*Tom*
"So did you enjoy your evening ?" I ask as we are in the car on our way home.

"I did very much so". She smiles warmly at me. "But my feet will be happy to get out of these shoes".

The chauffeur turns slightly in his seat. "Sorry to interrupt sir, but will we be making one or two stops ?"

Honestly I have no idea what to say, we haven't been talking about it and I don't want to assume anything or make her feel pressured. But before I can say anything, she answers. "Just one".

"Are you sure ?" I whisper softly, feeling my heart do a double take, honestly there is probably nothing I would love more right now.

"Completely sure". She leans in, her warm breath fanning over my neck, instantly directing my blood flow south. When her lips follow it doesn't help.

My hand tightens on her waist and my breath hitch. "Well I am not going to tell you no".

"I never really feared that". She giggles softly and I can't stop myself from turning my head slightly, catching her lips with mine.

The rest of the way home we spend kissing softly, and I really have to hold myself back and not start making out like teenagers in heat.

"Here you go Mr Hiddleston". The chauffeur opens the back door, smiling at me like he knows a secret.

I get out and hold out my hand to Sigyn, then I nod at the chauffeur. "Thank you and have a great night sir".

"You too". The man says with a grin, but I don't care about his cheeky grin, I just grab Sigyn's hand, pulling her inside.

As I open the door we are met by the sound of paws as Bobby comes sprinting, almost sliding to a hold when he spots Sigyn. I squat down. "Hi boy, come say hello to Sigyn, you remember her from the train right ?"

"Hi Bobby.. I hope you don't mind me intruding". She say, squatting down beside me, holding out her hand. As Bobby comes over to let her scratch him behind the ears, she look at me. "We should probably walk Bobby before.. anything else".

"You can just stay here.. if your feet are sore I mean". I stand up and grab Bobby's leash. It warms my heart that she thinks about Bobby.

She get up too, shaking her head slightly. "It's not that bad, I'd love to come with you".

"Well let's get going then". He put on the leash and open the door. To be honest, I am much more excited to get back again.

We walk down the street arm in arm, just enjoying the evening and the silence. There is nothing awkward in the silence between us.

I notice that she has wound her free arm around herself, and that she has goosebumps up her neck. "Are you freezing darling ?"

"It's just a bit chilly.. I can manage". She say with a small smile.

I stop and pull of my jacket, draping it around her shoulders. "Bullocks darling, here you go, I don't want you getting cold".

"Thank you.. you really are like a fairytale prince or something". She say softly.

"I hope that I have more dept than they usually have". I say with a chuckle, sliding my free arm around her waist, pressing a kiss to her neck whispering. "And I think I know some tricks that they don't".

She groan low, biting her lips, exactly the reaction I was hoping for. Her voice turns to a soft purr. "Maybe we should start walking back now".

I chuckle. "I think that sound like a marvelous idea darling".

*Sigyn*
"Thank you for letting me have it". I shrug out of the jacket, that smells so deliciously like him and hold it towards him as he straightens up after having taken of Bobby's leash.

He takes it but lets it fall to the ground, stepping over it and out of his shoes. A sexy smirk spreading on his lips and for some reason it makes me step back a step, making the smirk widen.

Then he reach up, loosening the tie as he very slowly steps closer. He reminds me of a predator stalking its prey and I do not mind at all being the object of his full attention right now.

When he gets close I reach out, grabbing the un-tied tie on both sides, pulling him to me, kissing him deeply, a moan rising in his chest as his hands grab my hips.

I feel his hand slid up my back and into my hair, where he gently remove the hair pins releasing my hair, combing his long fingers through it, sending little shocks through me.

My fingers are fumbling with the buttons on his shirt, wanting so badly to be close to him, to feel the warmth of his skin under my hands.

He is tucking at the hidden zipper to my dress and I worriedly stop him. "Don't tear it, I have to return it tomorrow and I can't afford to pay it".

"Don't worry". He mumbles against my neck, as I now fumble with the dress. "I took the liberty of paying for the dress and shoes.. they are yours".

"Oh Tom". I grab his face kissing him deeply. "But don't rip it, it is so pretty, let me get it off".

He is watching me intently, his eyes darkening like the sky just before a storm. "Getting it off sound like a great idea".

I get it open as fast as possible, letting it slip to the floor. Fighting the impulse to cover myself. "Maybe you want to get that shirt off to if you want to..".

Tom grabs the shirt, ripping it of his body, buttons flying everywhere.

".. save it". I can't help giggling. "Well problem solved I guess".

The ruined shirt is left behind him on the floor as he lifts me bridal style, carrying me up the stairs at a swift pace. In his bedroom he puts me down at the edge of the bed, before kneeling in front of me. He taps my right foot. "Lift".

I lift my food and he removes the shoe, kissing the top of my food before sitting it down, rolling of the stocking.. then he repeated with the left foot.

As he gets back on his feet I drop my bra on the floor, leaving me in my panties. His eyes roam over me, followed by an appreciative sound. Then he kisses me, tipping me back till we both end on the bed in a laughing heap.

I run my hands over his sculpted chest, humming in appreciation. His hands are roaming slowly over my body, like he is making a mental map of every dip and curve.

He flips me on my back, hovering over me, the look of desire on his face taking my breath away. Then he starts kissing down over my chest and I soon have a hard time doing anything but focus on those warm wet lips and the tongue teasing my skin.

"God". I moan, grabbing onto his shoulders as he starts playing with my nipples. I can't remember ever being this turned on before in my entire life.

After teasing me and torturing me for what seems like forever, his mouth starts moving down my body. His voice has gone half an octave deeper and has a strained edge to it. "You are perfection baby.. so beautiful and sexy.. it's driving me insane".

Honestly I just whimper, unable to do anything else. His long finger slips into my panties, slipping them off me. Letting the fingers trail back up my legs, followed my trails of delicious fire on my skin.

When those long fingers first ghost over my folds, then slowly part my waiting flower , my breath hitches and I desperately grab the bed sheet. And when his warm mouth starts exploring me I am lost to the world, caught up in a whirlwind of passion and pleasure.

After several mind blowing orgasms I can't take it any longer, and I pull him up to me, kissing him deeply. My voice kinda raw from all the screams and moans of pleasure. "You sir has a wickedly talented tongue".

"Well I told you that I know some tricks". He wink at me, looking very much pleased with himself, but I would say he definitely is allowed to right now.

He get of the bed and I lay there in my blis, watching as he slowly removes his pants and socks, the bulge in his tight boxers making me swallow. Then he gives me a cheeky smirk and slowly pull down his boxers, freeing his full length.

"Ohh". I don't even realise it slipped out before I hear him chuckle.

He slide up beside me and I let my hands run over his body, he really is quite a sight to behold naked, all sculpted, long and lean muscles. I love the splash of ginger hair on his chest and abdomen. And the freckles generously sprinkled over his body.

Slowly my hand slides down, closing around his hard erection. Suddenly my hands seems so tiny. And a small fear sneak up on me. It's almost scary, and I most definitely haven't handled anything that size before.. will it hurt ? No, I trust Tom, I know he will be gentle.

I gently run my hand up and down his length, feeling the soft skin and the rock hard core. He moans and whimpers softly. Making me bite my lip, gripping a bit tighter.  A hiss leaving his lips. "Damn".

In a move so swift I don't realise before I am pressed into the mattress by his body and he is kissing and nibbling on my neck. I feel his hardness press against my lady parts with every movement.

He reach down between us, grabbing his erection, slowly rubbing the head over my slick folds, making me squirm and gasp. The words just spilling out. "Please Tom.. I want you so badly".

"You have me". He whisper softly and I feel him press against my entrance, knowing that I am tensing up. He leans down, kissing next to my ear. "Breathe darling.. I got you.. relax".

I look into his eyes and see only love, warmth and a smouldering desire, making me breathe in and tell my body to relax. And this time there is no resistance as he slowly slips into me.

He buries his face in my shoulder as he is fully seated in me, breathing in deeply, mumbling against my skin. "Perfect.. so perfect".

Then he start moving, slowly rolling his hips on me and my legs fold up around him. Our bodies moving together. Hands and mouths caressing and tasting, our breaths and sweat mixing and for a moment it is as time stops and only we are aware of the world and each other.

It feels so good, so perfect and I just want to get lost in this feeling forever. Way to soon I feel the coil of pleasure in my abdomen tighten, and then release the waves of pleasure, pulling me under. Tom lifts himself up, grabbing my hips and ups his movements, keeping me in a state of pure ecstasy as he chase his own release.

My eyes rolling back and my throat making weird little sounds, then finally he groans, as his muscles stiffen before the final thrust and he halfway collapses beside me, his breathing rapid. "Oh lord.. that was..".

"Oh it was..". I mumble.. feeling like a blob of jello.

He pulls me into his arms, pulling the blanket over us. Then he kisses my neck and shoulder. "Sleep my love.. good night".

"Good night Tom". I mumble, feeling sleep pull me under.