Are you gonna be my girl? | Tommy&Tatiana
tatiana-nikolaevna:
The way he watched her, it was just so intense. His eyes never left her and she could feel them on her even when she broke eye contact to turn on the spot. Even from the distance apart that they were and with the lighting of the room, she could see the fire, the intensity and the passion in his eyes and it almost had her gasping for breath. Never in her life did she remember anyone looking at her quite like that.
Tatiana wasn’t a self conscious girl, she was confident, she was proud of her body and the work she had put into getting it into the shape it was. She had been in her underwear and less in front of Tommy before, but somehow, this was different. Being on stage, under lights, her movements and actions being his sole focus was almost daunting. Her entire body felt like it warmed from his words and she knew her cheeks would be blushing a perfect shade of pink. “Nobody has ever spoken to me like that before..” She watched him as he watched her and as soon as his lips touched her skin, she exhaled a shaky breath.
Her eyes never left him as she sank to his knees and kissed her over her underwear, a wave of arousal washing through her body. “Yes, please, daddy..”
Tommy knew, deep down, how dangerous this was. To open himself up to loving someone like this again was.. a big big risk. One he had only taken twice before, and neither had turned out all that great. He wasn’t the guy girls managed to love trough their entire lives. Instead he was the guy that girls loved periodically. In return, he had sworn off love a long time ago. Been convinced that it was not for him. But here Tatiana was, making him break all his own rules and cast aside defenses set up to protect his heart. He’d met her certain that she was going to fall in line with all the other princesses he had toyed with. And instead she had become so much more than that.
It was impossible not to be drawn to her unpredictable mix of confidence and cute bursts of something resembling shyness. Yet he loved when her cheeks would flare like that, pinking up in a beautiful shade that made him want to say something else that would keep or increase the color. She had to know that she was a sight for sore eyes, yet she seemed genuinely astounded by his words. Words spoken in a certain revealed yet vulnerable honesty that she had dug out underneath layers of his usual easygoing charm. His eyes lingered on hers, waiting for her permission, adoration reflected in them as neither looked away.
When he finally was allowed, Tommy sighed happily, wasting no time in getting rid of her underwear once and for all. Leaving that pink, soft, heavenly mound of hers entirely exposed and his for the taking. His lips landed on her skin, spreading down the length of her slit, nipping gently at the skin. Only now and then would his tongue dip out to stroke or lick at her.















