Mr. Hiddleston ♕

an entire movie where tom walks around half naked

Imagine he’s just helped you in the Jag. You’re wearing your favorite little black dress which makes your ass look fantastic and oh he’s definitely seen and stared at it.

Then he gets in and just sits there, all stoic, his hand resting against his mouth as he looked out deep in thought.

You ask him what’s the matter, turning your body just enough toward him that it makes your already short dress ride up your thighs the tiniest bit. You watch his eyes divert over to your legs .

Then he moves his hand, slipping it between your thighs and slowly drawing it upward. When he speaks, his voice is low, gravelly… like the growl of the engine.