POV: Tom. Play the song lovers!! 😍😭😘

Our filming ended for the day, thank god...

I walked out of my jail cell feeling completely drained. One of the crew members, handed me a towel as I wiped the blood and sweat from my face.

What I needed was my Em. My Emma...

Just as I had desperately thought it.... There she was, running towards me onto set.

I dropped my towel and caught her in my arms with Emma jumping on top of me, wrapping her legs around my waist. She cupped my face in her sweet hands pulling me into her lips that called to me. She then was frantic checking to see if I was alright...

"Are you hurt, Thomas? Baby tell me the truth! This is just too brutal for me to watch! Ron kicked me out after I screamed!" She paused giggling, "But I snuck back in... oh, baby you were truly remarkable. I'm telling you, you're going to be nominated for an Oscar, you're going to win!"

"Oh, please... If anyone's getting a nomination for an Oscar and anyone who's more deserving of an Oscar, it's you, Em." I softly spoke as she humbly smiled at me, making my body overheat in wanting to take her here in front of everyone.

The man playing 'The Mini Führer', actor Thomas Kretschmann, walked passed us smirking and laughing saying aloud "You two make me sick..." He teased hitting my back. "How's your nose Tom? I didn't break it this time, did I?" He joked in his thick German accent, walking away. "You wish you did, you bloody arse." I replied yelling in our teasing banter.

"Okay you two! We'll see you two lovebirds January third! Tom! That was wonderful! I still have chills!And you're still on your diets MEN!" Ron yelled in directing at us, myself, and our other actors. My fellow 'soldiers' began to groan with the ongoing diets... then they all began to whistle and clap at Emma and I's affections once again. Passing us and scattering off to begin their holidays.

"All I know, is that I'm bloody starving!" I chuckled holding her tightly in my arms, wanting to feast on fattening food and her alluringly appetizing body...

"All I wanna do is go back to our suite, shower, order a six pack of beer and get a large god damn pepperoni pizza, and make love to you and fuck you all night long..." I sexually lingered in her ear, setting her on the ground, with her arms still snug around my neck. She adorably laughed and blushed rushing in pink all across her cheeks."You'll get in trouble for eating that, Tom!" She smiled at me in shock with her big beautiful bright cocoa colored eyes, piercing my soul...

Emma literally takes my breath away...

"You'll be my excuse to work it off tonight..." I told her suggestively muttering under my breath, as she smiled into my kisses again.

Our car drove us back to the suite, to where we were staying in Frankfort. I ordered our dinner of fattening cheesy delicacies... Emma and I showered together, like we always did...

Our dinner arrived. Then we dressed into our pajamas and got into our massive king sized bed to eat, drink, relax, and watch 'Die Hard,' my favorite Christmas movie. We reminisced about Alan Rickman, our dear departed Professor Snape... every time he came on the screen...

"I loved the time when we were filming the scene in 'The Half Blood Prince,' leaving Hogwarts through the Great Hall. He sarcastically and seriously warned us "Don't step on my fucking cloak." "Well of course what do I do? I was the first one to step on his blasted cloak, he insisted on wearing and he went flying backwards! Oh God, it took fifteen takes, I kid you not." Emma and I both laughed.

"My favorite scene I filmed with him, was when he called me the 'Insufferable Know It All.' I was terrified and excited all in one." She expressed her treasured memory softly smiling.

I practically ate the entire pizza, I'd been craving for months. Emma and I became drunk on our strong German beer. I loved it when she was drunk. She was positively hilarious and sexily delectable, Emma was this charming sober and not sober, she just revealed her other side, even more with hard liquor... I was intoxicated by her always...

"Oh my god... I haven't eaten a pizza in two months. That was amazing. But not as savory as you, my sweet sexy little, mouthwatering dessert... I want my second course, Emma Charlotte Duerre Watson..."

I finished speaking, reaching for Emma, smirking into her plump addicting lips, laying flush on top of her body, opening my mouth smoothly and kissing her forever sweetened essences of candy coated orifices.

She circled her arms around my neck, running her fingers upwards through my hair, deepening our snogging, getting lost in the heat our passions.

I ripped her spaghetti strap camisole off of her beautiful body to reveal her bare lustrous breasts. I kissed every square inch of them, mesmerizing upwards with my tongue to taste her breast bone and silkened neck. Emma always moaned arching her back and squeezed her legs tighter around my waist when I did this. I loved what I did to her... because I loved her and wanted to give her every pleasure possible.

I lifted my shirt off of my body and quickly returned to my love's needs... I kissed and licked her stomach, nibbling at her honey morsel flavored nakedness against my tastebuds, flowing downwards towards her sugary wetted tunnel. I took hold of the corner of her knickers with my teeth, raising her scrumptious rump with my hands and removed her pink laced knickers. Returning my mouth to satisfying her enticing lustily quarry, I was amorously addicted too.

"Thhhooommaass..." She moaned in desperation, holding onto my hair with one hand and griping the sheets with the other.

I grabbed Emma's thighs lifting them up and placing them on top of my shoulders.

I teased, rubbed, titillated, and swirled her femininity with my glossy tongue, until she breathlessly begged me stop. Not being able to handle my talents any longer, after giving her two euphoric apogees...

I sat up gently, widening her legs to welcome me to enter her insides, with my hard wantonly throbbing virility.

Emma pulled herself up, removing my boxers with her hands, as we gazed our ardent hungry eyes into each other's souls. Bringing our faces so close to each other, but not kissing... it was a silent sexual moment of tension, while I watched her seductively licking her beautiful soft lips and I bit my lower one trying my hardest not to fully attack her, accidentally hurting her...

"Oooohh, Em... you feel so good, baby." I whispered easing myself slowly inside of her readied sodden carnal narrowed heart, taking in every moment of being within her. No rushing, just lustrous moments of fucking the woman I was in love with.

Emma's tightened wet warmth engulfed my erected valor, as I thrusted myself submerging deeper and deeper within. I watched what I was doing to her... her beautiful chocolate eyes closing in unbelievable erotica, then opening her eyes again to look into mine, and rolling into the back of her head. Moaning in sexual blissful gasps with her pretty little mouth agape and smiling wanting more of me...

She scratched my shoulders with her nails, digging so deeply, and roving all the way down to my rump leaving her hands there.

"Emma, I love you so much, beautiful..." I whispered to her. Lowering my weight to feel her breasts against my bare chest.

"I love you too, Tom..." She breathlessly spoke.

I then raised my head up, still being buried viscerally in her warmth, to look into her eyes to ask her a question I'd been wanting to ask.

"Will you come home with me for Christmas? I want you to meet my family."

She gazed up at me, glowing in her beauty. "I'd absolutely love that, Thomas." She grinned happily as I moved down to kiss her lips again, completely divulging in our love for each other.

I was positively love sick for Emma. I wanted her forever. This gorgeous woman was my destiny.

She was always the one...