Tom Sawyer (tommyboysawyer) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2014-02-02 21:51:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, elena gilbert, tom sawyer |
Who: Tom Sawyer and Elena Gilbert
What: The Morning After
When: Backdated: Wednesday, January 29th. Morning
Where: Tom's House
Rating: NC-17
Status: Complete
Slivers of sunlight snuck through the sides of Tom’s curtains, which in turn cast said slivers of sunlight across his bed and face. Groaning, Tom rolled over, one arm draping over a smaller body beside him. Blue eyes snapped open as he tried to remember the night before and as his gaze fell over the long brown hair on the pillow beside him he suddenly remembered the girl he’d met at Always. Elena. He didn’t always remember their names, so this showed that the girl had, had some sort of impression on him. Yawning, Tom ran a hand through his blond hair and decided to not get up even though part of him really wanted coffee. Coffee could wait though, because right now he had a pretty, naked girl in his bed. Now that he wasn’t facing the source of the intruding rays of sunlight, he wrapped his arm a little more firmly around Elena’s waist and closed his eyes again.
Feeling the man shift on the bed behind her, Elena made a sleepy noise but very much refused to wake up quite yet. She could certainly feel a bit of a hangover, though it wasn’t the worst she’d ever had, that was for sure, and she couldn’t recall vomiting up the contents of her stomach last night. But what she could remember was the handsome man she’d found herself going home with. Tom. That was it. He’d had gorgeous blue eyes, the kind that made her melt instantly. Though honestly, Elena didn’t think she would have slept with him if not for the alcohol’s help. Yes, part of her felt a tad guilty over the act, but the other half was smug.
As his arm wrapped a bit tighter around her waist, Elena moved her hand, letting her fingers slide along his skin, enjoying the warmth and affection. She was crazy, absolutely crazy. She’d never had a one night stand before! And she never would have considered it before Damon cheated on her with her friend. Even wanting to fix things with her fiance, she still needed the break.
As Elena’s fingers slid along his arm, Tom opened his eyes, smirking, “Awake?” Not that her being awake changed anything; he still planned on staying in bed for a little while, but if she was awake then staying in bed could be a lot more fun than just sleeping. When he’d met Elena at Always, Tom hadn’t planned on taking her back to his place, but he certainly wasn’t regretting it. They’d had a little fun in the car on the way over then a very enjoyable rest of the evening.
“I’m awake,” she replied with a little, pleased giggle, keeping her eyes shut for another moment. She had a feeling of freedom in her and she almost felt like she could get away with anything. There were no rules holding her back at the moment and there was a handsome man lying at her back, vying for her body again, Elena was sure. Last night had been...incredible, in a sense. She’d gotten that bit of fun she’d needed and now… She’d let the day bring whatever it wanted to.
“I hope this isn’t the part where you kick me out.”
Tom chuckled and slid his arm up so his hand was just under the curve of her breast, over the sheet, “No, this isn’t the part where I throw you out.” He left his hand where it was, curious as to what her reaction would be. She would either push it away or let him keep it where it was. His next move depended on hers, “Did you sleep well?” He spoke close to her ear, warm breath ghosting over the shell of it.
Elena could feel his warm hand sliding up her body until it settled beneath her chest, over her ribs, which was enough to cause the girl to tingle pleasantly. What had happened between them was starting to come back to her completely, though her body seemed to remember before her brain from the way her thighs were pushing themselves together while she shifted against him. He was very, very naked beneath the covers and she could feel the outline of Tom’s cock against her ass when she moved. “I slept very well. I think this is the most comfortable bed I’ve ever been in,” she whispered, turning her head so she could look at him.
Ugh, his eyes were so blue!
A satisfied noise sounded in Tom’s throat as Elena moved against him and he smiled at her when she turned to look at him, “I’m glad. You seem a lot better off this morning than you were last night.” As he spoke, his hand crept slightly higher, his fingers just barely brushing her nipple over the sheet. She hadn’t jumped out of bed, claiming she needed to get home yet, so he was taking that as a good sign, but he continued going slow, not wanting to scare her off. Elena may have been the one to initiate the first kiss the night before, at the club, but she was still young and any minute now she could regret everything that had happened and make up an excuse to leave.
She sighed contentedly, feeling her nipple start to harden at the bit of contact, and she figured the same thing would be happening to...something else here soon from the pleased sound he had given her. But she was taking this slow--as slow as she could. Elena didn’t know if this was the part where she admitted that she was basically engaged to a guy who cheated on her, or that she was skipping college classes again, though one of those seemed more important than the other. Still…
“I’ve never done this before,” the teenager told him in a soft voice, cheeks turning rosy with a blush. “I mean...have sex with some random guy. I’m usually not that type of girl. I’m usually...devoted, safe... I’m only eighteen and I’ve never been too wild and crazy. Not like my twin sister. There’s something freeing about it.”
For a second Tom had thought that she’d meant she’d never had sex before, which he never would have believed from the way she’d responded the night before. However, when she cleared up what she meant, he nodded, fingers still moving ever so slightly as he felt her nipple responding to the stimulation, “There’s always that one time you let yourself do something you otherwise wouldn’t have.” And boy was he glad that she’d decided that last night was the night to be wild and crazy. He wasn’t too surprised when she said she was eighteen; he’d assumed as much, but was glad that she was legal and this wouldn’t have any negative repercussions on him. He also couldn’t help but monetarily slip into that place that most guys went to when a hot girl mentioned having a twin.
Elena smiled at him and pressed a rather chaste kiss to his lips before she settled her head back onto the pillow, continuing to watch him. “I’m glad I did. Really glad. I don’t think I realized how much I needed it until...well, now, I guess. I feel like all this stress was just building up and I was going to explode.” She’d found a sort of relief and while it didn’t fix anything really, she didn’t see herself going off the deep end now. Tom was nice enough too. He hadn’t forced her into anything and even right now, he was calm and collected, patient. He made her feel like none of her problems mattered right now. This was a pause away from Damon and school and her life.
“I’m also pretty sure I’m missing a lecture right now,” she admitted with a laugh. What the hell was the point at the moment? If she was going to be a failure at college, she might as well do it by having fun. No moping like yesterday.
“I hope you have a friend who will take notes for you, because even in my fastest car, I don’t think you’d get there before the end,” Tom didn’t know what school Elena went to, but he knew that by the time they got dressed and into the car and on the road, no matter what, she wasn’t making it to class. Then again, he didn’t really want her to leave either and he didn’t think that missing one class would cause her to fail. She could always tell her professor that she’d been sick. “But you don’t seem to mind too much that you’re missing it.” He smirked and quirked a brow at her.
“I missed all my classes yesterday from drama. Which is why I had been out last night. And girls, we tend to stick together once we...make it past all those complicated trust barriers,” she explained, lifting a hand and making a motion with it. Yes, her group of college friends might have been the kind you didn’t really hang out with outside of the school environment--parties included--but they all had each others’ backs. When one of them was having boy problems, they covered. The education system was so stressful on top of the issues of a girl coming into adulthood, professors shouldn’t have been surprised when students didn’t turn up for class at times.
“It’ll be fine.” Elena nodded her head reassuringly. Considering her parents had died, her brother was only just starting to trust her again, and her fiance had cheated on her, Elena thought she had a lot more to worry about than school. “I’d rather stay here. Until you get sick of me.”
Tom shook his head, “Well then you’ll probably be here for awhile.” He’d had his fair share of women who left the moment they woke up or women he’d give cab money to when he needed to do work and asked them to leave, but on occasion, such as this morning, he didn’t mind when the woman he’d hooked up with stayed. “I have all day, so I won’t be asking you to leave any time soon.” His hand cupped her breast a little firmer as he spoke, but he didn’t put too much strength into it, again not wanting to scare her away.
She could tell that Tom was very sexual. He enjoyed the company of beautiful women and she was pretty sure that the case wasn’t always that he let them stick around like he was doing with Elena. He’d said he was a producer and he was working on a project currently, but Elena was happy to have the company for the day or however long. She must have really impressed him, whether in mind, body, or both.
His hand squeezed one of her soft breasts and Elena could feel herself giving into him again, though this time without the aid of any alcohol. Right now she was running on contentment and arousal with this man she had only just met a few hours ago, but she was starting to feel less and less insane over the fact she was sharing his bed. The teenager had the urge to kiss him like she had last night, and since this was the Elena Gilbert that was being wild, she did. The brunette pushed her lips against Tom’s, allowing her tongue to lick its way into his mouth as one of her hands came up, fingers sliding along the back of his neck and into his blond hair to hold him close.
Tom’s mouth opened to Elena’s, allowing her tongue inside as his arms moved to wrap around her body, holding her close. He enjoyed the way her smaller body fit against his own and for the moment, he didn’t want to let her go. Tom never let himself get too attached to the women he slept with, but he certainly gave them his full attention when he was with them and he was going to show Elena all the attention as long as she was there.
She let herself get lost in his mouth, continuing to kiss him hungrily with her slick tongue playing against his own, building up moans in her throat. Her lithe body moved against his larger one at the same time with those naughty hips of hers making little, graceful bucks, rubbing against his groin. It was quite obvious what she was after, but she completely blamed Tom, as he had been the one feeling up her chest in the first place. ...Okay, she might have started groping him eventually anyways. He was incredibly sexy and didn’t mind wandering hands.
Tom groaned into her mouth as she started rubbing up against him, his body responding almost immediately. She may have been young, but she knew exactly what she was doing. As they kissed, one of his hands slipped under the sheet, gliding over the smooth skin of her torso and stomach until his fingers found their target and slipped between her legs.
Elena could feel his cock hardening quickly and she couldn’t stop herself from smirking while licking at his lips and tongue. She’d been with Damon so long and he had always assured her that she was fantastic in bed, but being with another man was really the defining factor. Elena felt...powerful. She had quite the body and she knew for sure she was good at using it now, especially with all the experience she’d gained from her sorta-fiance.
She completely forgot about Damon when Tom’s fingers ended up between her thighs, finding the wet folds of her pussy, the true testament to how turned on she was. “Tom,” she called in a breathy, little cry, her body shaking. She fisted the expensive sheets of his bed in one of her hands and gave a tug, breathing deeply and closing her eyes.
A wicked smirk crossed Tom’s lips as Elena responded to his touch and slowly, he slid his middle finger inside her, “You feel incredible, you know that?” Her body was so hot and tight around his digit and just the memory of how she had felt around his cock the night before made him hard, not that he hadn’t already been getting there of course.
When his finger pushed into her hot center, Elena moaned and shifted beside him on the bed, pushing a leg out to open herself up further to him. She wanted--no, she needed more. She needed to drown her brain in pleasure so she didn’t feel the pain just below the surface. Elena couldn’t stand to think, not quite yet. “Y-yes…,” she finally managed to respond to him after a moment, trembling and thrusting her hips slowly.
That smirk only deepened as Elena responded even more. He was enjoying watching her and he quickly decided on his next step. Sliding his finger out of her body, Tom moved so he was on top of her and began kissing a trail down her body, the sheet coming up over his head the lower he got. Reaching her pelvis, he pressed his lips just below her belly button then moved down even further, running his tongue along her moist lips.
With Tom moving on top of her, Elena rolled onto her back and gave a giggle as he began to kiss his way down her small, curvy body. She ran her fingers through his short, blond hair, letting him do as he pleased since she certainly enjoyed where this was going, his head disappearing beneath the sheets. It didn’t take too terribly long until he was licking at her sex and causing the girl to spread her legs wider under the covers to accommodate him better. Elena had such a weakness for a man’s mouth on her down there--though that probably wasn’t terribly surprising.
“Breakfast,” she asked somewhat embarrassingly, obviously speaking about his position instead of the thought of going to suddenly eat pancakes.
Tom couldn’t help but chuckle against her skin, his hands coming up to rest on her spread thighs, “And it’s delicious.” His words were muffled by both her skin and the sheet covering his head, but she would be able to hear him regardless. As he licked her again, his tongue slid between her slick folds, a pleased hum vibrating in his mouth, which Elena would feel more than hear. A lot of guys didn’t enjoy going down on a girl, but Tom was not one of those guys.
Elena couldn’t reply to him, she was too busy arching up, digging her free hand into a pillow while the other kept gentle hold of his hair beneath the sheets. Every swipe of his tongue, along with the vibrations of his mouth against her sensitive folds made her erupt pleasant whimpers and moans. She only got wetter from the contact and the fact that Tom was enjoying himself down there between her thighs. This was something that Elena used to be so paranoid about, but now… “Oh...”
Her obvious approval and pleasure only spurred Tom on, his tongue delving inside her, his mouth pressed firmly against her skin, his nose nudging her clit. His lips and chin were getting wet with her juices, but he didn’t mind one bit. He wanted more, but he knew that he could get Elena off now and still get her off again after that.
She let go of his hair so she could slide her hand up to her breast, teasing at the nipple he had been playing with earlier, feeling it harden into a peak that was easy to tug on. Elena rocked her hips slowly back onto his mouth and tongue, enjoying the way his nose would touch her engorged clit and send a wave of pleasure through her. Her eyes were closed tight and suddenly...she was thinking about Damon, the way he could play her body so easily.
No… She couldn’t let those thoughts in. Couldn’t be weak. She pushed them away and focused solely on her body, the pleasure that was rising inside of her to soon bring on completion.
Tom was enjoying the taste of Elena and the noises she made as her body reacted to his ministrations, but he wanted to bring her to orgasm so he could watch her as she climaxed, in the light. Moving his mouth, he wrapped his lips around her swollen clit, two fingers coming up to tease her folds before sliding one in as he sucked and licked at her clit.
When his finger slid back inside of her, Elena’s body tensed for a moment while her breathing faltered...and then resumed again with a long, eager moan. The teenager shook uncontrollably and she seemed to be reaching the stage of pleasure up to the climax where her body was beyond her help, doing whatever it wanted. She curled her toes into his bedsheets and lifted her knees, which caused the blankets to rise, giving Tom a peek at a very blissed out Elena that was gripping the mound of her breast in one hand, as the other tugged and pulled on her pillow. She was so close, so fucking close, and she couldn’t stop it. She just needed a little more, for him to keep going.
As the sheet moved, Tom glanced up at her, gaze following the lines of her body from her stomach, up and over her breasts to her face, all the while he continued sliding his finger in and out of her body, his tongue moving over her clit. He could feel it in the way her body tensed that she was close and he was hoping that this would finally bring her over the edge.
It didn’t take much more to send the teenager over the edge into ecstasy just like Tom wanted. She cried out loudly and arched her body off of his bed as her insides were clenching tight around his finger. Elena’s mouth hung open and she breathed deep and and unsteady, slowly starting to come down from the high of her orgasm. “Ah…” She licked her lips while her hands released her breast and the pillow her head was on. She soon managed to lift her head and look down at him as well, giving a little smile with parted lips.
As Elena’s orgasm washed over her, Tom stayed where he was, dragging it out as long as he could then licked his lips as he gazed up at her, smirking. “If you weren’t awake before…” Slowly, he moved up the length of her body, his erection almost painful by now, but he’d wanted to give her some pleasure before he got his. Once he was face to face with her, he leaned into kiss her, letting her taste herself on his tongue as he pressed it, gently into her mouth.
Elena easily wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs spread around his hips as they kissed hungrily, the girl enjoying the way she could still taste her arousal in the cavern of his mouth. Her tongue licked against his own, a moan getting lost against his lips in the process. Her folds were still tingling from her orgasm and she...she knew that he was more than ready to have his own killer finish.
Pulling her kiss-bruised lips back from his and running her tongue along them, Elena stared up at him from the pillow with her doe eyes, searching his face. She lifted a hand, allowing her fingers to run over his cheek and the stubble of his jaw. A faint smile came to her lips in the process. “So...where did you keep your condoms?”
Smirking, Tom reached over towards his bedside table, pulled a condom from a drawer and proceeded to roll it down the length of his cock, groaning in the process. He was already so turned on from getting Elena off that he didn’t last as long as he otherwise would have liked, but he got Elena off once again, which caused him to feel just a little smug. Pulling out, he collapsed beside her as he started to come down from his orgasm, “Now that….has worked up a real appetite. Hungry?”
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While Tom went off to make breakfast for them, Elena quickly texted Lexi over her whereabouts before sliding into the man’s bathroom. She managed to find the lights pretty quickly and after her shock and awe over how amazing his shower was, she got herself cleaned up. She took a bit more time than she had planned, but what was a girl to do? She might as well take advantage of the situation. It’s not like he would mind. She’d pretty much rocked his world after all.
Once she got out and dried herself off with one of his plush towels, the girl hummed to herself and looked around his bedroom. She could spot her dress and bra on the floor but...panties… Elena walked around for a moment and by sheer luck, she had spotted them hiding under the bed, snatching up the pair and working them up her legs. Now she just needed someone to wear. Something that was not her velvet dress yet. She glanced over at what must have been his closet and found herself smiling.
It wasn’t too long before she was finding her way barefoot to his kitchen, dressed in one of the man’s button-ups that was probably ridiculously expensive. She wanted to snoop around, but it wouldn’t have been polite and she was starving. “Your shower is amazing,” Elena told him, coming up behind the man and stopping a couple of steps away to look around.
When Elena had gone into the bathroom to clean up, Tom had slipped on a pair of boxer briefs and his bathrobe then headed downstairs to make breakfast. While she showered, he put on a pot of coffee then started making eggs and bacon. He was just plating up breakfast when Elena came downstairs and he glanced over at her, taking in the sight of her in his shirt, “I like it.” He smirked and brought the plates over to the table, “How do you like your coffee?” He asked, pouring it into one mug then waited before filling the second to make sure that Elena wanted coffee.
The girl blushed softly at his compliment, grabbing at the hems of the long sleeves and swaying her arms a bit. Elena was definitely the kind of girl who liked being relaxed and comfortable. She’d gotten pretty used to doing that in her boyfriend’s clothes, his oversized, warm shirts that surrounded her tiny body and made her feel safe. It wasn’t...quite the same feeling with Tom, but a part of it was there.
Sitting down at the table and crossing her legs, Elena smiled at him. “With lots of sugar and creamer. At least today,” she replied to his question, a small laugh coming to her lips. This wasn’t...how she expected it would be, but it was nice and for just a little while she wasn’t thinking about all the problems she had in life. She could just eat breakfast with a handsome almost-stranger while they were both still practically naked.