing Tom standing in front of you. You smiled, reached back, and turned the burner off.

"I can't believe you." You said. You wrapped your arms around his neck. "Mmm...what'd you expect? Teasing your professor like that." He smirked. You pulled him down to kiss you, toms hands running up and down your back. He bent down to pick you up, slipping his hands around your ass, but you stopped him. "Wh-" "You'll have to be quicker than that, professor." You winked, walking back to Tom's bedroom. He was quick to catch up to you, closing the door and locking it behind him. "You'd be wise to stop running." He said. You rolled your eyes and walked right up to him. You hadn't realized the almost foot height difference between you until you were trying to look intimidating in front of him. He was pretty damn tall.

"You're really tall." You said, running your hands down his chest. He bent down and slipped his hands around your ass, almost too easily lifting you into his arms. "Better?" He smirked. You leaned forward and pressed your lips to his, trying your best not to smile too much. "My god..." he said, lowering the two of you onto the bed. "What?" You said in between kisses. "You're a good kisser." He said, moving down to ravage your neck. "I'll take it as a compliment. I'm not very experienced." You said. Tom pulled back to take his shirt off, you took the opportunity to pull yours off as well. "Wow..." Tom said, unbuckling his pants and pulling them down. "Wow yourself.. Look at you." You sat up, admiring the toned muscle below your fingertips. "Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked you, leaning back down. "I wouldn't be laying naked in front of you if I didn't." You smiled. He chuckled darkly, reaching down to pull your panties off.

You propped yourself up on your elbows, and watched as he bent down to the edge of the bed. One look and you knew he meant business. Tom pushed your legs apart, his fingers just gracing the edge of where you needed him most. He glanced up at you one last time before he pushed one of his fingers inside of you. You couldn't help the small whine that left you, but you could tell that it made Tom crazy. "Is this good?" He asked. "More... I want more." You said, falling flat on your back. He chuckled again, leaning down to attach himself to your heat. You moaned out freely, your hands tangling themselves into his red-brown hair. "Tom... more!" You said. He complied, and pushed two more fingers into you. You felt the tips of his fingers reaching your sweet spot, but it still wasn't enough. After a bit, Tom stopped. "I'm guessing you want more?" He smiled, coming up to you. "I want everything you've got." You reached up to hold the back of his neck, pulling him down to kiss you again, not caring if you tasted yourself on his lips.