POV: Emma. Later that night back at the hotel.

I was back in my hotel suite, getting ready to see Tom again. I picked out a comfortable romper to relax in while running our scene lines... and shook out my long curled hair.

Emma's Romper

I suddenly heard a knock on the conjoining room suite door, exactly next to mine? I was hesitant for a moment, but went with my instincts to open it.

Tom was on the opposite end, standing in the doorway of the conjoined room for mine. Obviously planned...

"You forgot your knickers, Emma." Tom boasted in his success of getting me into bed with him the night before. Retrieving my black lace thonged knickers from his front jeans pocket. He circled them in the air around his pointer finger deviantly smiling at me.

"You bloody arsebag!" I pushed him backwards as he laughed catching himself as the athlete that he was.

I walked into his room. "Give me those right now Felton!" I warned through giggles feeling my cheeks turning red.

"Hell no are you crazy?!" He paused and grinned with delight. "I'm framing these above my bed as a memento for getting you in my bed for the first time!" Tom teased me as I ran after him. He was too fast for me though.

He jumped on his king sized bed taunting me.

"I've got Emma Watson's knickers! I've got Emma Watson's knickers!" He yelled gloating his conquest with me.

"Fine!" I puffed aloud heading towards the door to my conjoined room to leave, opening it.

He jumped in front of me scaring me.

He slammed my door shut with his hand shaking the pictures on the wall. And threw my knickers on the dresser behind me.

"You're not going... anywhere." Tom seductively and villainously drawled walking me backwards into his room. Reminding me of his Draco Malfoy persona that came out of him effortlessly.

Tom ferociously tore my romper off of my body. I returned the favor ripping his shirt in half and pushing him on the bed.

Our sexual animalistic banter was extremely captivating.

I climbed on top of him as he alluringly and lecherously gazed into my eyes caressing my naked body. Knowing what he wanted to do to me.

I unzipped his pants pulling them down wanting to engulf him with every crevice of my being. Finally reaching to remove his boxers to take the initiative. Placing my wanton saturated mouth around his incredible virile manhood.

Tom moaned my name running his fingers through my hair. As I sensually snogged his pulsating member.

"Emma, god dammit you are so good this..." Tom breathlessly drawled almost not being able to control his urges. "Baby, I want you." Tom begged me with much desire.

I sat up to reach his lips as he attacked my sweetened mouth and body... lasciviously never letting me go.

We both were sitting on the bed, as I straddled his waist engulfing his addictive masculinity. Riding him in abysmal titillating submersion. Feeling utter breath taking desire from my head all the way to my curling toes.

"Tom... uuuhhhaaa... oooohh... it feels so good baby." I moaned as he cupped his hand around my throat cascading it down my sternum to my lower stomach.

"I want to stay inside of you forever, Emma." Tom prolonged his infatuation for me. Moaning lewdly everything he wanted to do to me. Then performing them into a nirvana of sexual satisfactions.

Our lines were postponed for the next two hours...

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Tom ordered us room service of pizza, wine, and chocolate covered strawberries.

We finished eating and started another bottle of wine. And began running our lines for Isla and Jack's first fight scene. Tom read the opener aloud to prepare us, putting on his adorable black rimmed glasses.

"Jack had asked Isla to marry him, but she refused being too afraid of being disowned from her family."

Tom looked up at me through his glasses that I thought he looked devastatingly handsome in.

He placed the script on the table at the ready for our fight.

"No?! You're telling me you are going to give up on us because of your family?!" Tom paused playing Jack waiting for my response.

"Jack! I can't just leave my family..." I hesitated knowing what Isla meant.

"No. I know what you mean... you don't want to marry me because I'm not a rich bloody barmy like your old decrepit FATHER!" Tom yelled at me getting into the scene. I was instantly turned on.

"Jack, I love you. But you can not possibly understand what my family would do to us if they knew we were married!" I felt strong in the heartbreaking love scene. My eyes tearing up knowing this couples relationship.

"It doesn't matter what they think, Isla! I love you! I will never give up on you. I'll join the war to save us money for our security! Please, Isla don't lose out on our love of one another because of your family's prejudices!" Tom screamed at me again making my heart flutter. He was really an amazing actor.

"No. Jack, no. I can not marry you." I cried as Tom stood up walking over to me sitting in my chair. He placed his arms on the handles and kissed my lips passionately. Pulling back saying his line. "I'll never forget you." He walked away as my character panics fear of loosing him.

"Wait! Jack! Please!" I reached my hand out to grab Tom's shirt. "I. I..." I stammered knowing what Isla did. I jumped out of my chair into his arms kissing him once again.

"Elope with me right now." Isla whispered to Jack.

"Mmmmm, Isla's got the right idea." Tom drawled breaking character and laughed moaning into my kisses again.

"You're already thinking about marrying me Tom Felton?" I teased him. But he had a very serious look in his eyes. Reading yes.

"Emma, what if I asked you tonight? Would you elope with me?" Tom questioned me as I laughed thinking he was joking. Apparently he wasn't.

"I'm serious, Emma." Tom lowered me to the carpet looking at me through his glasses with his aqua blue eyes deepening on mine waiting for my response.

He held me in his arms. I began to feel an overpowering rush firing out of my mind through my mouth to tell him...

"Yes. I would marry you right now if you asked me." I lightly spoke as my heart ached feeling our souls being pouring out in devotion to each other.

"That's good to know." Tom teased winking at me as I nudged him walking away.

He wouldn't let me leave his graces, grabbing my waist and circling me back around crashing into his body to kiss him. Turning into our fifth round of raucously fantasy filled sex.