Tom HiddlestonXReader I can't help it

You awoke to feel a warm arm across your stomach, you scooted backwards, hoping to feel the warmth of a strong chest against your back.

Your eyes shot open, and you attempted to jump out of bed, getting tangled in the sheets and flopping onto the floor instead.

You looked up to see a blond haired man looking down at you, a grin plastered to his face.

"How graceful, (y/n)."

You sputtered and gasped,

"T-Tom, how did you get into my house?!"

He chuckled softy and held out a hand. You shook your head and stood without his help.

"I walked in, of course."

You looked at him for a moment.

"I have a spare key," He explained. "Remember, you gave me it?"

"I changed the locks." You retorted.

"I am the god of mischief."

The palm of your hand smashed into your face in an epic face palm that was starting to sting.

"That is no excuse."

Toms' hand reached for yours, grasping it and pulling you, forcing you to not only fall, but miss the bed as well, causing you to land on Toms' chest.

He looked up at you, his light blue eyes looking into your (e/c) eyes, matching them with a burning passion.

You opened your mouth to speak, but his voice interrupted you.

"(y/n). . .I cannot help myself."

Before you could make a sound, or question him, his lips smashed into your gaping ones.

His soft lips pressing against yours caused your mouth to open a bit more, which he took as permission to slip his soft tongue into your mouth.

You blinked in surprise as his tongue waged a war on yours, easily winning and dominating yours.

Soon, he took action, flipping and pinning you to the bed, his hands on either side of you.

His tongue pulled out from your mouth, only to lick across your lips, causing them to tremble.

His tongue invaded your mouth once more, not asking or waiting for permission.

He held this passionate kiss for several minutes before pulling away once more, you felt like begging him to become close to you once more, closer than he was, at least.

"I'm sorry, (y/n), you're just so beautiful, I couldn't help it. Do forgive me."

You sputtered for a moment, unable to form words in your dazed state, before muttering,

"I-it's okay." You whispered softly, hoping he wouldn't hear you, "I kinda liked it. . ."

He grinned wider as he caught your words,

"Does that mean I may continue?"

You looked at him, and leaned up as he lurched forward slowly, your lips meeting in the middle.