Family ties

A Peaky Blinders imagine story.

Backstory: You have been a member of the Shelby family since they took you in after your father died serving them, ever since you have grown up with them, John and Arthur treat you like there sister and Polly is almost like a mother to you. Tommy, has been protective of you since before your father died, when you were 9 you broke his nose after he tried to make a pass at you in front of his brothers and friends, ever since then, well, there isn’t a word to explain the relationship you and Tommy have, you don’t see him as a brother, maybe in a way, you see him as more, it was only two months ago after you both sat in the garrison covered in an enemies blood that you endured in a passionate kiss that almost led to more if Polly hadn’t of walked in. But, that was before him, before Michael came into the picture, Polly’s son came back to Birmingham and eventually made his way into the family, ever since he first arrived you have had this awkward tension between you and then after he realised that you was a pesky blinder, that you was just like Tommy and the rest of them. It made him even more attracted to you. You both worked side by side in the Shelby offices, which meant you were always left alone. It made for time to bond and get to know each other, you could open up like never before. After a heated argument about the books, it led to a night of passion in Michaels office, ever since that day you have been secretly hooking up none stop. Not that you try very hard to keep it secret, John has caught you repeatedly but he keeps quiet, partly because you think he knows Tommy may be hurt deep down, but mostly because you and him are so close. Which brings you to now, last night you started a fight in an Irish pub after two unlocal men tried to accuse you of being a whore, you quickly taught them a lesson.

Part 1

“Michael are you there?” You shout as you walk into the kitchen at Thomas’s house.

“In here” you hear a voice shout from inside, you continue walking, infused with the smell of cigarettes and whisky.

“Here she is, come here you crazy bastard” John smiles and chuckles between his words as he wraps his arms around you, in the kitchen stands Polly, Arthur, John and Michael, all staring at with you to an almost scary degree.

You look over and see Michael in particular, slowly looking you up and down as he puffs on his cigarette “I hear you almost broke two men in half, shot one in the knee, cut the other with your hat” he smirks at you playfully as your heart pounds, you gulp and smile “Yes well I am a bitch, besides, they had it coming”

“Indeed you are a Shelby” Tommy interupts as he walks into the kitchen, he walks straight towards you, his piercing blue eyes staring deep into you “well done Y/N” his hot breath on your face. Polly coughs “yes well, she may not be a Shelby by blood but she is certainly one of us”

Michael slightly spurts out a snigger, you walk over to him, your heels clicking against the floor, you arrive face to face with Michael, he licks his lips sadistically as you slowly glide your middle finger down his blazer, his breath heavy and uneven, you slip your hand into his blazer and take his cigarette holder, you take out a cigarette as Michael holds up a lighter, you inhale heavily and stare deep into his eyes as you exhale.

You walk away, leaving the stench of your perfume like a cloud of smoke around Michael “Right well I’m throwing a party tonight, one way to attract the Russians attention is by throwing our presence in their face” Tommy continues to speak about our family affairs, you missed a large majority of the conversation due to your yearning to tease Michael, nevertheless, you already knew the plan for the evening. The others all nod as they make there way out of the kitchen, Tommy glances over at you, as you feel a sudden awkwardness before he quickly leaves leaving you in the kitchen with nothing but the sound of creaking pipes and heavy footsteps coming from behind you.

“You like to tease me, ay love?” You feel a hand slowly sweep your hair from your neck and a soft kiss planted on your hot skin, Michaels touch makes you squeam, the tension too much to handle, his hand elegantly moves down to your waist as he pushes himself against the back of you, you feel his body pressed against yours as your breathe gets heavier you let out a slight moan as Michael leans his face in closer to yours, he nibbles your ear and whispers “Just you wait until later on, I’m gonna make you scream my name”

End of part 1.

Hi to whoever is reading! I’ve never written a story or anything like this before, so any feedback would be much appreciated.