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Professor Pt. 2 (Thomas Shelby x Reader)

Summary: Y/N suspects Professor Shelby is cheating after a classroom encounter during midterms and leaves her head spinning.

Word Count: 1090

TW: Drinking, College/University

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I was taken aback by Professor Shelby’s smooth replies, but I was taken even more aback by the sudden knock on my door. “Y/N let me in” My roommate shouted from behind the walls. “Fuck, uh, you have to hide” I whispered to Mr. Shelby.

“Where on earth am I going to hide, love?” He laughed off my ridiculous request. “The bathroom? I’ll take her out to eat something. Please Mr. Shelby just…look I’ll give you my key so you can lock up after I leave. Just give it back after class or something” I hurried him into the bathroom, and he couldn’t help but chuckle. “I’m really sorry this was so stupid” I sighed and kissed him on the cheek before shutting the bathroom and running to the front door. I opened it and saw my roommate Maggie in her pajamas.

“I’m drunk and alone and Jake just…h-he just broke up with me over text” She sobbed, and I hugged her immediately.

“Hey…Hey it’s okay let’s run to McDonalds. We’ll get some McFlurry’s and everything will be fine” I hushed her and grabbed my wallet, locking the door behind us and walking to my car.

The rest of the night as Maggie cried in my car, I couldn’t help but wonder if the Professor made it out of our room. I spent time daydreaming what our time would’ve looked like if Maggie didn’t interrupt us. But it was too good to be true, I’m sure he did this to a million other students just to get his ego stroked.

The next morning, I woke up to a dangerously quiet dorm room. Maggie was gone doing god knows what, and I had the strangest headache. I realized that Mr. Shelby did indeed come by last night and kissed me…quite a lot. It was the day of his class midterms. He taught history and he was relatively good at helping the dates stick. It was the one midterm I wasn’t scared for because I know he had prepped me with all the rigorous studying I had done with him after hours. Surprisingly last night was the only night he had ever made a move. I wonder if I was really the only one.

I came into the classroom ten minutes early and found myself with a group of other students. There was a tall skinny blonde girl walking up to Mr. Shelby at his desk, I saw her laugh ridiculously and twirl a strand of her hair as Professor Shelby look flustered. It heated me up inside, and that’s when I felt my heart shatter. It wasn’t true the whole time. He did this to his other students…in the same class.

The class started quickly, and Mr. Shelby started instructing how to properly fill out our tests. He then began to hand out papers across each desk in the classroom. “After our test, you are all free to go…good luck everyone. I’m sure you will all do just fine” He spoke up as he walked towards other desks in front of me. As he got to my desk Professor Shelby winked and passed me my test. I didn’t give him any satisfaction and started the test immediately, rolling my eyes as he walked away. Forty-five minutes later I had finished my test and walked myself down to his desk. I placed my paper down and walked out of the classroom, careful not to make any eye contact with his blue eyes. “Ms. L/N!” He shouted from behind me. I was a step away from the door when I turned around to reluctantly face him. “You forgot something” He spoke quieter and walked up to me. I looked at him with a resting bitch face, enough for him to get the message that I was not very happy. As he stopped in front of me, he held out my dorm room key in his hand. I took it quickly from his hand and gave a quick “thanks” before I left officially out of his classroom. I walked down the hall of the main building and looked at the key in my hands. There was a small paper attached to it. It had Professor Shelby’s phone number written on it. Something I would never need anymore.

At night, Maggie and I decided it would be best to go out clubbing. We needed to dance and forget about men for a while. We ended up getting ridiculously drunk at the club nearby and as we ended our night stumbling and laughing through our dorm hallway, I saw Professor Shelby again in his same suit from earlier. “Y/N? What the hell? Where did you go?” He asked frustrated.

“Respectfully Professor, that is none of your business” I pointed my finger at him as Maggie went to unlock our dorm room.

“What’s wrong with you Y/N? What happened?” He interrogated me like some sort of hot detective.

“I know what you’re doing…and I’m not going to be just another body to you. I’m going home” I touched his chest and turned around to open the dorm room door…but Maggie locked it behind her when she went inside. “Fuck” I cursed under my breath.

“What do you mean? Another body?” He inquired.

“I saw you…with that stupid girl from class…I…I’m done” I sighed and tried twisting the front doorknob, seeing if it could open at all. When I felt defeated, I just placed my forehead on the dorm door.

“Y/N…that girl thought she could get out of testing by flirting with me. I haven’t talked to anyone but you all semester. I don’t get it” He huffed.

I turned around and faced him. “Well…still not texting you” I spoke and looked into his sky-blue eyes. He smirked and nodded, “If that’s how you want to play it…be my guest”, but he got closer. He trapped me against my front door, placing his arms up besides my shoulders like you see in high school movies. He got closer to my face, almost kissing distance. “You know where I’ll be” Mr. Shelby spoke with a deeper voice slowly killing me. He put his nose against mine and instinctively I shut my eyes, my breathing getting heavier. I pursed my lips as I was prepared to kiss him but once I knew I was waiting too long I opened my eyes and found no Professor in sight. Instead, I looked down the hallway and found him exiting the building with his long black jacket. Damn that man.

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Cruel Summer (Thomas Shelby x Reader)

Summary: Y/N tries to move on after seeing Thomas with another woman. Thomas comes back after weeks wondering where Y/N went.

Based on this anon ask:

“Hello! Can you please do Tommy is jealous that Y/N is moving on after having a crush on him for years but he was too focused on Grace? He realizes that he loves Y/n more than Grace after seeing her with another man”

Word Count: 2718

TW: drinking, alcohol

(Sorry it took me sooo long! Hope you all enjoy!)

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It’s been weeks since I slept after finding out that Tommy was with Grace. It shook my nervous system in ways I didn’t expect it to. I shouldn’t care as much as my heart actively does. I stopped going outside to water my plants. I stopped eating breakfast and lunch. The only thing I could hold down was tea. It took many days to feel like a person again. The night I caught them kissing at the derby my heart shattered into a thousand tiny pieces. I hadn’t seen Tommy since that day, and I swore to myself that I wouldn’t plan on it. I ran out of that stadium and never looked back.

Strangely enough as one door closed another began to open. Thomas’ brother John had knocked on the door to my townhome one early morning. I answered the door in my pajamas, with my hair messy and wild, sipping a cup of tea out of one hand. “John?” I asked him, looking ahead of him to see if anyone else was with him. He stood there with a perfectly dry-cleaned suit on and his hair slicked back.

“Have you seen Tommy around?” He questioned; his demeanor was so serious that it almost felt like an interrogation.

I turned furious in an instant. “You really think I’ve seen him? I haven’t been out in weeks. What makes you think he’d be with me?” I shouted.

“Aye come off it. I didn’t mean anything by it. Last time I saw he was off to the woods for some gypsy thing. No one's seen him since…are you okay Y/N?” John asked sincerely.

“I’ll be fine John” I mumbled, looking down at his shiny black leather shoes. I took another sip of tea before I felt John’s hand on my cheek, slowly lifting my head up with his thumb so out eyes would meet.

“I know yer not” He sighed. I shook my head slowly and he rushed himself through the door, making his way into my kitchen. “Y’know Y/N if i had known any better I would have come by sooner…just haven’t seen you around…i thought you’d be coming by the betting shop any day now” He admitted.

“John, I barely make it out of my bed most days what makes you think I’d even make it to the betting shop?” I hissed.

John smiled, then realized what i said and how severe it was. His demeanor changed into a melancholic look, and he walked over to me. “Don’t tell me that” he said with his lips trembling. “Why have you done this, Y/N what happened?” John questioned me.

I looked down at the floor and then back up at him. His brown eyes stared me down until something came out of my mouth. “I just…saw him with her” Tears started to form in my eyes.

“Oh, fook me Y/N, him? You have feelings for him?” John asked. “You deserve so much better than my sorry excuse of a brother. He may be my brother, but he has flaws Y/N. Flaws that you are nowhere near” He told the truth and I believed him for once. I always knew Tommy had big dark secrets. I just didn’t know how bad they were and maybe that was for the best. “We’re going out tonight. You and me, eh?” John insisted, holding my hand as he spoke. I smiled for the first time in a long time. I wasn’t ready but with John i felt like i could take a leap. “Put a nice dress on, I’ll pick you up at 8” John said and kissed my cheek. I blushed involuntarily as I watched him walk out of my townhome confidently. He always had this charisma about him, all of the Shelby brothers did. It was effortless to them.

At around 6:30pm I started getting ready. I put on winged black liner on my eyes, and slipped on a tight black dress with lace trim.

At exactly 8pm just like he said, John arrived in front of my house to pick me up. I decided to walk out of my home and saw John get out of the car immediately. He raced up to the passenger door and opened it for me. “You know I would’ve knocked on your door” He stated.

“I figured, but I was impatient” I smiled back at him.

“Well you look absolutely stunning tonight” John complimented. I nodded in his direction and tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear.

“So where are we going?” I asked him with a smile.

“You’ll see very soon” John stated and shut the door once i got in. He drove us to a bar that i had never been to. We went in and he got us drinks right away. I sat quietly in a booth with him as we giggled about old times and drank beer to our hearts content. After a few hours John cursed out of nowhere. “Fook me I forgot to pick up Arthur from the Garrison. Linda’s gonna have my arse” He groaned as he got up from the booth.

“I-It’s okay John I can go with you” I sighed. Maybe John was right. Maybe Tommy didn’t dare show his face in this town anymore.

John nodded at me and went up to the bartender to pay his tab, then we went back to his car and drove to the Garrison. John turned the car off and turned his attention to me. “Are ye sure you want to come in?” He asked politely.

“I’ll be fine John” I placed my hand on his and gave him a small smile. He held my hand for a minute in return before letting go and getting out of the car. He walked to the passenger side and opened my door, letting me get out before he slammed the door shut. We walked into the Garrison with our hands intertwined and John yelled out for Arthur. He was drunk off of his face, sitting at the bar and laughing with a random man I’ve never seen before. And by the looks of Johns confused face, neither did he.

“Alright Arthur come with us. Don’t wanna keep that Linda waiting do we” John spoke, trying to coax Arthur out of his drunken state.

Arthur looked at John and back to his drink then guzzled his entire glass of dark liquor in one go. “I’m waiting for Tommy. He said he’d be back” He slurred.

John groaned audibly, “Arthur, Y/N and I are taking you home. Tommy’s not coming he-“

“He what” Thomas spoke from the bar’s entrance. My stomach turned and I no longer felt happy from all those drinks like I did a minute ago.

Thomas and I exchanged quick glances before his gaze went back to his brothers. John stood in shock for a moment but it quickly faded to anger. “You don’t get to just leave us without an explanation Tom” He growled.

“I never left. Did I Arthur?” Thomas asked and walked up closer to the two brothers.

“Aye. He’s been out with his woman I reckon” Arthur raised his empty glass in support but Thomas grew furious.

“Never said anything like that you drunken bastard” Tommy growled.

“You didn’t have to” John huffed and walked towards me. He motioned to go out the door and i nodded my head in agreement, taking his hand once more.

“Where the hell are you two going?” Thomas roared from behind.

“We’re leaving for the night. You enjoy Arthur” John smiled before leaving the bar with me. I walked out of the garrison with John and felt myself crumbling. I walked the cobblestone street to get to his car and stopped.

“John…I need to go home” I croaked out.

“Y/N Please tonight was supposed to-“ He pleaded.

“John I need to go right now” I huffed, nearly running to the car at this point.

I made it to the car and opened the door myself, hopping in as fast as I could. John got in and slammed his driver side door, turning the car on angrily.

“I didn’t want this to happen” He sighed.

“What?” I asked grumpily.

“Just all of it. Fuckin Tom” He growled.

“Just take me home, John” I mumbled. Completely over seeing Thomas in person. I just wanted to climb into a hole and die.

The ride home was silent. Nothing but John’s breathing and cursing under his breath. It took us 15 minutes until I finally made it home. I made it home and rushed out of the car, slamming the door and storming into my townhouse after unlocking the door. I closed the door behind me and locked it, making sure no peaky ever got in.

I stepped into my kitchen and ran to the cupboard beside my refrigerator. I opened it and took out the bottle of red wine that had been sitting there for months. I went to fetch a bottle opened from the drawer beside it and heard a loud knock at the door.

“Leave me alone John” I shouted and proceeded to open the bottle of wine. I twisted the cork and it popped out of the bottle. Then yet again another knock. “I told you to leave me alone!” I yelled. I sighed deeply and got a wine glass out of my upper cabinets, pouring wine into my glass and taking a large swig.

Suddenly the knocks on my front door grew louder and i couldn’t take it anymore.

I cursed under my breath and stomped to the front door, unlocking it and about to curse out the person behind the door.

“I told you to leave me-“ I yelled until I saw who the person behind the door was. Thomas Shelby in the flesh.

“You can hate me all you want but do NOT get revenge by using my brothers” He argued with his baby blue eyes and perfectly styled dark hair.

“I wasn’t getting revenge anyone. It's something called moving on” I huffed and tried closing the door on him. Thomas held the door open and stared me down.

“Then why go out with John” He asked me with hurt in his eyes.

“It’s none of your business, Tom. Go home” I stated and tried to close the front door again, but it was no use.

“What the hell are you doing, Y/N?” Tommy asked angrily. I wanted to curse him out but instead I took a deep breath and stepped outside on the front stoop with him and shut the door behind me.

“Thomas I’m trying to move on. The same as you did weeks ago with that blonde girl. I’m tired of you being in my life” I huffed and nearly cried. Just a minute later rain started to pour onto us. I felt cold drops trickle down my shoulders and looked down at them sliding down my arms.

When suddenly Thomas asked me, “…Why don’t you want me in your life, Y/N” This time with a fallen face and broken-down demeanor.

Tears welled up in my eyes and I wasn’t prepared to tell him anything about what I saw those past weeks ago. “You need to go Thomas…I-I can’t handle this right now” I croaked and tried to pull myself together.

“I’m not going anywhere until you tell me what the fuck is going on” He raised his voice and stared at me deeply with his light blue eyes. The rain had trickled down his head by now, making his dark hair completely wet and straight. He looked good and it just pissed me off even more.

“I never kissed anyone in front of you! Never fucking liked…anyone other than you. And then you go off with other people disappearing for weeks” I cried out and avoided his gaze.

“I didn’t think you wanted me. You ignored me every time we all went drinking. That’s why I went for Grace, but she was using me. Trying to find our guns. Trying to end our company. That’s why I had to leave. I was off the grid” Thomas explained. I sighed and sat on my front steps. Not caring if the rain made me wetter, I just needed to think properly.

“I can't let you go Y/N. Not like this. Nothings started between us. I’ve never got to tell you how I felt” Thomas spoke from behind me.“Y/N look at me” He ordered. I turned to face him, and he stepped down a stair, sitting beside me with his body turned fully towards me.

“I rather die than hurt you. I wish I never did. I don’t want to lose you Y/N” Thomas confessed. I stared at him completely breathless, my hair dripping wet with rainwater. Thomas placed his hands on either side of my face. My eyes closed as I fell into his caress. “Please Y/N” He begged. I started to cry softly, and he wrapped me into his arms. Hugging me with an urgent tightness. I’ve never felt so comforted by anyone like that. “Tell me what you want…be honest, me or John” He gave me an ultimatum. My cheeks flushed a vibrant red color as I left his embrace and stared into his inviting gaze.

“You really don’t know who I like do you…” I asked him.

“I really don’t Y/N…you’re driving me insane right now. Waltzing in with him” He spoke with frustration.

“Me? Like you didn’t drive me to insanity weeks ago? You’ll be fine” I laughed in his face as the rain fully poured down onto us.

“I need you” He spoke, his voice much deeper than it was before.

“And I need a mental vacation but we don’t always get our way Thomas Shelby” I sighed and placed my hands on the stairs, holding myself up.

“Why are you doing this? You just figure when one person finally moves on that you can just come back, and everything would be normal again? You don’t understand how miserable I was because of you. John had to get me out of bed just to be a person again. And you think you can come over once and propose an ultimatum and make everything fine. I’m sick of it Thomas Shelby” I confessed with anger making my blood boil.

“Y/N…I’m sorry. For everything. I didnt know what happened to you. I didn’t even think you cared. No one told me where you went and i had to lay low. I wrote millions of letters i never got to send. I promise I will make everything up to you. Just tell me who you want the most” He pleaded and shuffled closer to me.

“It’s never been John…from the start you were the only person I wanted” I admitted. Getting near his familiar ocean blue eyes was enough for me to become lightheaded. He placed a hand on my wet cheek once more, staring back into my soul like he saw right through me. Rain drops trickled down his forehead making his jaw look even more chiseled.

He carefully placed his thumb on my bottom lip and swiped over it softly. “I’d really like it if you were all mine…permanently” Thomas growled.

“I’ve only been waiting for months” I mumbled out before he leaned in close and kissed me roughly like he yearned for this moment for centuries. The rain came down so hard i couldn’t think straight. I kissed him back. Tasting a mix of my own salty tears and rain water diluting them. I locked my lips against Thomas’ with him repeating back the same way. We shared sloppy, compelling kisses that didn’t stop until we both had to come up for air. When we did, Thomas pressed his forehead against mine and closed his eyes.

“I’ve wanted you for so long Y/N” He breathed.

“Me too.” I smiled. “Let’s go get warmed up. I have wine waiting inside” I offered.

“Sounds like a dream” Thomas spoke and stood up off of the stairs, grabbing my hand and pulling me up in one go. The night ended with us lying in bed without clothes, overly drunk and tangled in the sheets. His big arms holding me tight as we drifted off into a good night’s sleep.

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Hi! I'm just wondering if you ever consider writing for other Cillian Murphy's roles? His other roles does not get too much fanfics these days :(

Of course! If you’d like any other role I can try to make it happen!

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Hello! Can you please do Tommy is jealous that Y/N is moving on after having a crush on him for years but he was too focused on Grace? He realizes that he loves Y/n more than Grace after seeing her with another man

On it!☺️

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Cigarettes, Gunpowder, and Whiskey (Thomas Shelby x Reader) (Smut)

*This story is 18+ no minors interact* Summary: Thomas Shelby befriends his maid when he finds her taking books from his library. TW: Sex, Cigarettes, Alcohol Word Count: 4561 (Largest one yet!)

----------------------------------- It’s been the same routine for weeks. I finish up cleaning for the night at Mr. Shelby’s mansion. I pretend to say goodnight to the other housekeepers and then suddenly I’m sneaking myself into Thomas Shelby’s gigantic library. I hover over a million books trying to find the perfect escape from my dull life. My sunken, tired eyes don’t recognize that a man comes walking into the room followed by a puff of cigarette smoke. I turn my head and see Mr. Shelby himself in a long white sleeve Henley with black suspenders to match his black slacks. It finally hits me that I’ve been caught, and I am on the verge of fainting from anxiety. “Having fun?” He asks. I hold my breath as Mr. Shelby walks up and swiftly pulls the book from my hand to read the cover. “Not a good one” He stated.

“And if I happened to like that one?” I questioned him with a cherry red blush spreading across my face.

“I’ve been aware since you started taking books Y/N…trust me when I say that you would find that one rather boring” He spoke low and soft whilst his thumb lightly caressed my cheek. I looked up at him in awe. If it had been anyone else, I’d probably kick them in the shins but there was something about Thomas Shelby that made me melt unlike anyone I’ve seen before.

“So…you’re stalking me?” I inquired.

“Only when you’re stealing” He chuffed. “Fair enough…you have any recommendations Mr. Shelby?” I stared at his darkened blue eyes that paired so well with his short dark hair. In the dim lighting he still looked picture perfect, and it was unfair.

“Quite a few” He licked his lips and walked towards different bookshelves, picking out certain books that piqued his interest.

Once he finished, he set about five books on his desk and went to fetch a whiskey from his mini bar. As he poured the drink I walked over to the desk and looked at the books on the desk. “These seem awfully long Mr. Shelby” I said as I picked through the different books.

“Well, you’ll be working here for a while, yes?” He prodded.

I nodded my head and flipped through a few pages of the first book I picked up…Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy. A romance novel. “Romance?” I questioned.

“Something against it?” He implored.

“Not at all, I just…didn’t think you would be for it” I spoke softly.

“Neither for nor against it. It’s honest. It’s secretive, passionate. Loyalty seems to be a big theme” He said before walking over to me and pinning me up against the desk. I was practically sitting up on the desk trying to get my grip together as he leaned in and asked, “You think you’re loyal, Y/N?”

“I like to think so Mr. S-Shelby” I croaked. Thomas nodded his head and stepped back to sip his whiskey once more. Relieving me of the awful feeling of the wooden edge of the desk imprinting on my thighs.

“I’m sure you are… we’ll finish this another night” He claimed and walked out the door with his whiskey. Leaving me in a room full of books to read for the night. I felt like I could finally breathe. --------------

A few nights later, I found myself one night in my bed with one of the books Mr. Shelby suggested, Dracula. It had been keeping me busy for quite some time. I was engrossing myself further into the pages when the old housekeeping bell to my room was going off, ordering me to the kitchen quarters. I walked into the kitchen with my silk night gown on and a long-sleeved cardigan. I was so tired and could barely see in the dark. As I walked deeper into the kitchen, I spotted Mr. Shelby sitting at the kitchen nook with a glass of whiskey by his side.

“Mr. Shelby? Are you alright?” I turned the kitchen light on and walked towards him.

“Never better…Which book tonight?” He questioned.

“Dracula this time” I said sheepishly.

“Didn’t think you’d be interested in that one…Read it to me?” He requested. I nodded at him with a smile and pointed to the library with a raised brow. He nodded and we both tried not to make the hardwood floors creak as we snuck to the library. I turned back around to face him and noticed a grin on his face.

“What is it” I asked. “I just never thought these books would make anyone this happy. I’ve had them for years and they have yet to be read by someone other than myself” He gushed. “They help me pass the time” I explained and began to get comfortable on the red couch in the library. I tried hard to find my spot without thinking about Thomas looking at me as I flipped through pages. He sat down on the couch beside me and pulled out a cigarette. I found my place and looked back at Thomas who happened to be eagerly awaiting my reading. His bottom lip tucked behind a front tooth as he looked back on me with anticipation. I was jealous his lip couldn’t be one of mine. I shied away from his gaze and focused back onto the book, trying hard not to corrupt my own reality. "If that other fellow doesn't know his happiness, well, he'd better look for it soon, or he'll have to deal with me. Little girl, your honesty and pluck have made me a friend, and that's rarer than a lover, it's more selfish anyhow. My dear, I'm going to have a pretty lonely walk between this and Kingdom Come. Won't you give me one kiss? It'll be something to keep off the darkness now and then. You can, you know, if you like, for that other good fellow, or you could not love him, hasn't spoken yet."

I read to Thomas aloud with my heart racing. He knew something was up when I stopped reading, he gently put a finger under my chin and brought me to meet eyes with him. “Another romance” He spoke lowly.

“You have a pattern with books Mr. Shelby?” I inquired with a soft blush forming onto my cheeks.

“Only with you” He admitted. I bit my lip and went back into reading, trying not to analyze his words. I wanted more but didn’t like rejection. I preferred to keep my feelings below the surface as much as possible. We spent the rest of the night together reading further into the book and having moments to ourselves. Eventually both of us drank glasses of whiskey and got comfortable enough to be laying on one another. My head resting against his chest as I read, trying to keep my heart from pounding out of its chest. "We want no proofs. We ask none to believe us! This boy will some day know what a brave and gallant woman his mother is. Already he knows her sweetness and loving care. Later on he will understand how some men so loved her, that they did dare much for her sake.

JONATHAN HARKER” I closed the book and sighed. Another ending. Another time I’m brought back to reality. I got up off of the couch and put the book away onto one of the large bookshelves. Thomas got up right behind me, getting closer as I continued to take a deep breath and marvel at all of the books around me. He placed his arms around my waist, wrapping himself against my small figure. My cheeks began to heat up.

“I think we can call it a night, don’t you?” He asked. I began to sink back into him and breathed in the smell of Thomas Shelby. Cigarette, gunpowder, and whiskey. A scent that is begging for death and yet so intoxicating to anyone near him. It grabs your attention like a lost puppy you see wandering a busy street. He let his right arm free and gently moved my hair back behind my shoulder. I had chills run up my spine. Thomas placed soft kisses against the crook of my neck. It all felt so natural, something I could get used to. “Do you know how badly I’ve wanted you Ms. L/N” Thomas pressed up against me with his hand running up against my breast. I moaned lightly as he kissed up my neck, making me tilt my head to the opposite side.

“T-Thomas” I breathed out. He caressed my right breast as he gently sucked and bit my neck. Driving me into an unexpecting madness. He spun me around smoothly so I faced him and brushed the hair out of my face, gently caressing my cheek afterward. I looked up at his sauntering blue eyes and bit my lip.

“Don’t do that” He ordered. I let go of my lip and was instantly met with his lips on mine.

I reciprocated his drunken kisses with welcoming lips. He held the back of my head, pushing it towards him more with every kiss, making sure he stayed in control. I fell right into him, and with it I felt a hardening in his pants. He broke the kiss to start taking his button up shirt off and with it he happened to lift up my silk white night gown. Thomas proceeded to kiss me, biting my lip as we’d break kisses to come up for air. He pressed my back up against the bookshelf. His hand slid up my thigh to meet my core over my embarrassing beige grandma underwear. I felt overwhelmed and completely unprepared. His hands guided themselves and rubbed against my clit in circles with the perfect amount of pressure. As Thomas played with me, he simultaneously licked and sucked sensitive spots on my neck that I didn’t know existed. I panted and whined as he kept going faster with each stroke. “I’m going to make you cum more than anyone else ever will” He growled. I moaned louder as he slid between my underwear and I got to feel his actual fingers on my pussy. It sent me into a spiral and I only craved more of him. His eyes grew wide as he heard me squeal. He stopped rubbing for a moment and placed his other hand over my mouth. “You have to stay quiet until I take you to the bedroom” Thomas ordered. I nodded my head, my core flooding as his hand stayed on my mouth. “Good girl” He praised and continued massaging my warmth.

It was a matter of minutes before he used his fingers so fiercely that I felt like I was about to explode. I rocked my hips against his hands, and I felt two of his large fingers slip into my vagina. I almost screamed in that moment, and my eyes squeezed shut. I was met again with the pressure of his hand upon my mouth and all I could do was moan into his hand as I felt his fingers plunged into me. “You like that my girl? You gonna cum, eh?” He asked me as he sped up his pace. I whined incessantly. His two fingers curled inside of me, hitting my g spot as he kept plunging into me. I moaned harder with each pump of his fingers and felt like I was going to burst. “Cum for me baby girl” Thomas instructed. I felt his fingers thrust faster and my hips rocked up against them until I felt my body clench up around him. I opened my mouth as much as I could and whimpered. “Cum baby” He repeated. It took one more slam of his fingers for my back to arch and release juices against his fingers. I felt so weak and embarrassed, I refused to look up at him. Thomas slipped his fingers out of me and uncovered my mouth. He saw me looking down at the floor and took a thumb to my chin to lift my face up so I was forced to look at him. “You gonna taste yourself?” Thomas questioned my reddened face. He put the fingers that were just inside of me up to my mouth. “Open up” Thomas ordered with a stern voice. I opened my mouth wide and didn’t close it until his two fingers were touching the middle of my tongue. “Suck” He insisted, looking me dead in the eye as serious as possible. I made sure I sucked his fingers as deeply as possible, doing anything to please him. He bit his lip as I did my best to clean his fingers off. Thomas slid his fingers out of my mouth and licked his lips. “Your ass is coming to my bed” He spoke.

“Yes sir” I mumbled with a deep blush spread over my cheeks. Thomas lifted me up by the waist and threw me over his shoulder. I giggled as he walked out of the library and dropped me off in front of the giant staircase. “Go up, I’ll be there in a second” He insisted while giving me a light smack on my ass. I was flustered and embarrassed, feeling the anxiety from the possibility of one of the staff catching me with Mr. Shelby alone.

I walked up the stairs, trying my best not to make them creak. Once I was in the hallway, I noticed a door halfway shut and walked into the room that I hadn’t explored yet. There was a lamp that dimly lit the entire room. I spotted a huge king sized bed covered with pillows, two big dressers and even a large couch in the middle of the room. If this wasn’t Thomas’ room I’d be shocked. I stepped towards the couch and saw another door. The room had no lights on, and the door was once more halfway shut, so I decided to let myself in. I looked for a lightswitch beside the door and turned on the lights. It was a giant bathroom. A large, clawfoot bath tub and a shower besides it. I smiled to myself, I hadn’t seen a bathtub this nice before. “You should get in” Thomas scared me with his presence. I jumped in my slippers and he fully saw this embarrassing moment. I looked at him with my hand over my heart and he started to smile. “Did I frighten you” He smirked, coming closer to wrap his arms around me. I nodded at him, fully embracing the way he enveloped me in his arms. “I brought us more to drink, do you want me to run you a bath?” He asked me.

“Sure” I agreed. He let go of me softly and began to prepare the water. Once the water began to run, Thomas excused himself out of the room to get some drinks and a towel for the bath. By the time the bath was halfway full I decided to shimmy off my silk nightgown and surprise him.

Thomas came back with a cigarette in his mouth and a glass of whiskey in hand. When he saw my nude body his cigarette fell out of his mouth. “Oh fuck me” He spoke and went after the cigarette that fell on the tiled floor. When he came back up, I gazed at him with a smile.

“Thank you for the whiskey” I smirked and stole the glass from his hand, taking a small sip before handing it back.

“Where have you been, Y/N” He put his hand against my face, stroking his thumb against my cheek. I looked up at him, biting my lip.

“All of the wrong places I suppose” I mumbled out. He ran his thumb across my bottom lip before stepping away, putting the cigarette out on the ashtray conveniently placed on his bathroom counter.

He placed the glass of whiskey down on the counter next to the ashtray, then turned back to me.

“I’m going to do everything in my power to keep you here, eh?” He promised, moving in closer to me. I nodded my head. “I’d like that” I croaked out. He leaned down, crashing his lips against mine for only a single time. Then placed kisses down my neck, onto my collarbone, and down towards my chest.

“You’re a fucking goddess” He hummed against my breast, then began to kiss my nipple and suck gently, swirling his tongue in circular motions. As he went to my other breast, I involuntarily let out a moan and that forced Thomas to look up at me with a smirk. He knew he was doing something right. I continued to whimper as he kissed and sucked on my other breast, but I soon became unprepared as he started kissing down my stomach. Soon ending his rampant kisses at the start of my pussy, I couldn’t bear to hold in another sound. “You okay?” He asked me kindly. I looked down at him and his perfectly tousled black hair.

“More than okay” I let out. He nodded and continued with his playful schemes.

Slowly he licked my clit and I let out a high pitched whimper involuntarily. As he continued I got more used to the warm feeling of his tongue down on me. I let myself go into the pleasure of Thomas’ tongue and was riding a high that I had never felt before. He licked down my slit, diving into my entrance with his tongue, causing my legs to shutter. Thomas knew I was crumbling and immediately stopped what he was doing. I almost cried at his immediate stop until I saw his pitch black eyes come up from below me. He kissed me immediately and I met his lips with the same immense desire. He pushed me up against the counter behind us and slipped his tongue into my mouth playfully. I followed his movements, slowly dancing with his tongue against mine. Suddenly, I felt his hands against my ass and he swiftly lifted me up on top of the counter. He finished our kiss before spreading my legs with his hands and moving back down between my legs. I cried out as he continued lapping up my wetness, shortly finding myself in the same position I was in earlier. I tried to grasp his hair with my hands thinking he would slow down but that just made him hungrier for more.

“T-Thomas” I cried out but it was no use. I was close to orgasm and he wasn’t fighting me from the deep release. I felt my stomach tighten and knew I was a goner. As I moaned out louder, Thomas began to move his tongue left to right quickly, making me tighten up. “Thomas p-please” I cried again. His tongue was no match for me, and I felt myself cum as he kept licking me. I gasped as he kept licking. He wanted every ounce of juice for himself and all I could do was whimper and cry out to him. He licked my slit once more before looking at me. I was a lousy, panting, naked mess. “You tasted amazing” He licked his lips. “You kill me, Thomas Shelby” I shook my head and smiled. He smiled back at me and stood up. “Want a bath now?” He asked me with his hand out for me to hold. I nodded at him.

“If I can even stand” I giggled, making note of my shaking legs. “I got you, come here” Thomas scooped me up from the bathroom counter, lifting me bridal style and softly letting me down into the warm bath. “I don’t want to…but I’ll let you rest for a minute. I’ll be in the other room finishing up some papers from work. Just come out when your ready” Thomas spoke, giving me a kiss on the forehead and leaving me to be by myself. I didn’t expect Thomas Shelby to be so caring, or even so mature. Nobody has ever given me this amount of care after anything sexual. I lay back into the bathtub, sinking in down to my shoulders, properly relaxed. After a while in the bathtub, I noticed my legs stopped shaking and I was ready to settle down into bed. I popped up the drain for the bathtub and carefully lifted myself up from the bath, grabbing the towel hanging on a hook off the wall.

I wrapped myself and stepped out of the bath, turning off the bathroom lights and heading into the main bedroom. I saw Thomas at his desk, seriously glancing down at his papers with his rounded glasses on. “It’s not all just reading books all day is it?” I asked from the corner of the room. He turned around and looked at me with tired eyes.

“Unfortunately…come sit” He insisted and patted his lap. I nodded and walked up to his desk, I glanced at his paperwork. Tons of papers full of writing, about racehorses, financial audits, and taxes. It looked to complicated for me to make sense of, especially at this hour of the night. I sat on his lap and leaned against his chest. “I do a lot of horse races, and bets…I’m trying to make my family the first legitimate race business” He mumbled out.

“Well, trying is better than nothing” I murmured. He let out a “Hmm” and began to place one of his hands on my thigh as he read a paper in his other hand. The hand on my thigh moved up inch by inch. The further he read his paper the higher his hand went. Thomas turned the page of the paper and slid his hand up towards my pussy. I gasped softly, unprepared for him to want to touch me again. “You need me to fuck you on the bed, eh little one?” He asked me with a deep voice. I moaned out softly as he kept touching me. “You need to tell me baby” Thomas ordered. “Y-yes” I whimpered. “Say yes sir” He ordered again. Rubbing my clit softly, teasing the hell out of me. “Y-ye-yes sir” I struggled to speak as he kept stroking with a steady speed. “Good girl” He praised me before stopping his strokes and lifting me up off of his lap. Thomas removed my towel and stood up. He pointed to the bed and I walked over to it, letting my self sit on the edge. Thomas pushed me down gently and spread my legs. “You okay with another round?” He asked me gently. I nodded my head and saw his eyebrow raise. “What’d I tell you?” He asked. “Yes sir” I told him. Thomas nodded and leaned down, hovering his body over mine. He gave me a gentle kiss on the lips before sliding down towards my core once more. I held my breath as I knew what he was about to do. He kissed down my mound before slowly using his tongue against my folds. I grabbed. His hair once more and I cried out his name. He stopped his licking to grab my wrists and place them to my sides. He held down my hands as he kept licking and sucking on my clit. I was overstimulated and about to burst, but before I could I felt his hands release mine and he came up for air. “You ready for me?” He questioned me.

“Y-yes sir” I moaned out, gazing deeply into his blue eyes.

“Good girl” He praised once more before unbuckling his belt and sliding his pants off, revealing an enormous bulge in his boxers. My eyes darted from his boxers to his eyes. “See something you like?” He smirked. I blushed hard and slid myself up in the bed. Adjusting my head to the pillow, trying to prepare myself for whatever he was about to put me through. He removed his boxers and sprung his large cock free. I looked back up to him again, but this time a bit apprehensive and he could sense it. “We’ll go slow okay?” He promised me. I nodded at him and he leaned down to kiss me gently on the lips. He smiled into this kiss and began to lock lips with mine. As he did this he also reached his hand down to rub my clit softly, making me buck my hips and squirm against his hardened bulge. He kissed me deeper with each stroke of his hand, slowly entering his tongue into my mouth and having to battle me for dominance. I began to moan into each kiss and with a random kiss he slid his hand away, using it to guide his cock slowly into my pussy. I nearly yelped as his thickness filled my entrance. He pushed further inside of me, giving me time to adjust to the size of him. I moaned more into his kisses until he pulled away to kiss my neck. “You’re so…tight, Y/N…fuck” He groaned as he thrusted into me. Suddenly the pain turned to pleasure and I welcomed every one of his thrusts.

“Th-Thomas…Pl-Please” I cried out as he increased his speed. His thrusts grew faster with each of my moans. I wanted him more than I ever thought I did. He kept steadying his pace, each thrust of his cock made my toes curl and suddenly I felt myself about to release.

“You gonna cum on my cock babygirl?” Thomas asked as he kept thrusting, speeding his thrusts up to match my cries.

“Y-Yes sir” I whined, feeling him bottom out into me.

“Cum for me, Y/N” He insisted as he kept his fast pace. I cried out in pleasure with each thrust. I couldn’t help but to give in to his massive size. My muscles clenched as he pulled out and pushed into me with his full size. I nearly died with his pace. My body started giving in to him, and as he thrusted one last time I came onto him. “Good girl” He kissed my neck and sucked hard, giving a hickey in the process. I panted as he kept going, but this time slowing down his pace. “You’re gonna make me cum, babygirl” He groaned and leaned down to kiss me. This time he bottomed out into me and picked up his pace, grunting with each thrust, I could tell he was close. “Fuck, Thomas” I whined and unintentionally clenched up around him. He grunted harder and bottomed out into me once more before quickly pulling out and spilling himself onto my stomach. His six pack clenched up as he went to stand up off of the bed. I looked at his abs and then back to him. He winked at me and walked towards the desk where my bath towel hung off of his office chair. As he returned, he wiped off his cum off my stomach and threw the towel on the floor.

“Get under the blankets now, princess…Get some rest. You need it” He insisted and kissed me one last time before lifting the blankets up and placing them over me. Thomas then slid into bed beside me and turned off the lamp. I could get used to the feeling of being in bed with this man. “Goodnight Thomas” I mumbled before quickly drifting off to sleep with him up against me.

“Goodnight, Y/N” He answered, wrapping his arm over my abdomen and cuddling me tightly.

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Professor (Thomas Shelby x Reader)

Summary: Reader finds out that her professor harbors major feelings for her. Steamy moments ensue during midterms. (There will be a part 2) Word Count: 1041 TW: College/University *Story is unedited for the time being* -----------------------------------

It had been an eventful first semester during my senior year in university. I was prepping for my midterms at 9pm on a Saturday when I heard a soft knock on my door. I got up from my bed that was cluttered in papers, notebooks, and highlighters. I walked to the front door and checked through the peephole. To my surprise it was Professor Shelby. Someone I’ve had the pleasure of being in a weird relationship with. I’ve often caught him staring at me from across the class during lectures. He’s invited me to stay after class sometimes to go more in depth with our lessons. Occasionally he peppers in a few flirty lines as he teaches. I’ve had good grades in his class, and I never needed the tutoring, but he was too intimidating to say no to. Even though a large part of me never wanted to reject him in the first place. I tried to brush off what he said last week when our hands touched accidentally. I spent my entire weekend trying to forget his words.

“I can’t stay away from you Y/N”

I shivered as he placed his hand on top of mine. We stared at each other, and my mind went blank. I inhaled deeply and went back to writing notes in my notebook once he pulled his hand away.

For him to find my dorm room was an utter and possibly criminal surprise. I couldn’t think of any reason not to open up the door, but my heart was racing, trying to leap out of my chest. I placed my hand on the doorknob and opened the door, preparing to meet those oceanic blue eyes of his. When I opened the door I was met with an empty space, Professor Shelby nowhere in sight. I peeked my head down the hallway and saw him walking in his black coat, trying to exit the building. In my head I cursed myself out. I waited entirely too long. Instead of going back into my room and hiding, I decided to make a run for it. “Wait!” I screamed down the hallway, begging to catch up. Right before he made it to the exit doors I saw him turn around. He had a half smirk on his face and a bouquet of flowers in his hand. “Professor Shelby” I panted, completely out of breath.

“Thought you weren’t home” He spoke quietly. “I shouldn’t...be here”

“You’re right” I smiled.

He handed me the flowers and stayed in the moment. We both hung onto the flowers for what felt like an eternity, just to look into each other’s eyes. “Professor…why are you here?” I asked.

“I wanted to give you something. For midterms” He sighed and looked at the floor. I smiled at him and placed my hand against his cheek, almost forcing him to look back at me. “Come with me” I invited with a warm energy. He shook his head.

“Y/N, I can’t. I don’t need to get you in trouble. You’re already enough trouble as it is” He commented. I wasn’t going to take no for an answer. I did my best puppy dog eyes for him. “Please professor it won’t take long I promise” I begged him. Professor Shelby ran his hand through his jet black hair and sighed. “Alright come on then” He replied, making me smile even more. I walked back quickly to my dorm room and felt very grateful that my roommate wouldn’t be home until tomorrow night.

As soon as I opened the door and let him in, I made sure to lock it behind us so no one would know. I walked to our small kitchen area to fetch some tea.

“Would you like some tea professor?” I asked politely. He shook his head.

“That’s not what I want” He commented and walked up to me. As he got closer, my body stopped itself against the granite countertop. It was as if we were centimeters apart.

“Professor I-“

“Let me take your mind off of things for a while, eh?” He smirked and brushed his hand against my face. I nodded my head and blushed incredibly hard.

“Professor Shelby I thought you said you couldn’t-“

“Couldn’t what? Make you feel good? I never said anything about that princess” He flirted.

My heart leapt out of my chest, probably for good this time. I felt like I couldn’t breathe. I went against what my brain told me and leaned in to kiss him. It felt like bliss, his lips were soft and his cologne had a clean but smoky fragrance to it. It was intoxicating being around him. He reciprocated the kiss, this time catching a small bit of my lip with his teeth and softly tugging it. No one has ever pulled a kiss like that off so well, only in the movies. We broke apart for a few seconds to look at each other once more before I wrapped my hands against his neck and crashed my lips upon his again. This time as we both kissed, he slowly entered his tongue into the mix. As he did so I was alerted by both of his hands sliding down and reaching my ass. He lifted me up quickly and placed me on top of the counter. He deepened the kiss and started feeling up on my ass, pulling me even closer to him. I wrapped my legs around his waist and kissed him deeply. I moaned out through each kiss and Professor Shelby moved into a new routine. He kissed from my lips down my neck and started to suck on really sensitive areas of my neck. I started moaning out each time I felt him suck and lick my neck. He playfully bit and sucked multiple spots then worked his way back up to kiss me on the lips once more. When we came up for air he looked at me different.

“What?” I asked him.

“I’ve never heard such beautiful sounds from you…and I’ve never seen you so flustered” He grinned.

I blushed even harder from his remark. “I may or may not have a thing for you Professor Shelby”.

“Oh trust me Y/N…I know” He assured.

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Losing You (Thomas Shelby x Reader)

Summary: Thomas works together again with a long lost love.

Word Count: 961

TW: Alcohol

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Thomas Shelby invited me to the Garrison for a drink after work. I helped him sort through all of his balances and tax issues with his business. He was very appreciative and wanted to treat me to a drink after the past month we’ve shared since I came back to Small Heath. We were originally good family friends but my dad went into business and his went into an adventurous criminal career. Naturally, our families separated and Tommy and I didn’t reunite until I came back to Small Heath to start a new life away from my parents.

I walked into the Garrison alone in a black peacoat. It was raining and my hair got drenched. I spotted Thomas at the bar and tapped on his shoulder. He turned around, agitated from a random touch. I backed up and eased into talking to him. “It’s okay Thomas it’s just me” I softly smiled. He softened up and gave me a small hug.

“What can I get for you Y/N?” He insisted, pointing to the bars large selection.

“Irish whiskey” I ordered.

He looked at me strange. As if I’m not supposed to drink so heavily.

“Who caused that?” He asked.

“My dad had a large collection. I’d break in sometimes” I confessed.

“We have a lot to catch up on then” He smirked and called for the bartender to bring two glasses and a bottle of his best irish whiskey.

I followed Thomas to the small room in the front of the bar. We shuffled into the booth and sat across from each other. I waited as he poured us both a drink.

“I didn’t want to start off with this but…Y/N I’ve always loved you for a long time. I really thought we lost each other entirely until now” He admitted out of nowhere.

“How much did you drink before I got here Thomas” I blurted out.

There was no way. It was impossible.

“Enough to know. Enough to tell you” He looked at me with hazy eyes.

I took the small glass of whiskey and downed it. I looked back at Thomas and then back down at his glass. I downed that one too. He saw me nearly die after the second glass but I didn’t care. I had to come to the realization that his words were true. He wasn’t playing games with me like he did when he was young. He was looking at me clear as day and somehow I had to match it.

“Thomas…you didn’t want to celebrate business did you?” I asked him.

He scoffed at my question. “How on earth can I celebrate when you have no use for me anymore. I have nothing in my business left to fix. Your contract is up Y/N. You’re gone from Shelby Company LTD” He sighed and poured a drink for himself. Looking more sad than I have ever seen him.

“I moved to Small Heath to start over. Not to leave” I spoke softly to him and reached out for his hands across the table. He accepted my hands and we both held each other. “I’m not leaving you Thomas” I told him with a smile.

“Well then..we better start drinking” He poured a glass for both of us and we clinked our glasses before taking shots.

After being incredibly drunk out of our minds and reminiscing of our childhood we decided it was time to walk home. We held onto each other for support and because of how comfortable it finally felt to be in each others arms. Thomas was my teenage crush. He was my everything. I know the war changed him, but by the time he came back I was already half a world away and I felt like I lost him forever.

He walked me to my small apartment and I crashed my lips onto his. “So…I need you to spend the night” I insisted. His face lit up and he nodded quietly. I unlocked my front door and dragged him in with me. I closed and locked the door behind us and took my jacket off. “Do you want some tea?” I asked him.

“You have more liquor?” He asked instead.

I laughed, “You need more Mr.Shelby?”

“I just never thought I’d be standing alone with you before” He gazed at me like he’s never seen anyone else in his life. Like I was the only woman in the world. I didn’t know how to react, so instead I went into my kitchen and fetched another bottle of whiskey for him.

I took a shot from the bottle and then passed the bottle to him. “I never thought you’ve seen me like that” I sighed.

“I saw you from the first time you walked into my life Y/N” He told me before taking a swig from the bottle himself.

“Come with me” I held out my hand and he grasped it gently. I walked him to my bedroom and sat down on my bed, kicking off my shoes and untying my hair from its tight bun.

“Do you wanna make up for the years I’ve been gone?” I asked him.

He grinned and took of his jacket, dropping it messily to the floor. Thomas moved closer towards me. Pinning me down onto the bed with each arm on either side of my body. “I’m going to make so much up to you every single day you’re with me” He promised.

Thomas leaned lower and pressed his lips against mine. Softly biting my lower lip and then releasing his hold to look back at me. “I wont lose you a second time” He whispered.

“Damn right Thomas Shelby” I smirked and pulled him back down with my right hand to kiss him again.

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Bon Voyage (Thomas Shelby x Reader)

This was based on prompt 22 for the lovely @the-fangirl-diaries , I hope you enjoy it!

Prompt 22- playful teasing

(Still taking requests. Prompts here)

Summary: Thomas comes to visit a workaholic horse trainer Y/N and tries to whisk her away on vacation.

Word Count: 754

TW: Horses

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I was brushing Mr. Shelby’s race horse in the stables I inherited from my late father. I was trying to prepare the horse, named Gypsy, for the next big race. The race it was supposed to win. I heard strong footsteps coming from the front of the barn and hurried up my brushing, turning my head to get a glimpse of who was entering. It was none other than Thomas Shelby in his dark haired glory. The man with a fine taste in suits here to enter a dirty old stable. “Mr. Shelby, what a surprise” I said from behind the horse. He walked up to where I was brushing the horse and fumbled with his coat pockets.

“I’ve heard you haven’t had a day off” He spoke in a deep voice that came so naturally to him.

“Have you been talking to my mother?” I grew frustrated.

“Y/N, she’s a good woman. It’s not my fault she happens to like me more” He teased and walked up closer to me, making me simultaneously frustrated and nervous.

“We all need to take breaks, Y/N. Even the best horse trainers in the world take breaks” He informed me.

“And yourself? Do you go on breaks Thomas Shelby?” I scoffed.

He smiled back at me with those crushing blue eyes. I could get lost in them for eternity.

“As a matter of fact that’s why I came here, Y/N. I’m taking a nice long break and I’d like you to join me” He invited.

“Well that’s nice and all but I have to take care of the horse” I tried to shrug off his invitation. It was too much for me to even consider. Going out with a man who I barely know. Who is my boss and could release me from my contract at any moment. It was out of the question.

“I arranged for Curly to take care of the horse while you’re gone. We’ll be gone for barely a week-“

“A week?! Mr.Shelby I have strict plans for this horse I can’t be gone for that long!”

“Curly can follow every instruction…if its something you want” Thomas spoke carefully considering my angsty body language.

“You know you don’t have to be scared of me” He teased again.

“I’m not I-“

“I just know that I used to be the same way as you. Hard working. No days off, but slowly over time your mind starts playing tricks on you. It starts telling you that all you have is your work and that no one else can do what you do…but the truth is we’re all replaceable anyway…So you have to learn to take time for yourself. No one else is going to” He sighed and looked down at the hay covered floor.

“Fine, but I’m only going because my mom told you to do this” I huffed and walked out of the stables with him.

“It was all my idea. Your mom just gave me permission” He smiled.

I laughed and looked into his blue eyes once more. He was growing softer on me. It was a good look for him.

As we neared the driveway I noticed his all black car ready to go.

“I’ll let you pack and you can meet me here when you’re ready” He explained.

I nodded at him and walked up the porch steps, entering my home to find my bags all packed and waiting in the hall. I shook my head and thought about how my mother is never up to any good.

“Goodbye mum” I shouted at the top of my lungs. She was always in the kitchen cooking something.

I heard her footsteps race out to the hallway. She embraced me in a big hug, wearing her apron covered in flour. “Have a good time dear” She blessed me and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

I picked up my two sets of luggage and made my way out of the door, finding Thomas standing against his car the whole time with a cheesy grin on his face.

“About time princess” He teased.

“It hasn’t even been five minutes Mr. Shelby!” I scoffed and gave my luggage to him.

He gently placed it in the back of the car and opened up my passenger door for me. I got close to his face and placed a soft kiss upon his cheek that made him turn crimson red. “Thank you Mr. Shelby” I smiled and got into the car.

Maybe I did need a break.

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Hello! I will take prompt 22 with Thomas Shelby please!?

*My pronouns are She/Her, but if you feel more comfortable writing with gender neutral pronouns, that's good, too! :)

Of course! I’ll get right on it 😊

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Feel free to leave one of these in my inbox! I’m able to write some more but all writer blocked with no ideas! Help me out and have fun with it😊

blossoming romance writing prompts:

accidental hand touching

eye contact across a crowded room

exchanging secret smiles

first conversations alone

admiring them from afar

asking them about their family

visiting them at their place of work

discovering common interests

exchanging gifts for the first time

a surprise encounter

picking a leaf/flower petal out of their hair, or brushing dirt off of their face

nervous embarrassment around them (blushing, fidgeting etc)

complimenting their appearance

looking at their lips as they talk

finding excuses to be alone with each other

naturally gravitating closer together

noticing their individual quirks

hello/goodbye hugs that linger

talking late into the night

clumsy attempts at flirting

sharing long term dreams, goals and aspirations with one another

playful teasing

being unable to keep their eyes off of them

attempting to find out if they are single/available

finding comfort in their scent

creating art inspired by them

sharing an umbrella in the rain, or a coat/blanket in the cold

surprising them with their favourite treat

visiting their home for the first time

confiding in them

#commisions open #peaky blinder fanfic #requests open

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First Edition (Thomas Shelby x Reader)

Summary: Y/N loses a family member and comes to stay with old neighborhood friends....The Shelby's. Word Count: 876 TW: Drinking Tags: @theshelbyclan @globetrotter28 --------------------------------------------

My grandfather had passed away shortly during the midst of an industrial revolution. It wasn’t excellent timing, but thankfully I knew the Shelby’s. Their mom was close friends with my mom when we were all young children. I hadn’t seen them in ages as they were always busy with their new betting shop but somehow once my grandfather’s bakery went under after he passed they allowed me to stay with them for a short while. Thomas, the middle child, had offered a place to stay at his newly purchased mansion. I was very grateful for the Shelby’s indeed.

I was sitting in the home library. Sulking in my own sorrow and looking for decent books to read. It was then that I noticed an old favorite of mine ‘Persuasion’ written by Jane Austen. It reminded me of when I was a young teenager in Small Heath, entrapped in a love triangle with the young Thomas Shelby and his younger brother John. Johns happily married now with a lot of children, but Thomas is a widow, and I chose to avoid marriage ever since I was 17 years old. I carried a lot of independence with me and prided myself on it.

As I found myself lost in thought I noticed the door to the library creak open. I turned my head and saw the owner of the house catch my glance with the same chilled stare he gave me once he returned from the war. A lot of people I knew were different after the war, but Thomas Shelby was in his own special category all to himself. I didn’t know what he’d been through. He would never dare to let me in…but I do know that whatever he experienced hit him so hard that I could barely recognize him once he came home.

“Lost in your books again huh Y/n” He teased as I had put the book ‘Persuasion’ back into its place on the book shelf.

“It seems as if it’s the one vice I can’t seem to give up these days…sorry…I didn’t mean to go through your things” I apologized, recognizing that not everything in someone’s home should be touched.

“By all means, Y/n go ahead. These were all my wife’s. She loved reading as much as you did when I first met you, don’t feel bad” Thomas reminisced.

“I’m sorry for your loss” I gave my condolences and all he did was nod in acceptance. We stood there in silence for a few moments before he walked towards the minibar in the room and poured himself a glass of brown liquor. He cleared his throat, took a sip from his glass, and sat on the leather couch that was conveniently placed in the middle of the room.

“Feel free to take all the books you want Y/n…They’re all first editions” He offered. As blown away as I was by the offer, I couldn’t accept something so priceless.

I smiled and sat next to him on the couch. “I would never do that Mr. Shelby. They’re much too valuable” I told him. He stared deeply into my eyes for a minute until he shifted in his seat and adjusted his posture.

“You know you are still one of the select few of people who still have the privilege to call me by my first name, Y/n” He stated seriously.

I stared into his baby blue eyes for a minute, completely enamored with his beauty until I had to snap out of it. His good looks and charisma still strike me all these years later.

“I wasn’t sure where we stood exactly…after all this time” I mentioned.

“I think you know exactly where we stand” He spoke softly and brought a hand to my cheek, softly caressing my face.

“I’m not the same as I was all these years ago, Thomas” I sighed.

“I’d never dreamed you’d be” He spoke.

“A lot has changed” I frowned and took his hand away from my face as I remembered what happened with my grandpa.

“I know… I’m sorry” He apologized and sipped his glass.

“I never thought our families would have separated. I thought I’d always spend my days with you, John, and Arthur” I said and held his hand.

“-and I never thought I’d get married to anyone but you” He spoke honestly.

“Why are you doing this, Thomas?” I asked in all sincerity.

He looked at the floor and back up at me. “We’ve both lost people, Y/n. I don’t want to lose you too”.

I nodded my head and stood up from the couch. The thought of Thomas Shelby actually liking me back all these years later was too much for my mind to handle. “I need to go have a bath…I had a long trip” I spoke softly and shuffled my way out of the room.

“Y/n one more thing” He shouted from across the room. “Yes Thomas?” I spun on my heels and answered his call. “Sleep in my bed tonight…My staff hasn’t finished the guest room yet. I’ll sleep on the couch if you don’t mind” He insisted.

I nodded my head slowly and walked out of the room in a daze. Did he just call me to his bedroom?

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Lucky Charm Secured (Thomas Shelby x Reader)

Summary: Thomas rushes Y/N to safety during his party. Happily Based on this ask: " Hello! I’m not sure if your requests are still opened but I wanted to see if you would do a one shot of Thomas Shelby. Based on the movie first daughter the “ Lucky charm Secured” scene " Word Count: 787 TW: Gunshots Tags: @theshelbyclan @globetrotter28 Author's Note: Finally came around and finished this! Hope you guys like it. _________________________________________

It was 7pm on a Friday night when Mr. Thomas Shelby was hosting a ball at his mansion. He wanted to spread the word of his new political campaign and what a perfect way to do it by inviting over 300 strangers to his home. I was his horse trainer for the big races he took part in. He invited me personally to his ball and bought me a beautiful red ball gown after I trained his horse to win. I worked every day and night to make sure the horse was in top condition and just like I promised him, his horse ‘Lucky Charm’ won the race effortlessly.

I walked up to the doors of Mr. Shelby’s mansion. His brother Finn Shelby was guarding the door with his friend Isiah. I gave Finn my invitation letter and he nodded his head and lead me inside. The home was glowing with candles and enormous bouquets of flowers. I was so delighted at the thought of Mr. Shelby planning this ball and inviting me of all people. We had spent a few weeks together and had deep conversations about horses and life. I felt more connected to him than anyone else I had ever met. Even though he was a widow, and a bit of a recluse I still felt more attracted to him with every visit. My heart was hoping he felt the same way but it was nearly impossible to read the elusive Mr. Shelby.

I found my way towards the back of the home. There were servers holding glasses of champagne, and cheese boards with mixed fruits. I took a glass of champagne offered by a charming male server with blonde hair and made my way to the back yard. Mr. Shelby had a huge home, but his biggest and best feature was his back yard. There was a large stone patio and a maze of shrubbery about a mile from it. As I met the stone flooring with my heels, I was approached with the sound of Thomas Shelby giving a grand speech. People were cheering with him, clapping when they agreed, and overall, I had to clap with him. The man had a way with his words. I joined the crowd that gathered below his pedestal and moved my way to the front. He began to thank everyone for coming and then excused himself quite quickly. People cheered as he made his way down the stage. He walked back inside, and I followed him in. He seemed skittish and shaken up. I stood in my tracks, frozen by his tall stature in a well fit, silky black suit.

“M-Mr. Shelby” I stuttered.

“Why are you here, Y/N?” He asked me in a irritated manner, not bothering to turn around and face me. I was so thrown off by his response that I didn’t know what to say so I held the silence for a bit longer. It must’ve been too long by the time I decided on what to tell him because he spun on his heels and asked me again. “Why are you here?”

“Mr. Shelby...you uh…invited me sir” I stumbled on my words. He gritted his teeth and grabbed hold of my arm. “Y/N please…you must go. You have to go now” He rushed me to the front of his mansion, skipping strides along the way and causing me to slip on my dress. I fell to the floor in one swift motion, and he casually picked me up and held me close. “Y/N… It’s not safe here. You need to go” He breathed out. My stomach fluttered and I nearly fainted just by his warm touch on my skin. I nodded in agreement with him and suddenly heard gunshots go off. We both raced out the door and to the driveway where a black car had been waiting for us. “Hurry Y/N I need to get you safe” He pleaded with me. I rushed with him and as he made it to the car, he held open the door for me. I got in the passenger door where I found his brother Arthur as the driver. I scooted over in my seat to make room for Mr. Shelby but then I heard the car door slam. I looked over at Mr. Shelby in surprise and frustration. He had the closed the door on me and not come in. “Take her home Arthur” Mr. Shelby ordered. I sat there looking at Thomas Shelby with a clenched jaw. Hurt by what actions he took and frustrated that he didn’t care to say a goodbye. He just stared deeply with a blank expression as if there was no hope for us after all.

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Teach Me. (Part 3) (Thomas Shelby x Reader)

Summary: Thomas and Y/N meet unexpectedly at the Garrison and steamy hot madness ensues. Word Count: 1328 TW: Alcohol, Smoking Tags: @theshelbyclan @globetrotter28 Read Part 1, Read Part 2 ____________________________________________

It was a rainy night in Small Heath, and I was set to meet Polly at The Garrison tavern to discuss the past two weeks. As I made way towards the Garrison, the rain was pouring heavily on me and I started to jog towards the tavern in a hurry. My black coat was practically soaked through and I was losing body heat. I made it to the double doors and pulled hard on the door handle, eager to get out of the harsh rain. When I walked inside something felt off. There was no one sitting down but Thomas Shelby who sat with a bottle of whiskey at a table across the room. His black hair was wet and slicked to one side. He sat quietly puffing on a cigarette and stared at me as I took off my coat and placed it on the wooden coat rack besides me. We had been working closely together for the past two weeks and have shared nothing more than intense stares. Every time I think something is about to happen between us, I notice him pull away. I never know his real intentions and he’s slowly pushing me over the edge.

“We’re not open to the public” He hissed and puffed on his cigarette. “I came to meet with Polly” I explained.

“She left Small Heath three hours ago” He replied. I was confused, she told me to meet her at the Garrison at 7pm sharp. I walked carefully towards the round table where he sat and took a seat across from him.

“Fine then…I just…need a drink” I sighed.

“A drink? The drinks that you nearly choke on?” He asked sarcastically. “The drinks that I need after a week of doing this with you” I huffed and stared into his dark eyes. Thomas took a puff of his cigarette again and furrowed his brows in my direction.

“Am I making it hard on you?” He inquired sarcastically.

“I think you know good and well Mr. Shelby that-”

“You don’t know the half of what making it hard on you would look like little one…but fine have a drink” Thomas spoke as if he was very irritated and began to pour the whiskey into his glass.

“Little?” I asked. My heart was starting to race, between the nickname and the amount of liquor he’d poured into the glass I don’t think I knew what I just got myself into.

“Very little” He says and slides the drink across the table. I take the glass into my hand and look back at Thomas. He gently looks me up and down and that alone reset my whole nervous system. I was tired of these feelings, and tired of fighting them. In one huge gulp I finish the glass of whiskey and squirm a whole lot once the aftermath hits me. A burning sensation fills up my chest and suddenly I’m no longer cold from sitting in dampened clothes. He chuckles at the sight of me struggling to hold down my drink.

“I’m not little Mr. Shelby, not unless you get off on me acting like it” I huffed and slid the glass in his direction. Maybe I was being too forward…and maybe I’d regret it all in the morning. Regardless, the shot of alcohol was boosting my confidence too much for my own good and I was helpless against its effects.

“I just get off on you being submissive” He spoke rather bluntly. Did he have too much to drink? His far from innocent words were too much for me to even think about replying to. Instead, I sat at the table looking completely dumbfounded. I’d need another drink if we were to continue this conversation. “I should…probably get going” I nearly squeaked out as I got up from the table.

“I can take you home” He offered. I shook my head no and started to walk towards the coat rack to get my jacket back. “I’m not letting you walk the streets of Birmingham by yourself” Thomas insisted and got up from his seat. I shook my head no again and hurried to get my jacket. As I tried reaching for my coat, I felt his presence from behind me. I had forgotten that I put my coat up on the last empty rod. It was the tallest one and I could barely reach. Thomas picked my coat up from behind me like nothing and gently mumbled, “It wasn’t an option…now put your arms out love”. Butterflies fluttered throughout my stomach, and I did as he asked. He held the coat open for me and I slid my arms through each hole. I turned around and faced him but in doing so I failed to realize how close he was to me. We were nearly breathing on each other. I looked deeply into his crystal blue eyes and melted like the very first time I saw him.

“Mr. Shelby” I whimpered and backed up slowly, trying to make some distance between us but just ending up with my back against the walls of the tavern. He closed in on the space, put his hand on my cheek and gently caressed my face with his thumb. “I missed touching you Ms.L/N” He admitted softly. It sent shivers up my spine and I completely froze like a deer in the headlights.

“Me too” I flirted back before I’d regret it.

Mr. Shelby smirked at me and licked his lips. “Are you sure? It’s not just the liquor?” He asked me with a laugh. I nodded at him in agreement.

“Now little one, you know you have to use your words for me” He insisted and it sent me over the edge. “I’m sure Mr. Shelby” I mumbled out and looked at the floor in embarrassment.

“You have to look at me love” He ordered and raised my chin up with a single finger of his, forcing me to look into his ocean blue eyes. “Now tell me…you want me to touch you?” He asked softly as he stared into my eyes. “Please Mr. Shelby” I begged him and held the eye contact even though it nearly killed me.

“Good girl” He praised and leaned further towards me. I leaned in to match the distance and felt overwhelmed when I closed my eyes and met his soft lips. It was a welcomed surprise and long overdue. I was tired of waiting for something to happen. As the kiss broke, I wrapped my hands around his neck and pulled him in for another kiss. This time as the second one almost ended, he bit my bottom lip just hard enough for me to get excited. He kissed me once more and opened his mouth enough to glide his tongue against mine. Somehow the liquor on his lips only added to the kiss and I felt like I couldn’t get enough of him. Another kiss and he pressed me up against the wall. He kissed me hungrily and he grabbed hold of my backside. We began to get lost in each other as each kiss didn’t feel like enough. There wasn’t a moment in the world where I ever felt this much chemistry with someone. I felt him stiffen up against me and he pulled away after one last soft kiss. My lips were swollen and cherry red. He held my face with his hands again and caressed my cheek softly.

“I have to take you home little one” He gave me that damned nickname again, but God help me if I didn’t at least enjoy it a little bit. “You sure?” I asked him with a twinkle in my eye. “I rather have you all night to myself…but unfortunately, I have some business to take care of. We can go out tomorrow if you’d like” He offered and continued caressing my cheek.

I nodded and he kissed my cheek. “That’s my girl” He praised.

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Hello! I’m not sure if your requests are still opened but I wanted to see if you would do a one shot of Thomas Shelby. Based on the movie first daughter the “ Lucky charm Secured” scene

For sure, this sounds like fun! On it :)

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A Grand Distraction (Arthur Shelby x Reader) *smut*

*This story is 18+ no minors interact* Summary: Y/N leaves a party in a rush only to meet Arthur in a back room to comfort her. *cough cough emphasis on comfort* A/N: This was a weird old one I wrote and un-published just bc I felt uncomfortable at the time with writing smut but now I'm like fuck it lets gooo. Also LOWKEY I was making a hint to the newer Anna Karenina film bc i picture Count Vronsky (aaron taylor johnson) as 'Count Ostrovsky' lmfao don't judge me Word Count: 2750 TW: smut, alcohol, tight corset/hyperventilating Tags: @theshelbyclan @globetrotter28

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It was the night of the grand ball at the Russian Count Ostrovsky’s mansion. I wasn’t sure why, but the Count had taken a liking to the Peaky Blinder boys, and more so…me. It was uncomfortable for him to pine after me, but Tommy begged me to go. It was selfish for him to ask that of me, but I knew there was business to be done on his end and I didn’t want to get on his bad side. Truth be told I was frightened of the consequences, so I decided to play dress up for one night while the peaky boys did their thing. I wore a long burgundy ball gown that was so tight around my waist I could barely breathe. This was the one thing I could ask Tommy to buy for me and he didn’t complain. I told him if I was going to do his dirty work, I would have to do it properly, and well, properly I did.

I rode on the way to the mansion with none other than the mother hen of the Peaky Blinders, Polly Gray. “You know you are going to have the Count on your neck the entire time with this dress. He won’t want to leave your side” She stated bluntly. I nodded quietly and gazed out of the window of our car. I was so nervous I couldn’t speak. I didn’t want to have the Count anywhere near me let alone breathing down my neck. I only wanted Arthur Shelby. The only man who could save me from this whole thing. Arthur was tall, slim, and had a heart the size of an elephant. He was so caring and sweet to me, but I could never understand him. He wouldn’t tell me anything about himself. He’d just ask how my day was going and carry on with bartending at the Garrison. I’d get a few stares from him when I would be caught talking to his brothers, but he never did anything other than stare. It had been months, and still nothing. I was starting to doubt myself and go along with Tommy’s plan already.

Polly and I stepped into the Count’s giant ballroom. His dance floor was massive, and the servers were passing everyone champagne as they walked by. I made my way around with Polly, we both sipped our champagne and eventually parted ways before I found the Peaky Blinder boys in a corner talking amongst themselves. The first to look at me was Thomas, he tried looking back to his brothers but failed miserably as I continued to hold his gaze. John and Arthur were trying to interact with Thomas but had to track what he was looking at because he could not speak without looking in my direction. Arthur shot his gaze down my way, and I felt my cheeks heat up. His dark eyes turned colder once he remembered what I was here for, and he turned away in the blink of an eye. I felt my heart start sinking, and before I was able to do anything about it, I felt a strange finger on my shoulder. I turned around to face the young, tall, and brightly blonde Russian Count Ostrovsky. “Madam Y/N, would you like to dance?” He asked politely, kissing my hand gently. I blushed hard at the gesture, yet my heart felt pulled towards another direction.

“I would love to, but if I’m quite honest…I’m not really sure how” I spoke.

“Don’t worry” He wrapped his left arm around my waist. “We can remedy this situation in a matter of minutes…I’ve been told I’m a great dancer” He gloated.

I smiled at him and followed his steps carefully, trying hard not to step on his toes.

“Count Ostrovsky…How did you know I was here?” I asked as we danced together. His blue eyes sparkled as he held my gaze.

“I have my ways” He laughed.

In a few minutes our dance had finished, and I felt my lungs run out of air. The corset I wore had restricted me in the worst way. “I enjoyed dancing with you Count Ostrovsky” I spoke softly, purposely trying not to let him down harsh before parting ways with him. He accepted my leave with a simple yet friendly nod, and I walked off the dance floor towards the back of the room where I had seen the Peaky Blinder boys previously.

Thomas and John had run off to the dance floor, but Arthur was standing patiently in a corner by himself. I waved at him, and he gave me a small smile. I walked over slowly, sure to inhale and exhale smoothly so I didn’t pass out. “Arthur” I called him out. “I see you’re having fun” I pointed to the bottle of vodka he held in his hand. He nodded his head and took a long swig before looking my way again. On the way towards him I wobbled slightly on the back of my heel and nearly fell, but Arthur came to the rescue and held me for a moment. I looked deeply in his eyes, trying to breathe but instead Arthur came up with words for me.

“Aren’t you a grand distraction”.

I stood upright and looked around the room to keep myself from blushing. I spotted Polly talking to some young man and decided to dart over that way to spare my feelings for Arthur. I didn’t need things to go tragically wrong tonight, and Thomas told me I only had one job. Spend time with the count. I gave Arthur a soft smile before sliding my way towards Polly. She was laughing and drinking with some young prince I had seen before at another party. I tried to chat with them for a minute, but I was quickly pulled aside by Thomas. His blue eyes stared me down and I felt my stomach tighten. “Why are you not with the Count?” He asked sternly. “I-I don’t know, we were just dancing Thom-“ “Are you serious? You two are supposed to be in bed by now” He huffed.

“Are you serious? Am I just some whore to you? You know what…I quit, I’m done playing your games, Thomas” I snapped and stormed off from him.

As I ran off my corset kept tightening and I could barely breathe. I ran down a random darkened hallway and walked into what seemed like a personal library room. I hyperventilated in the quiet room, trying to figure out how to rip the dress off myself until I heard a voice from behind me.

“I see you’re all by yourself” Arthur spoke lowly, sending chills down my neck. I quickly turned around and his face fell. He saw that I was in desperate need of air.

“Arthur…I need your help but you cannot tell anyone, okay?” I asked him quietly. He nodded his head and I started to look around the room for an escape route. There was none. I looked at the door and saw there was a lock. I went behind Arthur and locked the door

“Y/N what are you-“

“Arthur I need you to get me out of this” I began trying to untie my dress but I couldn’t reach the strings of fabric in the back.

“Y/N are you sure I shouldn’t get Polly” He said sheepishly. I turned to looked him dead in the eyes and yelled at him to help me take it off. It felt like my lungs were deflating by the second and I couldn’t bear to keep the dress on any longer.

“Arthur I can’t breathe I don’t have time-“ I shouted at him. I started to hyperventilate again and instantly I felt his warm, rough hands start detangling all the tight knots. Within a few minutes Arthur had reached the corset and released me from its dreaded grasp. I let out a big breath and nearly collapsed onto the nearby chaise lounge in nothing but my silky white underclothes. “Arthur I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean for you to see me like this but-“

“Y/N…you’re all I ever want to see” He let out. My mouth dropped open slightly, and I felt myself get lost in his glazed eyes.

“I thought you didn’t like me like that, Arthur“

“With a bloody face like that, how could I not like you Y/N” He slurred a little and began to lean in for a kiss. I struggled with the thought of Thomas finding out, and didn’t move at first, but Arthur kept his distance once I showed a sudden disinterest.

“Thomas could find out-“ I gulped and looked into his eyes.

“Fook him” He smirked and cupped the side of my face gently. I felt my cheeks heat up as his eyes took me in. I couldn’t stand to hold the silent yet enamored gaze. I crashed my lips against his in one quick move, a desperate attempt to taste the lips of the one and only Arthur Shelby. He reciprocated my actions and locked his lips against mine. We broke away for a moment. A chance to catch each other’s breaths and assess the moment properly. “From the first moment I saw you in that dress, I wanted to devour every inch of you” Arthur growled lowly. He got closer to me and placed love hungry kisses on the right side of my neck. I breathed him in with each kiss, he softly sucked and nibbled at certain spots sending chills down my back.

“A-Arthur” I whined.

“Tell me what you want, love” He commanded.

“You…Arthur” I mumbled as he kept kissing and sucking on my neck. His thick moustache sent me into sensory overload as it tickled and scratched me with each kiss. I didn’t know how much further we would get before we got caught but I didn’t ever want him to stop. I felt his rough hand slide against my underclothes slowly. He started at my collarbone then slid down towards my breasts. He took my right breast in his hand and gently but firmly caressed it then slid down lower towards the edge of my stomach. “Arthur” I whined. He looked at me as he slid his hand down lower, feeling the warmth between my legs radiate against his skin. It was then that he kissed me firmly again and bit my lip when our lips separated slowly. I whimpered at the thought of our kisses coming to an end if anyone realized we were gone for so long. “Arthur, someone could catch us” I worried aloud. He looked at me with furrowed brows, then sighed and kissed my nose.

“I don’t think I’d be able to stop even if someone did, Y/N” He spoke gently. I desperately craved him and his confidence. We kissed once more, and I straddled his legs as he lay on the chaise lounge. “I need you, Y/N” He grunted as I started grinding down on his thigh. I felt myself get wetter by the second and we spent the time kissing one another, slowly deepening this kiss, using our tongues slowly and playfully. Each time we touched it felt impossibly electric. A feeling that was extraordinary only because it was him. Not the count, not Thomas, not anyone else, just… Arthur.

“I wanna feel you love” He growled once more and ripped the top of my slip dress to show my breasts. I sat there in shock, but it quickly faded as soon as he reached down and started to kiss and suck on my breasts. He alternated with each one, teasing me and making my nipples hard until I moaned and squirmed in his lap. “A-Arthur please” I begged him with a thirsting need for him to please me properly.

“You want me?” He asked with a shine in his eyes. I nodded my head quickly and before I knew it, he was flipping me over, so that I was positioned under him on the chaise lounge. He began hovering over me slowly reaching up under my white slip dress. “Let me taste you first” He demanded and shoved his head under my dress. I had prayed to the sky that this man wouldn’t kill me before the night was over, but things weren’t looking too good on my end. I felt his hot breath surround my wet pussy. His lips had pressed against my clit and he started to lick me up and down, using the chance to suck on my clit whenever he desired to. It had sent me so overboard that I dug my nails into the arms of the leather chaise lounge. I didn’t know what else I could do but shout Arthur’s name each time I felt my stomach tighten into knots. He quickened his pace and it felt like I was on fire.

“Arthur-Arthur I’m going to c-cum pl-please” I moaned out. He took that as motivation to proceed eating me out as fast as he could. He swirled his tongue on my clit and licked downwards, sticking his tongue into my entrance. His tongue flicked and thrusted into me at record speed. I was on the brink of orgasm when he stopped altogether and left me hanging. He pulled himself out from under my dress and his hair was flattened, pieces falling to each side of his face. He reached up to me and crashed his lips down on me. I reciprocated the kiss as desperate as I knew how. “Arthur please…I need you” I whined for him.

“As you wish, Y/N” He smirked and undid his belt. I followed his thick, veiny hands towards his belt and the second it popped off his waist I was able to see his cock poking through his boxers.

“You’re so big” I gasped as he took off his boxers. He had the proudest grin on his face as he bent down and gave me a slow, deep kiss. I took him in my hands as we kissed and I felt his body shudder at the touch. I stroked him slowly and he separated my lips from his.

“You want me to fuck you huh?” He smirked. He shuffled around the chaise lounge, getting into a better position. I nodded my head and bucked my hips against his dick. It wasn’t until after that he saw the neediness in my eyes. He aligned his cock with my warm entrance. He thrust into me slowly, but all the way and I gasped with widened eyes. “You alright, love?” He asked softly. Even with all the lust and passion, Arthur was still a sweet gentleman on the inside. I nodded my head and he slowly thrusted himself into me. His low grunts filled me with a dark desire to make him orgasm. With each thrust I cried out his name and dug my nails into his back. I couldn’t help but to scream, his size wasn’t something I was used to.

“Art-Arthur!” I shouted as he sped up his thrusts. It felt like I was going to explode with bliss. He deepened his stroke and kept fucking me like he meant it.

“Cum for me, Y/N” He demanded roughly as he thrusted. I tried to control my breathing, but there was no point. I was finally getting all of Arthur. I bucked my hips and tried to control his thrusting from underneath, but instead Arthur sped up his thrusts and I didn’t even know he could go so fast. Every inch of him was hitting me at once and all I could do was dig my nails into him and cry out his name.

“I’m gonna c-cum, fuck Arthur” I panted out.

He kept his pace and praised me. “Good, cum for me, princess” His hands grabbed mine and forced my arms above my head. He stared deeply into my eyes as he kept thrusting quickly into me. I closed my eyes and bit my lip as I started riding out the high of my orgasm. “Good girl” Arthur complimented as he kissed and sucked on my neck. He kept fucking me until he came shortly after I did. He grunted and clenched up around my walls. I moaned softly and kissed him on the shoulder. Arthur slowly slid out of me and looked at me like he sobered up via orgasm.

“Arthur…” I whispered.

“I told you…you’re a grand distraction Y/N” He breathed out

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Teach Me. (Part 2) (Thomas Shelby x Reader)

Summary: Y/N gets a temporary promotion and gets overwhelmed. Thomas calms her down. Flirting flirting flirting. Word Count: 1338 TW: Panic Attack, Mention of alcohol Read Part 1 Here! Tags: @globetrotter28 @theshelbyclan

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A few days had passed after Thomas and I’s brief meeting and I had a hard time thinking straight. It was a Friday and I was at my desk going through the past week’s billing statements. I was trying to focus in on all of the numbers but Thomas Shelby’s perfect face kept popping up in my mind and distracting me. “Oi! I’ve been calling you from my office for the past ten minutes. What the hell’s going on?” Polly screamed at me from in front of my desk. I looked up at her with wide eyes and shrugged. “I’m sorry I didn’t-“ She cut me off, “I’ve been trying to get you into this meeting, stupid girl. Let’s go”

She rushed off back to her office and I got up from my desk to follow her. When I stepped inside, I noticed that it was just Polly, Arthur, John, and Thomas. Instantly I felt the “oh shit” feelings and I wanted nothing more but to hide under Polly’s desk. I wasn’t prepared to face Thomas again after last nights conversation.

“Now, as you all know…I am going for a temporary leave. I’ve made plans to go visit the sea with Michael and I needed to find a good replacement for my time gone. That’s why I’m letting Y/N take over things until I’m gone starting next week” Polly’s new information shocked me. I couldn’t possibly take over her role, I didn’t even know half of the things she did around the office. “But I-“ I cried out. “Not now Y/N, you’ll do fine” She interjected. My heart raced and I didn’t dare look to anyone but Polly even though I felt everyone’s eyes on me, especially Thomas’. I could already feel the burning tension from everyone around me. I knew the other boys were mad at her news and I never wanted to take away an opportunity from them in the first place.

“Y/N, I’ll have you work closely with Thomas to prepare for Race Day. Just think of it as a two week promotion until I’m back…Anyways that’s all for now so you can go back to your desk” Polly ordered. I looked up at her and then my eyes darted towards the dark-haired Mr. Shelby. I felt him staring from the moment I walked in the office and once I finally looked in his direction his eyes met mine with a sinister smirk. I couldn’t bare to spend another minute in that office so I rushed out as soon as Polly told me I could go. I gasped for air and felt the cold office air hit my heated cheeks. I walked down towards the bathrooms and started unbuttoning the first three buttons of my blouse. I took my hair out of the neat bun I had it in and struggled even harder to breathe. I tried so hard to fight the panic attack that was about to envelope me. When I tried for the doorknob to the only bathroom, I found that it was locked tight. I sighed deeply and bent over facing the door. “There’s a bathroom in my office…if you’d like” I heard a deep, familiar voice from behind me. I closed my eyes for a minute and internally cursed myself out. I didn’t want to turn around and show him how I looked like…or more importantly the disastrous state I was in because of the recent news.

“I-..I’m..can wait..thanks” I stumbled on my words and cursed myself out again, this time a tear slid down my cheek and I couldn’t fight it on its way out. All the emotions were spilling out of me at once and there was no way I would be able to recover from the embarrassment that was soon to follow.

“Don’t be silly, love. Follow me” Thomas insisted. I slowly turned around and stared at the floor, trying hard not to get him to notice. “Oi…Now what’s happened to you?” He asked with his voice full of worry. I tried to speak but he filled in the gap between us suddenly by reaching out and feeling my cheek with the back of his hand gently. I gasped again when I felt the coldness of his hand running down my tear-stained cheek.

“I just…can’t..breathe” I gasped out once more.

“Look at me” He ordered. Against my wishes I was forced to meet my daydreams with reality. I flickered my eyes up until they met with his icy blue ones. “Breathe with me, Y/N…You can do this” He spoke and I nodded my head. I looked at his perfect jaw line as he inhaled slow and exhaled even slower. I repeated his actions and slowly felt myself come back to a somewhat normal state of mind.

“Thank you, Mr. Shelby” I thanked and watched his blue eyes turn into a colder, darker gray.

“Come with me” He spoke and held out his hand for me to hold onto. My mind began to spin but I followed his orders and grabbed onto his hand. We walked at a slow pace into his office, and he locked the doors behind himself. When he turned around, I noticed him staring in my direction. “I had Polly take time off” He admitted and walked towards me. As he took steps forward, I took steps back. All the way until I stopped myself on the edge of his desk. I rested on his desk, and he stood with his knees brushing against mine.

“Why? I don’t know how to do anything she does Mr. Shelby” I asked nervously, my cheeks heating up once more.

“I needed you to be closer to me. You’re like a bottle of whiskey that I can’t get away from…no matter how hard I try to push the bottle away…I still want another sip” He admitted. I kept blinking and thinking that this moment wasn’t actually happening, but all the feelings and signs in my body proved that it was real. I felt like reaching out and saying something, but I couldn’t find the right words to say. I didn’t think he was serious. “Besides, Polly would get in the way of things if I wanted you to myself for a moment” He smirked.

“You want to spend time…with me?” I asked once more, and he nodded.

“Do you want that, love? Do you still… want me to teach you?” Thomas asked me gently as he touched the buttons on the top of my blouse and looked up at me with a flicker of fire in his eyes. I nodded at him in approval, but he still wasn’t satisfied. “You have to tell me love. Use your words” He insisted and bit the corner of his lip as he watched me.

“Yes… Mr.Shelby” I spoke up. Thomas caressed my bottom lip with his rough thumb. His touch felt like a welcomed fire to my skin.

“Good girl” He praised and slowly lifted his hand off my face. He went to lean in closer towards me and I closed my eyes thinking he was about to kiss me. Instead, I was kissed softly on the cheek. That small kiss lit a flame under me, and I craved him even more than when I was daydreaming about him earlier. He buttoned the three buttons on my blouse that I had unbuttoned earlier and created some space between us. He cleared his throat and adjusted his stance before speaking once more. “You’re uh…free to go back to your desk. I’ll see you Monday morning at 8am sharp” Thomas commented and walked out of his office. I stood there in shock for a few moments before collecting myself and heading out onto the office floor. I made way to my desk and saw a note laying nicely next to the stack of billing payments I was working on earlier. It was signed by Thomas and had a short message that made me blush. “Are you sure you don’t want to work late tonight?”

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