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Happy Valentine's Day, darling. |Tom Hiddleston

18 maart 2014 - 11:39

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Morning

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Morning


With your back against the balustrade you stare at Hamilton Hodell, where you and Tom both live. It’s been weeks since you’ve seen him. It’s been weeks since you’ve looked into his eyes and deep inside, you wonder what he looks like. Does he has that beard that you always loved, or does he look tired?
You sigh. It’s early in the morning, around 8 o’ clock. The sun is rising, it’s a marvelous day and you feel the butterflies flying through your whole body. You’re in love.
Somewhere you feel nervous. You don’t know how he’s going to react when he sees you. Does he still feel the same way? Is he still in love with you, after all these solitary weeks?
You tell yourself not to doubt his feelings, he loves you. You know it.
While looking at people who are walking their dogs you realize that you see a yellow cab pulling into the street. You focus on the backseat, trying to find out if it’s him or not.
And yes, it’s him.
Tom smiles when he sees you staring and without even realising it, you start to smile as well.
‘Darling,’ Tom says when he opens the door of the car. He spreads his arms and you walk right into them. You feel his warmth, together with the beating of his heart. ‘Happy Valentine’s Day.’
‘Happy Valentine’s Day,’ you smile and suddenly he presses his lips on your forehead. And again you feel the butterflies, the love. The lust.
As you both walk upstairs, you look at the way his curls swing together with the rhythm of his body. You catch yourself smiling, just because you’re looking at his divine body.
When you open the door you hear Tom sighing when he puts down his suitcase.
‘So, what are the plans for today?’ he asks you and again, you start smiling.
‘I don’t know,’ you answer while walking to your bedroom. Somewhere you're hoping that Tom will follow you, even chase you.
You start undressing yourself by putting down your hair, thereafter by taking off your clothes. One by one. First your jeans, than the tank top that you’re wearing underneath your leather jacket.
You throw yourself on the bed and when you look at the door opening you see him. The man of your dreams.
‘Darling,’ Tom pulls off his shirt and walks up to the bed. You stare at his muscled body, the way he comes lying next to you speaks for itself. He wants you. Just like you want him.
He grabs you, pulls you to him and kisses you intimately. He caresses your body, touches you everywhere. You moan, you kiss and all of a sudden you feel how he slips inside you. You start to moan louder and louder. You feel him.
His tongue caresses yours.
‘I’ve missed you,’ you whisper. ‘I’ve missed you so much.’
He smiles.
‘I love you, my love,’ he kisses you again and starts moving against you. The way he moans makes you want him even more. And again, you moan. This time, together. It’s like music to your ears.
He starts breathing louder, harder, more intimately than ever. Tom grabs you. Intertwines you with him. And suddenly he starts to move faster. You feel the beating of his heart against your chest.
Normally you would’ve felt uncomfortable. But now it’s different. Right now it feels like you’re in heaven.
‘Love me,’ you moan. ‘Love me!’
You start gazing into his eyes. You want to explain how you feel, but you can’t. It feels like you can show your feelings only by making him feel the same way, so you kiss him. Intensely.
‘I love you, darling.’

**

So I gotta say, ergens voel ik me toch wel ongemakkelijk nu ik dit aan het posten ben. Ten eerste, omdat ik nog nooit een Engelse-fic ben begonnen., dus wees niet te gemeen tegen me. Ten tweede, omdat ik nog nooit echt een seksscène heb geschreven. But I still hope you loved it.
xoxo


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Hermelien
Hermelien zei op 17 maart 2014 - 21:24:
Once upon a time, there was this little writer
She wrote stories about Twilight.
I met her and we knew deep in our hearts that we wanted to be real writers.
Back then a kiss scène may even seemed hard.
But those two little writers changed, you changed.
You changed into a proffesional writer, an emotional writer.
A writer that writes with feelings and her own heart.
I can look up at the world and say,

"This is her, my Parabatai and she's a real writer."

Wat ik hiermee bedoel love, is dat ik begrijp dat dit lastige scènes zijn.
Ik heb dit zelf eens geprobeerd in een stand alone.
And hetgeen wat échte schrijfsters anders maakt dan mensen die hier wel schrijven maar nooit echt boeken zullen uitgeven is dat jij grenzen aftast.
Dit was een grens, je hebt die verder gelegd en by the angel jij schreef dit prachtig.
Het is op een manier geschreven zodat het niet "gemeen" of "erotisch" word.
Het is geschreven op een passievolle, verliefde, prachtige manier!

Je werd opgenomen in dat moment en geen énkele seconde heb ik gedacht van, ieuw dit is walgelijk.

So, dit is wat ik er écht uit de grond van mijn hart van denk.
Want ik wil duidelijk maken hoeveel talent jij bezit en dat ik in jou geloof.
Like we always said when we first met.

We're gonna be proffesional writers.
And love, you made this stunning and heartbreaking beautiful!

xoxo


Bella01
Bella01 zei op 17 maart 2014 - 21:17:
*giggles*
Hier ben ik niet echt aan gewend, maar damnn! Je schrijft zo goed. In het Engels én in het Nederlands.
Both are perfect <3


Bumblebee
Bumblebee zei op 17 maart 2014 - 21:06:
Darlin'! Your writing is and always will be beautiful.
Is it in English or in Dutch. I will never lie 'bout it.
Love it!
Always.
<3