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misscarolineshelby · 2 years

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Oppenheimer (Part 26)

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Pairing: Cillian Murphy x Reader

Warning: Fluff, Angst, Smut, Age Gap

Words: 3333

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One week later…

One week had passed and you were able to share the news of moving in together with your family and friends.

Whilst your father was a little concerned about it, telling you that it may be too soon for you to be taking this step, your mother was excited and happy for you and so was your friend and roommate Mandy.

Mandy was going to stay at your apartment for another three months while her studio was being renovated so this didn’t really interfere with her plans. Yet, you knew that the changes you were making to your own and Mandy’s lives would be huge.

You were keen to move in with Cillian right away and, within the past two days, managed to shift some of your belongings from your place to his before formally dissolving the unit when Mandy moves out into her own studio apartment.

Your father had decided to lease your unit out furnished and retain it as an investment since, the last thing you needed, were more furniture. Cillian already had plenty of those and planned to eventually do the same with his large townhouse in Dublin.

Until then, he was going to retain them both and his plan to officially move into his house in London was three weeks from now.

It all happened rather quickly and the fact that he was staying with you for an entire two weeks this time at your very own house made it so much more exciting.

Regardless of the fact that you had your own house together now, you made a point of visiting Mandy especially since she had offered to cook for you both.

In the past, when Cillian visited your small unit and Mandy didn’t have to work, you occasionally spent an evening or so cooking together and drinking some wine while playing silly trivia games and it was those kinds of nights you knew you would miss.

Unexpectedly, however, this night was going to be nothing like you had expected. It was going to be very different to any evening you shared in the past and, just after dinner, things escalated rather quickly.

All of you had a lot of red-wine to drink that night and Mandy was once again talking about her failed relationship which had ended not so long ago.

She was still devastated by it and you reassured her that the right man or woman would come for her if she would just stop looking.

“It’s hard to stop looking Y/N. I’ve been meeting so many lovely ladies again since starting my post grad studies” Mandy said, wanting to move on quickly.

“Honestly, I say go for it. If you like one of them, ask her out” Cillian said and you couldn’t help but blush.

“Sweetie, she might not be interested in women. You can’t just ask out a random girl if you are a girl yourself” you tried to explain but Cillian cocked an eyebrow at you. He didn’t think that there was any difference in whether you were a man or a woman.

“Well, if she says no then you know she doesn’t want to go out with you. I don’t see the big deal to be honest. It’s either yes or no” Cillian tried to argue.

“The thing is, she might say yes not knowing that Mandy is after a date. Thus, she may think that Mandy just wants to be her friend” you tried to explain, which is when Mandy stepped into the conversation herself.

“This happened to someone else I know” Mandy laughed cheekily and your cheeks began to blush.

“To you?” Cillian asked you, wanting to know whether Mandy was referring to a story you had to tell and, when you nodded, he wanted to hear more about it.

“Well, I kissed a girl before and it was rather unexpected. She thought that we were out on a date whereas I thought that we were just hanging out. It was a good kiss though” you admitted as you brought your wine glass to your lips again and, whilst Mandy chuckled slightly, Cillian was simply stunned and looked at you both with his eyes wide open.

“Well babe, I need more detail. Who was the girl and what happened after the kiss?” he then asked somewhat surprised as he didn’t know that you were at least a little curious about being with a woman.

“It was Mandy. She asked me out on a date just after we met eight years ago and I didn’t really know that it was a date which we went on until she kissed me on the way home” you admitted with blushing cheeks.

“Okay. And then what happened?” Cillian asked with even more curiosity now, wanting to hear the full story of your curious adventure.

“Nothing. It wasn’t for me. I was curious, but not that curious. I was very young and it was somewhat awkward. We laughed it off and then eventually became best friends” you told Cillian who was keen to hear even more about your encounter with Mandy.

“And then you never kissed a woman again babe?” he asked and you shook your head, really wanting to change the topic. You knew that Cillian and his ex-wife had experimented some more than you in this department but you never quite understood why.

“Now that we have established that both Y/N and I have kissed people of both genders, what about you Cillian? Have you ever kissed a guy?” Mandy then asked cheekily after a bit more red-wine and Cillian chuckled.

“Yes, actually, I have” he eventually said with a stern look on his face and your chin dropped.

“Do tell!” Mandy said and Cillian began to laugh again.

“Don’t get too excited Mandy. It was for a role and it was merely a peck. I think they even cut the scene from the movie in the end so it was all for nothing” he admitted, but Mandy wanted to know some more.

“Would you like to try it again?” Mandy then asked and, when Cillian shook his head, she pouted.

“Only if it makes sense as part of a script” he then told her but questioning time wasn’t over just yet.

“Okay, that’s fair enough. How about you Y/N, would you like to try and kiss another woman again?” Mandy asked, clearly having had too much to drink by this point.

“Uhm, yeah, maybe. It’s up to Cillian though” you said shyly and with rosy cheeks.

“How is that up to me?” Cillian asked curiously.

“Because I would only want to do it if you were there with me. You would have to watch me and enjoy the show. I am your girlfriend, remember?” you said nervously, knowing very well that you were playing with fire.

“Well babe, I think that, seeing you kiss another woman would be pretty sexy so, if it ever tickles your fancy again, by all means, go for it. I would happily watch” Cillian chuckled and this is when Mandy stepped in.

“Y/N told me that you kissed Florence Pugh on set of Oppenheimer and that she enjoyed watching you with her. Now, just out of plain curiosity, if I was to kiss your girlfriend right now, would you enjoy watching us too?” Mandy teased and when Cillian swallowed harshly, you knew that the answer was “yes” even before he said the words.

“I suppose so” Cillian gasped and, with that, your pulse began race while you felt yourself getting aroused by the idea.

“What do you think Mandy? Should we share another kiss after eight years with no strings attached?” you asked as she had her arm around your waist and Cillian was watching the situation unfold with wide open eyes.

“I guess why not? Let’s give your boyfriend a little show” Mandy said before she placed her hand gently on to your cheek and leaned in to kiss you.

The kiss was gentle and tentative at first but, when you responded eagerly, it quickly intensified and, soon, you were kissing passionately.

Cillian watched and you could hear him gasp for air from the distance. He was clearly aroused by the show you gave him and, when you finally broke the kiss, it was almost like he was disappointed.

“Now that was even better than I had remembered” Mandy said stunned and you couldn’t help but chuckle again whereas Cillian simply sat there. He was speechless.

Mandy was quickly consumed with lust and desire. She had been denied any outlet for her passion for a while, and now she was kissing you in front of your very attractive boyfriend. Your mouths melded together perfectly and you were a wonderful kisser, so much so that she wanted seconds.

“May I kiss her again, Cills?” she asked and Cillian seemed to still be in a trance.

“Yeah, sure, if she wants to…” he confirmed hesitantly and, when you nodded, her lips crashed back on to yours while you reached out for Cillian’s hand, wanting him to come closer.

“You can kiss her too if you like” you eventually whispered into his ear after your lips drifted apart and you took the time to indulge in some more red wine.

“May I?” Mandy then asked, having overheard what you had said to Cillian and, after he nodded, Mandy turned and wrapped her hand around Cillian' neck and pulled him into a kiss. Just as it had been with you, the kiss started out slowly, sensually, but quickly became passionate.

Surprisingly, you didn’t feel a single ounce of jealousy as you watched them kiss and Cillian clearly enjoyed himself as much as you did.

After their lips drifted apart again, Mandy wrapped a hand around both Cillian's and your neck and pulled you both in for a kiss. You felt your breath catch in your chest as you experienced your first three-way kiss.

As you were enjoying the erotic sensation of kissing both Cillian and Mandy together, with Cillian’s firm kisses, blending with Mandy’s soft, supple mouth, you soon felt Mandy’s hand roam your body and down over your breasts.

Your lips drifted apart and Mandy raised the all-important question.

“Do you want to take this to the bedroom?” she asked and, after you and Cillian looked at each other for a short moment, you both nodded in sync and followed Mandy to her room.

***

As soon as you all stood in front of her large bed your clothes were cast aside quickly, shoes kicked off carelessly and Mandy was pulling Cillian's shirt up his body while you were pulling up her sweater.

While you undressed her, Cillian was undoing Mandy’s pants. Neither of you were thinking straight as you were consumed with red wine and lust. You were all working frantically to undress each other, and it was chaotic and clumsy and very exciting.

You stepped behind Mandy as Cillian lifted his arms to allow Mandy to pull his t-shirt up and off his body.

“Lift your arms and let us see this perfect body of yours, sweetie" you instructed her and, when Mandy did, you pulled her sweater up and off and tossed it aside. Cillian automatically reached out and clasped both of Mandy’s breasts, and immediately felt her bra go slack as you released the clasp at the back.

“Eager much you two?” Mandy chuckled as Cillian pulled the bra off Mandy's body and cupped her luscious flesh, running his thumbs over the extended nipples.

“Very” you said to her in response while seeing what your boyfriend was doing.

“Doesn’t she just have a perfect set of tits?” you asked as you watched Cillian caressing them gently but he only responded reluctantly.

"They are very nice” Cillian said quietly, almost to himself as you joined in and caressed her skin as well.

“You little filth mouth Miss Nolan” Mandy chuckled into a moan, ignoring the fact that Cillian was somewhat reserved, but enjoying both of your touch.

After she allowed your hands to roam her body, Mandy spun around and removed your bra just as Cillian had removed hers. It was obvious to you that she had much more experience with women than you and when her soft hands massaged your breasts, you couldn’t help but moan.

When she was done with you, she turned around once more and ran her fingers through the sparse hair on Cillian’s chest.

“You both are so god damn lucky, having each other and getting to fuck each other every day from now on” Mandy said as she felt you behind her and felt you press your naked breasts into her back.

“I sure am a lucky guy Mandy” Cillian confirmed just as Mandy pulled him in for another kiss.

"You are Cills. Your girlfriend is perfect. Beautiful, smart and sexy” she told him and you slowly dug your manicured nails down Mandy's body, making her shiver again.

“Oh stop it, you are making me blush again” you teased as your hands began to roam further down your friend’s body.

You found Mandy's pants already unbuttoned and pulled her zipper down, so you could work the jeans off her shapely hips, taking the underwear down too and it was at this point that Mandy, who was still facing Cillian, reached for the belt on his pants.

Her lips met his again as she tried to undo the clasp of his belt but, when she finally managed and reached for the zipper of his jeans, he pulled away.

“Fuck, I am sorry” he simply said and Mandy immediately queried him about what was wrong, seeing that he was already hard and straining against his jeans.

“I can’t” he simply said before pulling further away from Mandy and closing up his belt.

“Cillian?” you asked surprised, letting go of Mandy yourself.

“I don’t want this babe” he admitted and, when he did, you couldn’t help but smile. You weren’t angry with him. You were just surprised.

“The truth is that I enjoy seeing you kiss and touch Mandy like this. It is so fucking sexy and you have no idea how much it turns me on. But I don’t want to sleep with any woman other than you” Cillian explained to you before apologising to Mandy and, whilst Mandy was somewhat disappointed, she was also very understanding.

“That’s fine Cills. I can understand that. This isn’t for everyone” she said softly as she watched you putting your bra back on before you approached Cillian.

You cupped his face with both of your hands and kissed him tenderly before giving him yet another smile.

“Should we go back to our house then?” you asked, really wanting to talk with him privately about what just happened and, when he nodded in agreement, you went on to call a taxi.

Just after you called a taxi and got dressed, Cillian suggested that he would wait downstairs. He wanted to get some fresh air and he knew that you should be talking to Mandy about what had happened between you.

With that, you sat down with Mandy in the living room after Cillian had left and she immediately began to apologise.

“I shouldn’t have pushed this Y/N, I am so sorry. I should never have asked for another kiss from you. I got the wrong idea from all this cheeky talk about dating and us and…” she stammered and, when you took her hands into yours and shook your head, she looked at you somewhat confused and stopped talking mid-sentence.

“No Mandy, it’s fine. We all acted a little silly. Let’s blame the red wine, shall we?” you said before telling her that you were surprised by Cillian having changed his mind so suddenly.

“I also don’t know why he changed his mind. I am sorry” you said, even though you were somewhat glad that he did as you weren’t really sure whether you could have gone through with this yourself. Seeing Cillian kiss another woman for work or fun was one thing but seeing him sleep with another woman was another thing all together.

“Well, I think I know why” Mandy chuckled in response to your comment.

“Really? Why?” you asked curiously.

“Because he’s head over heels in love with you. He could have had you and me at the same time and he decided that he just wants you alone instead. I mean, seriously, what man these days would give away a free pass like this? You’ve got a good man there Y/N. He is a keeper” Mandy said and you couldn’t help but smile.

“He sure is a good man and I am lucky that I get to keep him all to myself” you confirmed and, with that, you got yourself ready to leave as well.

***

When you stepped out the door at the front of your apartment building, the taxi was already waiting for you and you stepped inside and sat down next to Cillian at the back of the car.

Luckily for you, the backseats were shielded away from the driver seat, giving you some privacy and some time to talk.

“I am so sorry Cills. I really thought that you would like it if we went through with this. I feel like an idiot now” you immediately said after you strapped yourself in and reached for his hand.

“No babe. I am the idiot. I am sorry for not having said no to this right when Mandy suggested it. I thought that this is something you really wanted to try and I thought that I would be okay with it, but I am not. I have zero interest in being with another woman myself but, if this is something you want to explore, then do it. I will watch. I will probably even enjoy the show. But that’s all. I am not going to participate” Cillian said, taking your hand into his.

“Oh god Cills. I don’t…fuck…I thought that this is something you would be really into. I liked the kiss between us all, but I am actually glad that you called it off” you began to explain, causing Cillian to cock an eyebrow.

“Why would you think that I want to be with another woman?” Cillian asked somewhat confused.

“Because I know that this is something you and your ex-wife used to explore on occasion” you told him.

“That was very different Y/N” Cillian responded.

“How so?” you asked.

“Our relationship was built around Max and Charlie. It always had been. She fell pregnant with Max when we were dating for the second time around and I did what a good Catholic boy would have done in this situation. I married her even though I never really loved her. We fought a lot, our sex life was miserable and we both were frustrated with each other. We even slept in separate bedrooms by this point. Then, one day, after yet another session of relationship therapy, she suggested that we should try and spice things up. I played along with it because it made no difference. It was just sex for me by this point. I just needed some kind of outlet or release and, with that, it was not really surprising that we separated a year later. It was pretty fucked up actually and I didn’t think that I would ever meet someone where I could be 100% committed” Cillian explained but he wasn’t quite finished yet and, after taking a short and silent break, he continued.

“But then met you and things changed. When I met you on set earlier this year, I started to have this weird fucking feeling in my stomach which I cannot even describe. I never felt it before and it drove me insane and I quickly realised that, for the first time, I was actually in love. I love you Y/N and the sex we have is fucking amazing. I even remember the first night we spent together. It was unlike anything I have ever experienced before. It wasn’t just a means to end. In fact, I didn’t even care about my own release. I was just so fucking nervous to even touch you, to satisfy you somehow and, when I finally did, it felt so fucking good. Everything felt so fucking good. It still does. Just you and me. I don’t need or want anyone else. Just you” Cillian said and, by this point, tears were running down your eyes even though you tried hard to hold them back.

“Oh my god Cillian. I love you so fucking much, you know that?” was all you could muster before leaning against his chest and letting him hold you. There were no other words needed. There was nothing else you had to say which he didn’t already know by this point.

“I love you too babe” Cillian said as the taxi pulled up in front of your new house.

***

When you opened the door to your house, Felix the cat came and greeted you with a loud meow and it was Cillian who, for a change, picked him up and carried him to the kitchen.

“You, my friend, need to go on a diet or lay off the treats for a while” Cillian said before informing you that he had booked him in for a check up with the nearby vet.

“I didn’t think you like cats” you pointed out as you watched Cillian fill his food bowl.

“I don’t” Cillian said before giving Felix a pet and opening up a small box of toys which he had bought for him earlier that day.

“No?” you grinned and, when Cillian gave you a warm smile back, you couldn’t help but giggle.

“What do you think Felix, are we going to be friends?” Cillian asked nonetheless and when he gave Cillian a quick meow, Cillian felt somewhat reassured.

“Good, now I will take your mum upstairs while you look after the house, alright?” Cillian then said with an almost serious tone in his voice and you couldn’t help but laugh while Felix gave him yet another quick meow.

“You don’t seriously think that he can understand you right?” you asked, cocking an eyebrow at Cillian but Cillian was dead serious.

“Of course he does. He even answers me. You heard him. One meow clearly means yes” Cillian joked before asking you to follow him upstairs.

“And what are we doing upstairs Mr Murphy?” you asked curiously.

“We could have a bath and put on some music. I could even give you a massage” Cillian offered.

“A full body massage?” you teased and, when Cillian nodded, you were excited and aroused all at the same time.

You loved his hands roaming your body. They felt incredible and you knew that you would be in for a long night of passionate sex after he was done with it.

“We should make the most of tonight because, from tomorrow, things might get a little more difficult around here” Cillian then told you as he was walking upstairs with you.

“And why is that?” you wondered.

“Because your parents and your sister arrive at Heathrow around noon. They are staying with us until I leave for this PR crap the studio has signed me on for” Cillian told you.

“Hang on, what? My parents are staying here, with us?” you asked.

“Yes babe. Your dad called me a few days ago. He asked how things were going with the move and it was obvious to me that he was concerned about you. So, since you told me that you missed your family, I invited them to stay for a week. This way, they can paint their own picture of how you are. It was meant to be a surprise” Cillian told you and you couldn’t help but get a little excited.

“Goodness Cillian, I bloody love you for doing this. But, are you wilfully going to put up with my father for an entire week? You know he’s been a little tough on you, even on set, ever since we officially began dating” you told Cillian.

“Yeah, well, that’s because you are his daughter and no one is good enough for you. I get that. I would be the same if I had a daughter” Cillian told you.

“Well, lucky we won’t be having any kids then, huh?” you teased, knowing that there would be no chance for Cillian to have daughter himself.

“No, just a fat cat” Cillian joked and, with that, you both disappeared into the bathroom.

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misscarolineshelby · 2 years

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Oppenheimer (Part One)

Pairing: Cillian Murphy x Reader

Warning: None (yet…but you know me. There will be smut eventually)

Words: 3,030

Notes: Cillian is single for the purpose of this fic. Of course, it isn’t based on his real life. Also, I am sorry if you are Jack Quaid Fan! He will not win against the one and only, Cillian Murphy, in this fic and is also single for the purpose of this series.

It was only yesterday that you arrived at your parent’s holiday home in Santa Fe which is where you would stay with them and your siblings for about four months.

Sharing an accommodation with your parents and your three sisters for more than one week was something that was unusual for you.

Unlike your three younger sisters, you moved out from home when you were just eighteen to attend university but now, following the pandemic, you were struggling for work.

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misscarolineshelby · 3 years

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Roommates – Part Sixteen

Pairing: Cillian Murphy x Reader

Words:1,876

Warning: Fluff, Smut

Note: This plays in 2020. It’s all fiction and not based on Cillian’s real life and family.

A week had passed since you told Cillian that you loved him and, whilst you were strongly under the influence of pain medication, you remembered it.

You had, in fact, developed strong feelings for him and whilst the words left your lips accidentally when you were drowsy and half asleep, you were somewhat disappointed by the fact that he didn’t say anything.

Of course, he didn’t share the same feelings for you, you knew that much. You’ve been friends for so many years that you could hardly be surprised that he liked you as a friend and for sex, but nothing else. But, what you had expected was that he would say something, anything at all, even if it was simply confirming what you already knew.

***

You did tell your sister about it and, whilst you were surprised by the feelings you had so suddenly developed for your long-time friend, she wasn’t surprised at all.

She saw it coming as soon as she found out that you were sleeping with each other and she believed that you always had some sort of feelings for him.

In the same vein, she was sure that he felt the same about you and was probably reluctant to tell you and, with that in mind, you continued on as usual and acted as if nothing had happened.

You weren’t willing to give up your friendship and the amazing sex you have for maybes and thought that, if your sister was right, he would come around eventually, at least so you hoped.

***

Then, another week had passed and nothing had changed. At least so you thought.

Cillian asked you whether you wanted to travel to Cork with him to see his parents now that Ireland, once again, came out of lockdown and visits to family were permitted provided that you had a permit.

‘I don’t think I can Cillian. Only spouses’ you said, pointing to the pamphlet he had printed out from the Irish Covid Information website.

‘Well, we are living together, you can pretend to be my girlfriend if the police pulls us over’ he chuckled, before pleading with you.

‘You just want me to drive, don’t you’ you then said and he nodded. He hated driving long distances and it didn’t help that he had only gotten his drivers licence five years ago and failed his driving test three times when he moved back to Dublin.

‘I suppose it’s safer if I drive…so yes, I am coming’ you said somewhat amused.

‘Should I ask Ma to prepare two or one room for us?’ Cillian then asked and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes.

‘Your mother is strictly catholic and I suppose that the answer to your question depends on what you are willing to reveal to her about our little arrangement’ you joked and, of course, Cillian hadn’t even thought that far.

‘Two bedrooms’ he then confirmed before picking up the phone to let his mother know that you would be coming with him.

***

Three days later, you hit the road for the three-and-a-half-hour drive to Cork after you both had received a negative COVID test result which you took as a precaution.

As usual, Cillian’s mother was excited about the visit and you were excited too. You hadn’t seen her for about 18 months and the last time you saw her she had cooked you and your fiancé a lovely a meal.

Things were different then and you talked about your wedding and all the plans you were having in the future.

There was no pandemic to worry about and you weren’t aware of your fiancé’s indiscretions at the time while Cillian was still happily dating your somewhat crazy friend.

Now, your engagement had ended but your friendship with Cillian had evolved into something else entirely.

***

After a smooth three-and-a-half-hour drive, you pulled up in front of Cillian’s parents’ house.

They both greeted you with excitement and told you to come in quickly as it was raining.

Cillian’s father quickly carried your small suitcase to one of the guestrooms while Cillian placed his into the other. There wasn’t much space in the house and, whilst the house had four bedrooms, the corridors were rather narrow and the living area was small.

‘It’s so good to see you Y/N’ Cillian’s mum said before offering you a cup of tea which you gladly accepted.

‘The last time you visited Cork was under better circumstances, but I hope you will enjoy it nonetheless’ she then said and you thanked her for her hospitality.

You had always gotten along well with Cillian’s mother and Cillian was simply happy to see his parents again after such a long time, even if it meant that his siblings couldn’t visit them at the same time as him due to the visitation limits imposed.

As you were sitting on the sofa with Cillian’s mother you soon noticed that Cillian was gone and so did his mother.

‘He better not be stealing food’ she then huffed out sternly and, sure enough, Cillian had found the freshly baked scones in the kitchen and couldn’t resist.

‘But they are so good Ma’ you heard him argue as his mum told him to get out of the kitchen and leave the scones alone, which made you laugh.

‘He will never change’ you chuckled and his mother nodded in agreement.

‘No, he won’t’ she then said before informing you that she had made a roast for dinner.

***

After dinner and a few glasses of wine with Cillian’s parents, they headed to bed at around 8.30pm as usual, leaving you and Cillian to watch TV in the living room.

You were quick to spread your legs out over Cillian’s laps, getting yourself more comfortable but being vary that his parents might walk in on you.

But, Cillian seemed to think that, once they went to bed, they would pretty much go to sleep right away and proceeded to pull you onto his lap.

‘I missed this today’ he said before he caressed your face and kissed you gently.

‘Me too’ you then giggled before returning the kiss rather quickly.

‘Do you want to go to my bedroom or yours?’ he then winked and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes.

‘Your parents are in the house Cillian’ you then said and, just as you did, you heard some footsteps in the hallway behind you.

You quickly jumped off Cillian’s lap and sat on the lounge like a well-behaved schoolgirl as his mother walked by to get a glass of water while Cillian covered up his erection, poking against the denim of his jeans, with a cushion.

‘Night Ma’ he then said and she couldn’t help but laugh before saying ‘good night’ again.

‘I am not going to have sex at your parents house’ you then huffed out quietly when his mother had left.

‘Alright, let’s go for drive then’ he suggested.

‘A drive? And how will you explain this to your mother tomorrow?’ you laughed and Cillian suggested to tell her that you forgot some toiletries and he drove to the shop to get them.

‘Supermarket closes in 30 minutes, let’s go’ he said and you couldn’t really say no to him.

***

Ten minutes later you arrived at a secluded area near the beach and you could just tell that Cillian had been there before.

‘Is this where you used to take your girlfriends when you were at high school and snatched your parents’ combi even though you didn’t have a driver’s licence?’ you asked, having heard about these stories from his brother before.

‘Yeah, it’s a good spot, nice and quiet’ Cillian winked as he reclined his seat and you quickly stripped down to your bra and panties.

‘Oh my god Cillian I feel like an 18-year-old again, sneaking out of the house to make out’ you laughed and, just before you could protest, Cillian reached inside your panties and slowly stroked your mound.

‘Just that, this time, it will actually be worth your while’ Cillian smirked as he ran his forefinger between the crease of your pussy and noticed the moistness which had already built there.

‘Hmm yes, it will be Cillian’ you moaned as he was rubbing your clit with his left hand and with his right hand was caressing your breasts.

You were quick to release his hard cock from his jeans as well and began jerking him in time with his clitoral stimulation and the heat inside the car was palpable.

‘So naughty…what if we get caught?’ you huffed out, knowing that Cillian had a kink for semi-public sex.

‘It’s worth the risk’ he groaned and, before long, you were gazing up from the seat with that wanton look in your eyes, pulling Cillian closer and uttering cues while he fingered your pussy and mouthed your firm nipples with his welcoming mouth.

‘I need you inside me Cillian’ you moaned as you were welcoming two fingers into your waiting slit and could not be distracted, even by the crackling sounds outside and the sound of the radio.

‘Come on then’ Cillian groaned as you continued to stroke him and, just as he invited you to take what you needed so badly, you let go off his cock and climbed on top of him.

He pressed the head of his cock against your awaiting pussy and you slowly sank down on him.

‘Oh god yes fuck’ you moaned as his cock disappeared into your tight vagina, expanding your love tunnel while he met your lips with his. Your mouths parted and your tongues communicated the instant of union as Cillian’s cock drove slowly into your warm pussy. You were lost in their unity while your reality transformed around them.

‘You feel so fucking good’ Cillian groaned as you were moving in perfect motion with Cillian’s penetration and your thighs were even perforated with the moisture that was coming out of your pussy.

Your rocking continued and you were now joining orally with diatribes as Cillian’s cock bottomed out again and again inside you. ‘Fuck’ you uttered as his big balls pressed against your bottom.

Your warm tunnel was wide for his cock and your eyes were fixed on the mechanistic ramming of Cillian’s body in its hedonistic role.

‘I am cumming…fuck’ you moaned with the ever fastening in and out rhythms that Cillian was delivering to your womanhood. Cillian too was groaning and you put a hand underneath his balls while he pounded you and the car shook.

With your screams and loss of control inside erotic orgasm, Cillian too lost control and filled your cavity with his warm seed.

‘Fuck, Y/N, I love…’ Cillian began to say but, just as he did, there was a nock on the window of the car on the driver’s side next to Cillian, interrupting what he was about to say.

‘Please lower your window…’ a man said from outside and you could see some flashing lights behind where the car was parked.

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misscarolineshelby · 3 years

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My Friend’s Father (Part Four)

Pairing: Cillian Murphy x Reader

Warning: Age Gap, Mild Sexual References

Words: 2,947

Notes:

I have decided to make this into a series.

Alright, no judgment. This was a dream of mine and I felt like I had to write it down. Everyone in this Fic is over the age of 18 and this Fic is in no way based on Cillian’s real family life. It’s pure filth.

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Mistakes Happen

You curled up against Cillian’s chest, breathing in his scent and running your fingers through the little bit of chest hair while looking up into his piercing blue eyes, waiting for him to say what he wanted to say.

‘What is it?’ you then asked as, all of a sudden, he couldn’t find his words.

‘You are on birth control, right?’ he then eventually asked quietly and nervously as if he tried not to sound too blunt.

But his question came across bluntly nonetheless and you couldn’t help but laugh about the way he asked you.

‘Shouldn’t you have asked me that before we had sex?’ you asked somewhat amused and Cillian simply nodded nervously, swallowing loudly as he did.

‘Yeah, probably’ he said, waiting for you to answer his question.

‘Yes, I am on birth control’ you confirmed with some amusement and, just as you did, Cillian sighed with relief for a moment before asking you another question about it.

‘So, we are defiantly safe?’ he asked again, causing your eyes to widen. You had no idea what he meant by that.

‘Cillian, if I wasn’t on birth control, I would have gotten you to get a condom from Denise’s room which, in retrospect, I probably should have insisted on anyway. This is not like me and I suppose I got caught in the heat of the moment. I only had sex twice before and did so safely’ you explained shyly and somewhat embarrassed.

‘I suppose I should have acted more responsibly. It’s not something I usually do this way either’ Cillian explained before telling you that he would have had no idea where to look for the condoms and that this was not what he meant. He explained to you that, after what happened, he was in no position to judge you but knows that some women don’t necessarily stick to the schedule when it comes to birth control.

His comment immediately made you realise that he knew about your older sister and what had happened to her. She fell pregnant when she was your age and now has a two-year-old son who you adored. That he knew about her didn’t surprise you however. His ex-wife and your mother had been friends for a few years. Ironically, however, your father and Cillian never got along.

‘Well, if it makes you feel any better, I’ve got an IUD exactly for this reason. Motherhood is not on my agenda right now, trust me’ you laughed, amused by the fact that now, all of a sudden, he was concerned.

But Cillian struggled to see the humour in it all and you could tell that his rational thinking mind had kicked in suddenly as he stared up at the ceiling as opposed to looking at you.

‘I should go’ he then blurted out all of a sudden and you couldn’t help but be a little disappointed.

‘Of course’ you responded as you rolled to the side, allowing him to get up from the bed.

‘This can’t happen again Y/N. I am sorry. I shouldn’t have…’ Cillian went onto say as he put on his boxers and you were quick to interrupt him.

‘Relax Cillian. It’s cool, honestly’ you said, knowing that this wouldn’t be going any further.

***

The following morning you were woken by Denise who barged into the guestroom excitedly.

‘So…’ she went on to say as she sat down on the bed and you turned around to face her, rubbing your eyes and stretching your aching body.

‘So what?’ you huffed out half asleep which is when you realised how sore you actually were.

You only had sex twice before, each time sucked and lasted no more than ten minutes. Having had Cillian inside of you for almost three hours in total was probably too much for your inexperienced lady parts.

‘So, we are going to see Beyonce. Dad got tickets for us’ she then said and you simply shook your head before wincing quietly.

‘Are you alright Y/N?’ Denise then asked as you saw you cringe when you rolled over and you knew that, what you really needed, was a warm bath to sooth your body.

‘I am fine…I just can’t stand her music’ you admitted but, of course, Denise already knew that.

‘Are you still coming though? It’s in six weeks’ Denise asked with big puppy eyes and you nodded, trying to be a good friend for once.

‘Yeah, if I must’ you winked before asking Denise whether you could have a bath before driving back to Galway, explaining to her that your gym session the day before left you a little achy.

Denise nodded and, just when you hopped out of bed, you realised that Cillian had left his t-shirt in your room the night before.

You desperately hoped that Denise wouldn’t notice but, unfortunately for you, she did and picked it up from the floor.

‘That looks like dad’s t-shirt’ she observed, raising and eyebrow and you were quick to explain to her that you had asked him to lend you a t-shirt last night as you had spilled wine on yours.

‘You could have asked me’ Denise then said somewhat surprised.

‘You were in bed already and I walked into him in the hallway. Despite, you know I like your dad’ you joked, teasing Denise so that she would stop questioning and you.

‘You are disgusting Y/N’ she then laughed, scooping up the t-shirt and dumping it in the washing basket before showing you to the upstairs bathroom.

***

When you walked into the kitchen after you had your bath, you found Denise interrogating her brother.

According to her, he had brought his girlfriend over the night before when everyone went to bed and sneaked her back out in the morning so that his dad wouldn’t notice.

You heard from Denise that her father didn’t like his girlfriend and had requested that she doesn’t come over to the house anymore.

‘You know, if you don’t want dad to know, you just gotta be a little quieter man’ Denise joked but her brother didn’t know what she was talking about.

‘I didn’t bring Jennifer over last night. I was out drinking with mates and got back at 1 o’clock’ he said, causing Denise to roll her eyes.

‘I could hear you. You are disgusting. Fucking like rabbits. I put earplugs in after five minutes’ Denise then said and you couldn’t help but wonder whether it wasn’t her brother Denise had heard the night before.

‘Guys…hey…I am here’ you said quickly, hoping that they would change the conversation now that you were around but, sadly, they didn’t and you had to listen to them talk about it for a little longer.

Eventually, however, they stopped and Denise helped you to pack your car. You had bought boxes full of books from a small Dublin second hand bookshop and your boot was pretty much jam packed.

Just as you closed the boot, you saw Cillian arrive back home following his morning run. Clearly, he wasn’t as sore as you were and you thought that he looked incredible in his running outfit, all sweaty and showing off his amazing legs.

‘Are you heading back home?’ he asked politely and you nodded and, without showing any affection at all, he wished you safe drive.

‘Thanks’ you then said before jumping into your car, hoping that he would see the little note you had left him on his desk in the basement which read ‘This is my number, in case you ever get to Galway and want to catch up. Xx Y/N’…

Of course, you didn’t expect him to contact you, but you would have regretted it if you didn’t at least take your chances.

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misscarolineshelby · 3 years

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Spanked

Part Five: The Submissive

Pairing: Modern Tommy Shelby x Reader

Words: 4,445

Warning: Graphic, Rough Smut

Notes: Yes…I used some ideas from 50 Shades of Grey!

REPOSTED AS MY TUMBLR IS PLAYING UP AGAIN!!!!

@queenshelby (original blog)

It has been a few days since your last encounter with Thomas Shelby and today was another day you stayed late at the office, buying overseas investments and finalising some urgent deals.

At around 8 o’clock, your phone rang and it was Tommy’s extension number. Nervously, you picked up the phone and, without any explanation whatsoever, he asked you to see him.

When you arrived at his office door, he was typing away at his computer. You paused, unsure about what to say.

Sensing you there, he lifted his head and gave you the smallest of smiles.

‘Can you explain these numbers to me please. I am unsure whether I am interpretating them correctly’ he said, moving his office chair slightly to the left.

‘Yes, of course Mr Shelby’ you said nervously before you approached his desk. You stood at his side and leaned down to look at his screen. You began reading the excel spreadsheet he was looking at and your heart stopped.

He placed his warm hand on the inside of your right leg, just above your knee. Only partially above your dress line and his thumb began to gently stroke your thigh.

You were in shock. There was no way this could be happening. ‘Uhm’ your voice cracked. ‘What would you like me to clarify?’ you stammered.

‘Hmm…I can’t seem to remember now, Love’ Tommy then said, slowly moving his hand up until it was nearly an inch away from your crotch. You were certain he could feel the heat radiating from your pussy.

You straightened your back and looked down at him sitting in his chair.

Looking right into those icy blue eyes, you didn’t say a word. He didn’t either, as his hand reached high up enough that his thumb began very slowly and gently stroking back and forth over your mound. Your legs were trembling. His thumb stopped stroking, coming to rest on your clit.

‘Mr Shelby’ you finally gasped as you willed your legs to stop shaking.

‘Why so nervous, eh?’ he asked quietly in reference to your trembling legs while his smile was growing slightly.

‘Isn’t that exactly what you wanted, Love?’ he then asked, causing you to gasp.

‘What do you mean?’ you stammered, causing him to chuckle.

‘I’ve seen the next message Love’ he said, confirming your fears.

‘I am so sorry…I didn’t mean to…my friend sent this…It didn’t mean anything’ you barely managed to say as his hand left your thigh abruptly.

‘So, you don’t want me to fuck me?’ Tommy asked bluntly and you nervously shook your head.

‘No Mr Shelby’ you stammered nervously, causing him to cock an eyebrow.

‘No?’ he then asked surprised, which is when you corrected yourself.

‘I mean…yes…I do but I know that it isn’t appropriate so…’ you then stammered out again and, just as you did, Tommy placed both hands on your waist and ran them down the length of your dress.

‘Fuck appropriate, Love. You are laundering money for me, I don’t think appropriateness is really your concern now, is it?’ Tommy asked as he pulled you closer, hands still squeezing your legs below your ass.

‘No’ you barely managed to say. Not used to him, or any man, acting so brazenly, your heart was beating fast. You placed your hands on his shoulders. His hands slipped under your dress and squeezed your cheeks, causing you to gasp slightly.

‘So, tell me what you want, eh? I want to hear you say it’ he murmured, pulling you closer and continuing to squeeze your ass cheeks.

‘I want you to’ you said nervously, causing Tommy to smirk.

‘Tell me what you want Love? Spell it out for me’ Tommy then demanded and you tried again.

‘I want you to make love to me’ you said like a nervous little school girl, causing Tommy to laugh.

‘Sweetheart, I don’t make love. I fuck. There is a difference’ he said, causing you to blush.

‘I want you to fuck me then Mr Shelby’ you barely managed to say and, just as you did, you wrapped your arms around his neck and fell slightly on top of him as his hands ran over your body, pulling at your blazer.

‘Take this off’ he told your, his breathing noticeably heavier. He sat back and watched you as you stood up and pulled your blazer off, letting it drop to the floor.

You looked at the bulge that had grown between his legs, straining against his snug dress pants.

Tommy saw your staring and smirked. He placed his hands on the bulge and rubbed it.

‘You don’t have much experience Love, do you?’ he observed and, again, you nervously shook your head.

‘We will change that’ Tommy then said as he suddenly reached out and placed a hand over your warm mound under your dress. ‘Won’t we, Love?’ he asked with a husky voice and you nodded again shyly.

‘Answer me Love’ he then demanded and you did so nervously.

‘Yes Mr Shelby’ you stammered as you could feel your pussy throbbing against the palm of his hand.

‘Good. Now tell me Love, what did you do in the lavatory for an entire 15 minutes after you left my office the last time, eh?’ Tommy asked as his hand continued to tease you.

‘I took care of myself Mr Shelby’ you stammered nervously and with great embarrassment.

‘Take care of you, eh? Were you wet when you left my office?’ he then asked, massaging your mound with his fingers.

‘Yes Mr Shelby’ you stammered, unable to string together a functioning sentence as his finger rubbed your ever so slightly.

‘Well, we can’t have distracted staff letting their desires run wild and impact their work, now can we?’ Tommy asked, frowning slightly as his finger continued to rub you.

‘No…I won’t do it again Mr Shelby…I promise’ you stammered.

‘No, you won’t Love. The next time you are wet and horny, I want you to come to my office and tell me, eh?’ Tommy said as his finger stopped rubbing but his palm gripped your pussy mound stronger.

‘Yes Mr Shelby’ you then said before you squirmed, your hands grabbing at the sides of your dress, bunching it on either side.

‘Good’ Tommy said as he stood up and slid his hand from your pussy up to the back of your neck.

Pulling you in by the back of your neck, he pressed your face against his and kissed you, hard. You kissed back, wrapping your arms around his neck and standing up on your toes. His fingers tangled in your hair.

As your tongues danced together in your passionate embrace, Tommy’s hands slid down to grope your firm breasts. He squeezed them which caused you to coo against his mouth.

Pulling his face away, he looked down at you. You licked your lips, tasting him, looking up at his intimidating blue eyes. They still had the effect of stirring a slight fear within you, but you didn’t look away this time.

He pushed you back, pressing your back against the wall. Placing his hand around your throat, he gently held you in place against the wall by your neck. Your arms at your side, you didn’t break your begging gaze.

‘You clearly need help gaining control over yourself, don’t you Love?’ he asked with his hand around your throat tightening ever so slightly.

‘Yes Mr Shelby’ you gasped, wrapping one of your hands around his strong wrist holding your in place…’I need…’ you then said but he cut you off.

‘No Love, I’ll be the one telling you what you need’ he snapped suddenly, reinstalling the intimidation in you that you always felt around him. You quieted and gave him a meek smile, nodding as much as you could with his grip on your throat.

He leaned in and kissed the side of your face and neck, tightening his grip all the while.

‘Your safe word is ‘red’…remember it’ Tommy instructed and you weren’t quite sure what he meant by that but you were soon to find out.

‘You say that word and we stop. Do you understand?’ he then said, causing you to nod,

‘Hmm’ you murmured, enjoying his dominance over you.

His grip tightened so hard you could feel your air cut off.

‘Use your words’ he growled against you.

‘Yes’ you managed to squeak out.

‘Yes what?’ he asked.

‘Yes Mr Shelby’ you gasped.

‘Good’ he responded, loosening his hand. Your heart fluttered at the praise and you smiled drunkenly up at him.

‘You’re going to be a good girl and do what you’re told?’ Tommy asked your sternly.

‘Yes Mr Shelby’ you responded enthusiastically, revelling in your new role.

‘Even if you might not necessarily like what I have in mind?’ he then asked and the question threw you off.

‘Yes Mr Shelby’ you responded anyway.

‘Good. The more you behave and do what you’re told, the easier it’ll be for everyone’ he said before he stepped back and resumed his seated position in his chair.

‘Now Love, show me my new property’ you winked arrogantly and you were left completely speechless by his demand. The way he spoke to you was derogatory but, for some reason, you enjoyed it. You enjoyed it a lot.

You stripped slowly - it didn’t take long. The dress slipped off easily, dropping to a pile around your feet on the floor. You stood there, naked except for your grey satin thong and matching push up bra. Your dress modestly covered your medium breasts, and bared now they stood up proudly, pressed together courtesy of your bra.

‘That’s enough for now, eh’ Tommy said as you stood there in front of him, wearing nothing but your lingerie.

‘Now get on your knees Love’ he then demanded and, without arguing, you slowly dropped to your knees, kneeling in front of him. You looked up at him, searching for approval, but a nod was all you received.

Emboldened, you reached out and grabbed his belt buckle, pulling it apart.

‘Not wasting any time, eh?’ Tommy chuckled above you. You grinned up at him as you eagerly unbuttoned his pants. You slowed down at this point, wanting to savor the moment. He pulled his dress shirt out of his pants as they became undone and you pulled down his zipper. You grabbed the sides of his pants and pulled, urging him to pull himself up and let his pants slide down.

His dress pants now around his knees, you sat back and admired the bulge his penis created against his dark blue boxer briefs. There was a small amount of wetness that was undoubtedly precum.

‘You have no idea how long I’ve been aching to do this Mr Shelby’ you said seductively.

‘How long?’ he asked, suddenly grabbing the back of your head and pushing your face against his package.

‘How long, eh?’ he repeated as you didn’t answer and he pressed your face into his penis, still covered by his underwear. You could feel the hardness pressing into your nose and eye, could smell slight hints of shampoo and cologne mixed in with his natural scent.

‘Since you first started here, or since the day you poured hot coffee over me, eh?’ he smirked, all while rubbing your face against his hardening cock.

‘Since I started working here, I’ve wanted you in me so bad’ you stammered, but gaining some confidence.

‘Well Love, who knew that a woman as intelligent as you would eventually become my plaything’ he observed as he let you go. You pulled your head off and slipped your fingers into the rim of his briefs, excited.

His cock popped out over the top of his briefs. you continued pulling his underwear down over his balls, admiring the semi hard cock before you. His underwear now joined his pants around his knees and you opened your mouth, nearly panting.

You grasped his cock near the base and placed your other hand on his knee. You began slowly jerking him off in a corkscrew fashion and placed your mouth around his cockhead, gently closing your lips around it but not yet applying much suction. You flattened your tongue and began stroking it against the bottom part of his head, eliciting a happy sigh from him. Building up saliva in your mouth, you slipped more of his cock into your mouth, letting your spit cover the shaft.

You began sucking his cock dutifully, enjoying the task and hoping that he wouldn’t notice that this was your first-time giving head.

You cupped his balls with one hand, massaging them gently while your other hand jerked him off in that corkscrew motion. Your lips created a suction grip on his cock, and you made sure to keep your tongue flat against his shaft, sticking it out a bit and swirling it around his head whenever you got to the top. You would periodically stop at the top to tease the head, applying suction around the rim and running your tongue back and forth on the bottom side of the head.

‘Fuck Love, your warm little mouth feels so good around my cock’ Tommy groaned. His cock was fully hard now, and he was moaning from your work. Then, eventually, he stood up, placing a hand on the back of your head to keep you from moving off his cock. His pants and underwear fell to the floor and he stepped out of them, pulling off his shoes and socks as he did so.

‘Look at me Love’ he demanded, enjoying it when you made eye contact and you knew that he was clearly becoming more excited, and this made you work with gusto as you moaned in agreement on his cock, coating it in more saliva as you were determined to deepthroat it the way you had seen it in some porn movies before.

Tommy obviously had the same idea as he began pumping his hips, his hands gripping your head harder. You moved your hand away from his cock, thinking you knew what came next. You relaxed your mouth and placed your hands on your thighs, then - on second thought, placing your arms behind your back. Tommy took note of this and told your what a good obedient girl you were as you didn’t even have to be told to keep your hands off of him.

Holding your head in place, Tommy started fucking your mouth earnestly. Ramming against the back of your throat with each thrust, you began gagging and coughing, coating his cock in even more spit. He ordered you to stick your tongue out, which you did. He rammed harder against the back of your throat, as though he planned on barging right in. Your eyes were starting to run, and you could feel him messing up your hair.

His hard thrusts into your mouth were becoming more insistent, his grip on your head stronger. You were trying your best to keep your composure and not gag too much, but were struggling. At the end of one hard thrust, he stopped and held his cock there.

‘You’re going to get it down there’ Tommy told you, encouraging but firm.

You closed your eyes and tried to focus on relaxing your throat and breathing through your nose.

‘Keep your eyes open. I like seeing those pretty eyes tearing up every time you choke on my cock’ he demanded and you opened them up and made brief eye contact before the momentary distraction helped slide his cock all the way in, and you had your lips around the base. Hands pushing against the back of your head, he pushed his hips up even more, forcing your right up against his stomach and pubes.

Balls pressed against your chin and unable to see anything, you took a moment to think about the fact that your boss, Thomas Shelby, was fucking your face. You were naked, on your knees in front of Thomas Shelby! A few hours ago, you were strictly business, had hardly ever made casual conversation or small talk, and now he was using your mouth like a fucktoy.

As much as the thought turned you on, you were running out of air. Desperately, you squeezed his knee, thinking he didn’t specify what the safe word would be if your mouth and throat were preoccupied like they were now. He held you down for a beat longer before letting your head go. You pulled back hard and rested back on your hands, breathing in hard and sucking in air. You looked an absolute mess. Tommy was stroking his cock, looking down at you. He had taken his shirt off and was fully naked.

‘That was just the start. We’ll be working on that quite a bit more Love. You have much to learn. For now, let’s give you a short break, eh?’ Tommy said and, with that, he pulled your up and turned to sweep off his entire desk.

Piles of papers littered the floor. He turned to you and started pulling you over, but not before he snapped your bra off.

‘I haven’t had a chance to play with these yet, and I plan on remedying that’ Tommy said as your breasts sprung free as he tossed your bra to the floor. He couldn’t help but grasp both breasts in his hands, squeezing them and flicking at the nipples, which were hardening in the cool air and your increasing arousal.

‘They are perfect, actually, just big enough to be tied up’ he commented, squeezing your breasts together and groping them. Then, suddenly, he squeezed your left nipple hard while he kneaded your right tit in his hand.

‘And absolutely perfect for nipple clamps’ he then observed. ‘I might even make you wear them in the office, what do you think?’ he asked teasingly, causing you to stammer out another ‘Yes Mr Shelby’.

Your nipples were incredibly sensitive, and you loved having them played with. This was making you moan and grind back against him and his hardon which was pressing against your ass. Your pussy was absolutely dripping.

‘But, that’s for another day, eh?’ Tommy winked as, with one more squeeze of your breasts, he released them and flipped you around.

You just barely caught yourself on the table as he shoved you over it, bending you over the side.

You felt the cold air on your pussy as he yanked your thong down. You were positively soaked. Tommy stepped back and took in the view of your wet pussy.

‘This really is a dream come true for you, isn’t it? Your cunt is practically dripping, and all I’ve done so far is fuck your face’ Tommy observed with delight.

Pressing the side of your face against the table and peeking back at him, you arched your back a little, spreading yourself open for him even more.

Then, suddenly, you could feel a stinging smack on your ass. This first smack rang out suddenly and caught your off guard. You yelped, just in time for the second smack to land in your ass. Tommy’s hand came around your throat and chin, shoving several fingers into your mouth.

‘Keep it down Love, Lizzie is still in the office’ he hissed in your ear, smacking your ass again, hard. The sound filled the air. Your ass stung. You moaned quietly, sucking on his fingers.

‘I could hardly work some days, thinking about how your cunt would feel around my hard cock’ Tommy then said as he smacked you again.

The last smack turned into two fingers rubbing their way up and down your slit, causing you to moan harder.

His fingers slipped into your pussy easily, and he began roughly finger fucking you. He wasn’t fingering you in a way to get your off, he was simply roughing up your vagina. Because he could. It hurt, but the pain turned you on further. He pulled his wet fingers out and shoved them into your mouth, making your suck your own juices off, which you did with gusto.

He moved in behind you, and you prepared to have his cock shoved deep inside you. Or hoped you would. You’d dreamt about this so often, it was surreal it was actually about to happen.

As Tommy stood behind you, he reached for one of the draws in order to retrieve a condom. He opened the wrapper with his teeth before rolling it onto his hard shaft and lining himself up with your entrance.

One arm reaching to grip your throat tightly, the other hand rubbed his cock up and down your slit, spreading your wetness around. He teased his cock around your opening and you pushed back, urging him into you.

‘Eager Love, are we?’ he taunted. ‘You’re desperate for something in your dirty little pussy, aren’t you?’ he then asked, causing you to gasp.

You looked back at him with pleading eyes as you gyrated your exposed ass and pussy against him. ‘Please…’ you begged quietly.

‘Please what?’ Tommy asked, shoving his two fingers into your pussy again.

‘Please fuck me! That’s what my cunt is for, to be used by you’ you begged louder.

‘Such dirty words coming from your sweet little mouth, eh’ Tommy chuckled as, finally, his cock invaded your pussy swiftly. You were drenched, so it was slick, but his penis still stuffed you and you felt yourself stretching open as he forced himself in hard.

‘So fucking wet for me too…don’t you dare fucking cum until I give you permission’ he then said. You moaned in response, trying hard to keep from crying out loudly. His hand gripped your throat tightly, cutting off your moan.

‘So nice and tight, just fucking perfect’ Tommy groaned as he began railing you, slamming you into the table repeatedly. Your breasts were pressed up against the table. Each time he pulled back, he seemed to drag you with him slightly, and then slammed your hips back into the table. You lost yourself in that moment, becoming dizzy from his vice grip on your throat. He was relentless in his pounding of your pussy. His breathing was getting ragged as he grabbed a fistful of your wild hair, wrapping it around his hand and wrist several times, winding it up to get a good grip.

He pulled you back by your hair, lifting your upper body and breasts off the table, which were now propping you up. Taking the other hand from your throat, he grabbed one breast and squeezed. He was now yanking your head back and squeezing/groping your breast, rolling the nipple around and pinching it roughly.

His grip on your hair gave him the leverage he needed to really start pounding you. All the sensations were over the top, and you couldn’t contain yourself. He didn’t bother telling you to be quiet as he, himself, was losing himself.

He groaned your name repeatedly and he told you that he would be using each of your holes the way he pleased. He called you his property to use and he told you that he expected you to swallow his load when he was ready to cum.

You moaned in response, throwing out the occasional ‘Yes Mr Shelby’ in response. You were so close to cumming but, every time you asked for permission, he denied your request until finally…

‘Such a good girl, taking me so well, eh? Now cum around my cock Love’ Tommy instructed and this was all you needed to hear.

You let go and immediately found your release. Your legs began to quiver and shake as you cried out loudly. Your orgasm washed over you hard and fast and, with that, you did something you had never done before. You squirted all over Tommy’s office floor.

The contractions of your walls and the fact that you just squirted, sent Tommy close to the finish line as well and, after he gave your several more hard pounding thrusts, he pulled out of your pussy roughly and yanked you back by your hair.

Without giving you any time to relax, he threw you down onto the ground and pulled the condom off, throwing it onto the floor besides you.

‘Open up Love’ Tommy instructed and you complied with his request and opened your mouth while you watched him stroke his cock hard and fast.

‘I expect you to swallow all of it’ he then instructed and, just as he did, he groaned loudly and shoved his cock deep into your mouth.

His thick salty cum filled your mouth quickly and his legs shook as he continued filling your mouth with his jizz, rope after rope.

You loved the feeling of his cum filling your mouth, loved being his outlet.

Finally, his last few spurts shot out as his moaning subsided and he groaned one last time. Hunched forward and breathing heavy, he slowly pulled his cock out of your mouth.

‘Open your mouth up and show me that load’ Tommy then demanded and you obeyed, opening your mouth wide to show him the large load that threatened to gag you.

‘Good Girl. Now swallow’ he said and you dutifully closed your mouth and gulped it down, having to swallow a few times to get the thick load down.

‘You didn’t get it all Love’ he then observed as he spread around the bit of cum that had landed on your chin with his fingers and bringing it to your mouth as well.

‘Open’ he then instructed again and, of course, you complied and licked his finger clean.

‘Good Girl’ he then finally praised you before helping you up from the floor.

‘Thank you’ you whispered to him with a smile. You were a mess. You loved it. He did too.

***

After your encounter Tommy handed you wet face washer he kept underneath the sink in the lavatory besides his office before getting dressed.

‘I would like you to consider this Y/N’ Tommy then said, lightening himself a cigarette while handing you a large black envelope and a glass of whiskey.

‘What is this?’ you asked curiously, opening the envelope as you did.

‘I would like to take this further and these are my terms for your consideration’ he then said as you took a look at the contents of the envelope.

‘Contract between the dominant and the submissive and a list of requirements for me to fulfil, how romantic’ you giggled.

‘Love, I don’t do romance. What you saw tonight is nothing. That’s me being fucking gentle’ he then said before telling you to take as much time as you need to consider his proposal.

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misscarolineshelby · 3 years

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Spanked

Part Five: The Submissive

Pairing: Modern Tommy Shelby x Reader

Words: 4,445

Warning: Graphic, Rough Smut

Notes: Yes…I used some ideas from 50 Shades of Grey!

It has been a few days since your last encounter with Thomas Shelby and today was another day you stayed late at the office, buying overseas investments and finalising some urgent deals.

At around 8 o’clock, your phone rang and it was Tommy’s extension number. Nervously, you picked up the phone and, without any explanation whatsoever, he asked you to see him.

When you arrived at his office door, he was typing away at his computer. You paused, unsure about what to say.

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My Friend’s Father (Part One of Three)

Pairing: Cillian Murphy x Reader

Warning: Smut

Words: 2,528

Notes: Alright, no judgment. This was a dream of mine and I felt like I had to write it down. Everyone in this Fic is over the age of 18 and this Fic is in no way based on Cillian’s real family life. It’s pure filth.

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You inhaled the calming aroma of your tea as you looked out into the familiar back yard while your friend Denise puttered around in the kitchen as she made you a snack.

Her mother, Laura, had recently moved out of the house and you came to visit her for the first time since, wanting to give her and her parents some time to adjust before intruding.

Denise was the same age as you and had recently started her university degree at Trinity College. You, on the other hand, attended a different university in Galway which is where you had moved to six months ago with your parents.

For a long time, you and your parents lived across the road from Denise and her parents. You both attended high school together and had become best friends.

Now, your old house was occupied by a new family with their two adorable little children and, whilst they seemed nice, Denise felt somewhat lonely not having a friend live nearby.

Denise had a brother named Liam who was 23 and still lived at home as well. He was only two years older than you and Denise and had always liked you quite a lot.

You, on the other hand, were never really interested in him and when, one night, he kissed you, you stayed away from Denise’s house for a few weeks to avoid the awkwardness.

‘He’s been working out’ you observed as you watched Liam mow the lawns outside. The buzz of the lawn mower got louder as he finished the front and methodically mowed his way around back.

‘Yes, he has been ever since he knew that you would be staying with us for the long weekend’ Denise laughed but you couldn’t help but roll your eyes.

‘Honestly, I would still prefer watching your dad mowing the lawns Denise, especially if he was shirtless and all sweaty’ you teased, knowing that your comment would get under her skin just as much as her comment about her brother got under yours.

‘Oh god, you are disgusting’ Denise said while her face evidentially turned green.

‘What? Your dad is hot’ you said before asking her where he was.

‘In Manchester, filming the last season of Peaky Blinders. He will be back tonight, unfortunately’ Denise said, enjoying to have the house for herself instead.

‘Oh, so he’s got the haircut?’ you asked somewhat excited, causing your friend to roll her eyes.

‘Yes, the infamous haircut’ she chuckled before you told her again that you thought that her father was quite attractive.

‘I know you have been saying that for years. Yet, it’s still weird and grosses me out’ Denise sighed before reminding you that you have boyfriend who would not appreciate you talking about other men like this.

‘We broke up two weeks ago. He was getting a little too possessive’ you explained before you described your two-month relationship to your friend.

‘Well, sounds like you dodged a bullet there’ Denise said, repeating the age-old break-up response and you nodded, thankful that your friend was there to cheer you up, but still feeling wounded by the whole ordeal.

‘Let’s not hit on my dad though, alright?’ she then laughed and you nodded again in agreement before Denise showed you the guestroom in which you would be staying.

***

At around 9 o’clock the front door of the house opened and you watched Denise and Liam get up to greet their father who had just arrived back home after having been away for three weeks’ straight.

‘I am glad to see that you haven’t trashed the house’ he chuckled and you quickly poked your head into the corridor to say hello.

‘Hey Mr Murphy’ you said with a wide smile when you saw him. He looked incredible, as usual.

‘Jesus, Y/N can you please start calling me Cillian’ he reminded you before greeting you and asking you how you liked Galway. You had known him for a while and he had told you on many occasions that the term ‘Mr Murphy’ made him feel rather old.

After some small talk, you and Denise returned to the living room to give him some time to tune down after having been away.

The two of you curled up on the couch in the living room with popcorn and a cheesy movie, just like old times and, at around 11 o’clock, you both decided that it was time for bed.

After getting changed into your somewhat revealing satin pyjamas, you tippy toed across the hallway into the main bathroom in order to brush your teeth when, suddenly, the bathroom door opened and Cillian stood in front of you with nothing but a white towel wrapped around him.

‘Uhm, I am sorry Mr Murphy…uhm Cillian’ you said with embarrassment, realising that you had almost barged into him but he didn’t seem bothered at all.

‘Don’t worry Y/N, it’s alright. Have a good night’ he said, getting out of the way and you stumbled into the bathroom.

Without closing the door, you starred at him walking down the hallway. How on earth could a man his age look so incredibly good you wondered as your eyes took in his toned body.

When he eventually disappeared into his bedroom and you closed the bathroom door behind you, all you could smell was the scent of the soap he had used mixed with a hint of his aftershave.

You know you shouldn’t think about your friend’s father this way, but you also couldn’t help yourself. After all, you knew that you were one of many women who were attracted to him.

***

When you finally went to bed, you felt a familiar tingle between your legs as you thought about Cillian in the shower. The image didn’t leave your mind and you wondered what he would look like without the towel wrapped around him.

With this attractive man on your mind, you slowly slid your fingers down into your panties and began to relieve yourself of the tension that had built up there.

You knew that the master bedroom was right next to yours and the thought of this turned you on even more. You knew he would be lying there, on his bed, possibly half naked.

Both windows were open and he did, indeed, lie there, on his bed, reading a book which is when he heard it, your soft moans and whimpers.

He couldn’t help but swallow harshly, knowing what you were doing right there with only a thin wall between you.

But the thought that he may be able to hear you didn’t stop you as you rubbed little circles around your tingling clit a bit faster until, finally, with one loud moan, you climaxed.

Just as you did, Cillian’s manhood stirred but he wasn’t willing to give in. He had too much self-control and his mind tried hard to focus on the book in his hands rather than the sounds you were making. You were his daughter’s friend and, whilst you were almost 22, this was highly inappropriate.

****

The next morning Cillian jolted awake when the alarm clock on his phone went off and he realised that he had forgotten to turn off the alarm when he returned home after being away filming.

It was only 7 o’clock but, since he was awake now, he climbed out of bed anyway and shuffled his way to his bedroom door. He made his way to the bathroom and shut the door behind him. He turned on the light and the shower water in one long movement.

After he got out of the shower and back into his shorts and a t-shirt, he wobbled out of the steamy bathroom into the kitchen where he smelled something burn.

Then, all of a sudden, he froze as he watched you standing there, flipping a pancake with precision on the stove without the use of utensils. You were unaware of his presence and he could even hear the song you were listening to on your phone.

You moved to the beat and Cillian was awestruck. After what he heard you do last night in the guestroom, his jaw dropped a few centimetres every time you rocked with the backbeat of the song.

You were wearing the same night shorts and spaghetti strap shirt you wore the night before but in the light of the sun you noticed your shorts were somewhat see through and your shirt was silk that didn't cover your breasts completely.

Eventually, you noticed something out of the corner of your eye. A statue you hadn't noticed before? No, it was Cillian standing in the dining room, his mouth hanging slightly and his eyes glued to the scene before him. You paused and began to turn to the frozen figure that was still in your peripheral vision.

You yanked on the string connected to your ears expertly and one of your earphones popped out of place. Then you smiled at the shock on Cillian’s face but didn't stop moving to the song playing in your head. Cillian forced his mouth closed when he made eye contact.

‘Good morning Cillian’ you said softly. He gulped and nodded quickly before moving to where the coffee machine was standing and turning it on.

‘Good morning’ he then replied before offering you a coffee which you gladly accepted, causing Cillian to move over to the stove to reach for two cups.

You didn't move to make it easier for him to reach above the stove to the cups. Instead, you made him stretch his body over you.

You watched him as he did and you saw him trying not to look at you. He failed miserably.

‘Do you want pancakes?’ you then asked with a warm smile and Cillian nodded.

‘That would be amazing, thanks’ he stammered as he was preparing the coffees.

‘Do you like blueberries?’ you then asked, still swaying to the music on your phone and Cillian nodded again but didn't realise that you were pouring pancake mix in the pan and couldn't see his response. After a moment you looked over to him.

‘Do you like blueberries?’ you asked again quietly and Cillian smiled and nodded again.

‘Yeah, I like ...’ he cleared his throat before adding the word ‘blueberries’.

He rolled his eyes at his response when you turned back around but you simply smiled and walked him over a stack of blueberry pancakes and a bottle of maple syrup.

‘There you go’ you said as you put the plate in front of him and felt his eyes follow you when you turned around and back to the stove.

A few minutes later you dumped one last pancake on a third plate and put the plate in the microwave. You took your plate and cup of coffee and went to sit by Cillian where his food was barely touched.

‘Not hungry?’ you asked as you began to eat.

‘It’s early’ he responded, still trying hard not to stare at your cleavage.

Eventually though, you both ate in silence, a silence you loved and Cillian hated.

He couldn't think of a single joke the entire time you both sat there and you just smirked every time he grunted instead of speaking.

Soon you could hear Denise walk through the living room and this was Cillian hurried up and ate the last bit of his pancakes before excusing himself.

***

‘Wow, you actually got him to eat in the morning. That’s something’ Denise joked as she walked into the kitchen and saw that her father had eaten some of the pancakes you had prepared.

‘Where did he go?’ you then asked, knowing that he had excused himself without any further explanation.

‘Down to the basement, listening to some music I would say’ Denise said as she dug into the pancakes, enjoying them quite a lot.

‘Talking of music, do you have an iPhone charger? My phone is almost out of charge’ you asked, looking at the battery on your phone.

‘No, I’ve got a Samsung. Dad has iPhone though. Go downstairs and ask him’ Denise then suggested and you nodded before making your way down towards the basement.

***

You walked down to the basement and knocked before opening the door slowly as you didn’t hear Cillian answer you.

You didn’t want to intrude on his privacy but, to your surprise, when you did open the door, you saw more than you had bargained for.

Cillian was sitting in front of his computer and it was quite obvious to you what he was watching.

You could see most of the screen from the angle at which you were standing as well as his hardening cock in his hand. He reached over and squirted some lotion onto his palm, lubricating his whole shaft before beginning to stroke with soft squelching sounds.

You wondered whether you should say something or whether you should just turn around and leave. But, you did neither and, instead, you watched as you were getting more and more turned on.

He fast forwarded and jumped around through different videos, his thick cock towering over his fist at the bottom of every stroke. You could feel that you were getting wet, but starting to cramp a little in your unchanged position after so long. There was something deliciously naughty about watching him in secret.

After ten minutes Cillian settled on a video of a young lady who had remarkably familiar features. Her hair was about the same length and colour as yours and her skin tone and build were strikingly similar.

You started breathing more heavily and pressed your legs together to deal with the tingling sensation in your core. You enjoyed watching the porn actress's performance while Cillian’s heavy, throbbing shaft disappeared under his fist faster and faster. His cock was beautiful and you wanted to walk into the room so badly and replace his hand with yours.

Eventually, you could see Cillian’s abs begin to twitch and tighten as he got closer to his high as he continued to stroke his shaft.

‘Fuck’ he groaned as he started to cum, pumping jet after jet of stickiness back towards his chest, causing you to gulp.

But you knew what you had to do. You couldn’t walk in now, it would be too awkward.

Just after you watched Cillian clean himself up, you quickly tippy toed back upstairs which is where Denise was waiting for you.

‘Did you get dad’s charger?’ she asked but you simply shook your head.

‘Uhm, he didn’t have one…left it in Manchester I think’ you said with flushed cheeks.

‘Are you okay Y/N? You look a bit hot?’

‘Uhm…yes…fine…thanks’ you stammered out before telling Denise that you would go and have a shower.

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misscarolineshelby · 3 years

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A New Life

Part Nine: First Night Away

Pairing: Cillian Murphy x Reader

Words: 3,605

Warning: Angst, Smut

Original Blogger: @queenshelby

The long weekend trip to Kerry was fast approaching and you hired a car to drive there with Max with the view to visit your cousin on the way.

You were the first one to arrive at Cillian’s holiday house on Thursday afternoon and were thankful for the GPS and the fact that Max slept the whole way through.

The house was not far from many beautiful walking tracks and was even somewhat secluded. It was a large house, but somewhat dated and it was obvious to you that Cillian liked to keep the old charm of the house rather than turn into something modern.

‘Are these your sheep?’ you said as you stepped out of the car and Cillian greeted you after having heard your car pull up.

‘No, they belong to the neighbours’ Cillian said and you looked around somewhat confused. There was no other house nearby.

‘Neighbours?’ you chuckled and Cillian nodded.

‘Yes, they live a kilometre up this way’ he said, pointing north, before asking you to come inside.

The house was beautiful and featured a new but rustic kitchen and three bathrooms. The living room contained a large stone fire place and there were five bedrooms.

‘I am sorry that you have to bunk with Laura’ Cillian said as he carried your bag to one of the rooms after having shown Max where he will be sleeping with his two cousins and a friend’s young son named Connor.

‘Well, I thought that you would be sharing a room with her after the rumours I have heard’ you winked and Cillian couldn’t help but laugh.

‘Rumours, eh? What have you heard?’ he then asked and, whilst you knew that you should have kept this to yourself, you couldn’t.

This was all you had been thinking about for the past two days and you were seriously bothered by the fact that Cillian and Laura had shared an intimate moment together.

‘I’ve heard that you and Laura shared a kiss’ you said, pretending not to be bothered by it.

‘If, by sharing a kiss, you mean that she forced herself on me when she had too much to drink then yes, the rumours are true’ Cillian laughed rather amused.

‘That’s not how I heard it. Apparently, you guys had a moment’ you said surprised but Cillian shook his head.

‘The kiss wasn’t mutual Y/N. She was drunk and I am actually quite surprised that she remembered it at all. I had to take her back to her hotel room and help her lie down. That’s how wasted she was’ Cillian said somewhat amused and you couldn’t help but start laughing as well.

‘Well, I think she might actually like you Cillian. It was more than a stupid drunk moment for her’ you explained somewhat concerned but Cillian still didn’t take you serious.

‘I am not interested in her Y/N’ Cillian then confirmed.

‘I don’t care if you are’ you then said with blushing cheeks which is when you heard Cian’s car pull up as well.

***

The afternoon went fast and, while Cillian, Cian and their mutual friend Liam prepared dinner, Laura, Evelyn and you played a boardgame with the children in front of the fire place.

After dinner and after all of the children went to bed, you opened two bottles of wine and enjoyed some time just between adults, talking and joking together before your big day tomorrow.

Laura tried her best to get closer to Cillian throughout the evening, sitting next to him whenever she could and teaming up with him during a game of trivia.

You tried not to let this bother you while Cillian behaved just as he would normally without letting her get too close after what you had told him.

But Laura didn’t give up and would, occasionally, brush her hand over Cillian’s arms or otherwise try to make physical contact with him.

You couldn’t help but cringe every time you noticed it and Cillian had become almost oblivious to her actions as the night went on and she had a few glasses of wine to drink yet again.

Eventually, Evelyn and Laura decided that they drank enough. They both wanted to be ready for the hike tomorrow and decided to go to bed at around 10 o’clock that evening, leaving you to sit in front of the fire place with Cian, Liam and Cillian.

‘I might just quickly change into my pyjamas so that I don’t wake you when I come in’ you suggested to Laura who, surprisingly, you had been getting on with perfectly fine that day.

‘Sure, thanks’ Laura said as you followed her into the bedroom. You knew that, sharing a bad with her would be awkward, but you knew that space was limited.

***

‘Where did everyone go?’ you asked surprised when you returned to the living room after you got changed and saw that only Cillian was left sitting there with his glass of wine.

‘To bed’ he chuckled before topping up your glass and handing it to you. It was obvious that he wasn’t tired yet.

‘Wow, alright…old farts’ you joked while, the truth was, that you didn’t really mind at all. You enjoyed spending time with Cillian on your own and you quickly got talking again, about literature, art and theatre which were all the things you couldn’t talk about when Cian or the others were around.

Then, eventually, the topic of past relationships came up again and you talked about that for at least twenty minutes until you decided that it was enough. It had become too depressing and Cillian wanted to put an end to the conversation.

‘You know, just fuck him Y/N. I think you just have to enjoy life without thinking too much about it and ignore the people who want to interfere with it’ Cillian said after you told him about the latest stunt your ex-boyfriend had pulled back home, alleging that you had cheated on him which was far from the truth.

‘I love your no fucks given attitude; you know that?’ you then smiled. Of course, you knew that he was right about it. You couldn’t let this sort of behaviour bother you. But somehow, it did. It annoyed you and made you angry.

‘This kind of attitude comes with age’ Cillian grinned before looking up at the sky featuring a cloud-free star-scape overhead through one of the large skylight windows in the living room.

‘It’s beautiful, isn’t it?’ you said, looking up as well, and Cillian agreed with your observations.

‘You know, I really enjoyed the night we shared with each other last week’ you then said to break the silence in the room, causing Cillian to look at you with his piercing blue eyes.

‘Me too’ he responded, smiling and waiting for you to say something else. It was almost like he was lost for words.

‘I was thinking that…perhaps…we should do this again some time’ you then said, unable to take your eyes of him.

‘Y/N, I think that would be a bad idea. As I said earlier, I don’t want to be in a relationship right now’ he explained and you told him again that you didn’t want to be in a relationship either.

‘I am going back home in six weeks Cillian. It would just be sex, occasionally, now and then, whenever we feel like it. No strings attached’ you explained, causing him to cock an eyebrow and sigh.

‘Well, you just said to me before that, sometimes, you just have to enjoy life without thinking too much about it’ you reminded him with a wicked smile, causing Cillian to laugh.

‘Whilst this was not what I had in mind when I told you to enjoy life, I think that I may be open to your proposal’ Cillian then smirked and, just as he did, you got up from your seat and stood in front of him, leaning down slightly and cupping his face.

‘Would you just?’ you teased, biting your lips seductively before pressing them onto Cillian’s lips who, without hesitation, gave into the kiss.

‘I would. In fact, sleeping with you again had been on my mind’ Cillian admitted after your lips drifted apart and, as soon as Cillian put his wine glass down, you crawled onto his lap which is where you could feel his erection poke eagerly against the fabric of his jeans.

‘Clearly you have. You are so hard for me already’ you breathed out teasingly in between sensual kisses all the while you were grinding yourself against him, allowing your own core to get some friction.

‘We can’t risk doing this out here Y/N’ Cillian said eventually as he felt himself getting even more aroused than he already was. You talking dirty to him was the icing on the cake and there was no turning back now.

‘Let’s take it to your bedroom then’ you suggested while getting off Cillian’s lap and straightening up your clothes but, to your surprise, Cillian shook his head.

‘I think we should wait until we get back to Dublin’ Cillian said, causing you to pout.

‘Why?’ you asked, running your hand over his crotch seductively, teasing his hard cock through the fabric of his jeans.

‘Because your brother could hear us and I am very keen to live another day’ Cillian chuckled, but you wouldn’t let down.

‘I need you to fuck me tonight, Cillian. I am serious. I am all horny now. Feel that’ you demanded while taking hold of his hand and pushing it beneath your cotton pyjama pants and inside your panties.

‘Jesus Y/N. You are soaking’ Cillian said in a low groan while pushing his finger inside you slightly.

‘That’s just what you do to me Cillian. Now take me to your bedroom and fuck me’ you demanded while grinding yourself against his hand.

‘Alright, but you need to be a good girl for me and stay quiet. Can you do that?’ Cillian then asked before taking your hand and, of course, you nodded eagerly.

***

Within minutes, you found yourself in Cillian’s bed with his bedroom door locked from the inside.

You were both almost completely naked, facing each other and sharing playful kisses.

As you were kissing, you pressed your hand against Cillian’s chest, then running your fingers over his back and then back down over his stomach until your fingertips were just tracing under the waistband of his Calvin Klein briefs.

‘You know how often I’ve been thinking about you over the past week?’ Cillian then asked as he took you by surprise, suddenly kissing you back hard, leaning into you, and thrusting the hardness of his erection between your thighs, which opened in an instinctive response.

‘Me too. In fact, I’ve been fantasising about you fucking me while I am masturbating’ you moaned as your head went back and you groaned softly as he kissed up down your neck with an insistence that was completely irresistible. You threw your leg over his hips and pulled him into you.

You could hear Cillian’s breath becoming harder and more ragged now as you ran your hand down into his underwear to free his glorious, throbbing cock from its restrictions.

You pulled your hips back so you could run your hand up and down his thick shaft, and play with the drop of precum that was oozing from the head with the tip of your finger and, without even thinking, you brought the finger up to your lips so that you could taste him.

‘Jesus Y/N, that’s so fucking sexy’ Cillian groaned in approval.

He had one arm under your neck and the other cupping your ass under your panties, pulling you into him, before you felt him reach down the back of your thigh beneath the stretching elastic.

He then slid his fingers up the front of your eagerly parting legs, teasingly fingering your outer folds where you knew he could feel how your pussy was suddenly flooded with warmth and wetness.

‘So, fucking wet for me…I can’t wait to slide my cock inside you’ Cillian whispered as you tried to stifle your delighted moan as he breathed into your ear.

‘I need it so badly Cillian. I need your cock inside me’ you moaned in response and, with one motion, he pulled your panties down to your knees, where they were easy for you to wriggle out of. More clumsily, but no less hungrily, you pulled at the elastic and cotton that still covered the base of Cillian’s straining cock and his balls, until he took pity on you and pulled off his underwear.

For a moment, the feel of Cillian’s naked body pressed against yours took your breath away, and you could hear that he had the same reaction. His lips found yours in the middle of your intake of breath, kissing you passionately.

You gasped as he broke away and gave you another quick kiss on your neck while rolling you over onto your back. Cillian’s body was protective on top of you and his hips were pressing into yours while the head of his cock flirtatiously and teasingly brushed against your outer folds.

‘Please, I need you inside me’ you begged again as, breathlessly, you reached down and pulled him towards you, one hand pulling at his hips, the other desperately, thirstily trying to guide the head of his cock into the wetness of your screaming, impatient, painfully empty pussy.

Cillian resisted one more second while he covered your mouth with his and then, finally, after what seemed like eternity, plunged all the way into you.

‘Oh god yes’ you moaned loudly into Cillian’s mouth which was a completely involuntary response to the feeling of him thrusting so deeply and forcefully inside you.

But your moaning didn’t stop there. Instead, you continued to moan loudly as Cillian began to move inside you.

‘Shh’ he whispered past your lips after he pulled away from the kiss and he quickly covered your mouth with his hand instead.

You nodded in response as he started moving very slowly but deeply in and out of you, holding each stroke at its deepest point, filling you up entirely.

You smiled, and kissed the palm of his hand that was pressing across your lips to show him that you remembered that Cian and Evelyn were in the next room.

When Cillian saw that you got control of yourself, he moved his hand caressingly down your neck, to your breast, and down to play with your clit.

The other hand grabbed your leg up onto his shoulder, pulling you up onto his cock as he thrusted downward, over and over, establishing that perfect rhythm that was at once too rapid for your sensory overload, and too slow for your insatiable, hungry need for him.

As you looked up at Cillian you could see his eyes burning down into yours, turning you on even more.

Within no time, you clenched down on him hard with your muscles mid-stroke, your pussy pulling him back into you just as he was pulling out, and this time it was your turn to reach your fingers up to his lips to hastily and tenderly stifle the resounding groan that was nearly wrenched from him in response.

‘You feel so fucking wet and tight around my cock’ Cillian whispered before he leaned down to kiss you.

As you shared a passionate kiss, Cillian suddenly thrusted hard and unyieldingly into you once more, and again, and again, cutting off your moans with a gasp of overwhelming pleasure.

‘Oh god yes yes yes’ you moaned as quietly as you could as he continued this new pace unrelenting, driving into you with forceful, fierce, inexorable, remorseless, incredibly deep and increasingly intense, insistent thrusts.

When Cillian was sure that you were not going to cry out in spite of the mind-blowing pleasure, he slowly sat back upright. His hands were holding you down on his cock as he shifted positions, and then spreading both your legs wide so he could go even deeper.

Fucking you hard and deep, you watched from above as you arched your back and bit your lip in mute ecstasy, gazing back up at him as your hand strayed down to work your swollen, pulsing clit. The feeling was so incredible it took literally all your self-control to not scream as you rode closer and closer to orgasm on the grinding girth of Cillian’s cock.

‘I am so close Cillian’ you moaned quietly and, just when you thought you couldn’t take too much more, you saw Cillian’s jaw clench and heard him draw a deep breath.

‘So am I’ Cillian groaned just as you felt his body shudder and his cock swell inside you, which is when you let go.

Your head was thrown back and your eyes were tightly shut as you started to cum. Your lips were also pressed shut as you concentrated on not making a sound, feeling wave after wave of pleasure roll down your body and ring through your pussy, until you felt Cillian reach down, his fingers at the back of your neck and his thumb against your mouth, compelling your eyes to snap open and meet his as he surged into you, flooding you with his warm cum as quietly as he possibly could.

Coming in sync like this with him was surreal and, whilst you didn’t let yourself go completely to avoid being too loud, it was intense. Seeing the fire in each other’s eyes and feeling the passion build up between your bodies was all you needed.

‘I needed this so fucking bad’ you huffed out, relieved, when Cillian collapsed onto you and you wrapped your arms and legs around him, pulling him close and kissing his ear, his cheek, his forehead and then his lips as your bodies trembled and you both gasped for breath.

‘I am sorry for not being more experimental tonight but I don’t like the fact that your brother is right next door’ Cillian whispered as he stayed there on top of you for a minute, breathing hard into the hair just behind your ear and absently kissing your neck.

‘It was perfect Cillian’ you said rather satisfied by what you had achieved within 45 minutes while Cillian carefully pulled out of you, causing some of his cum to leak onto the sheets beneath you.

You both rolled to your sides, facing each other before you resolved into an uncontrollable flood of silent kisses and caresses. Cillian was still holding you close to him and you felt at ease and ready to fall asleep in his arms once again. But, you knew that you had to get up and get into your own bed instead so that you wouldn’t raise any suspicions.

‘I better go and sneak back to my room’ you eventually said but Cillian wasn’t quite ready to let you go despite the fact that it was already 2 o’clock in the morning and you were scheduled to get up for your hike at 7am.

‘Not yet, stay just a little longer’ Cillian said before kissing you again gently and you continued like this for another ten minutes before calling it a night.

After you said goodnight to each other, you tippy toed back into your room where Laura was sleeping deeply.

You climbed into the bed beside her, not sure whether you could fall asleep after what you had just been doing. You also felt a sense of shame, being there right next to her after having been with the man she desired. But this sense of shame you were feeling was quickly taken over by more lust for Cillian as, after you pulled the doona over your body, you could feel another gush of Cillian’s cum leak from your core and into your cotton panties. The thought of his cum being inside you made you all excited again. You wanted more, so much more. You knew that you were in for more wet dreams and regretted not having demanded a second round from Cillian before you left his room, knowing that he was very much capable of going again.

***

The following morning, when your alarm went off at 7 o’clock, you stumbled into the kitchen, yawning and with dark circles beneath your eyes.

Cillian was already sitting on the kitchen table in his pyjamas, drinking his coffee and trying to maintain a conversation with Cian who appeared rather lively. Cillian, on the other hand, did not. He was clearly still tired and even a little exhausted.

‘Good Morning, Sister’ Cian said, smiling and handing you a cup of coffee which you gladly accepted.

‘You obviously stayed up late. You look tired’ he then said while Cillian gave you an innocent wink when Cian looked the other way to grab some sugar for Evelyn’s coffee.

‘Yes, I had a few more glasses of wine by the fireplace’ you said, cheeks blushing as you watched Laura sit down next to Cillian and trying her luck again, flirting with him and trying to get his attention.

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Part Four: The Meeting

Pairing: Modern Tommy Shelby x Reader

Words: 1,945

Warning: Flirting

Original Blog: @queenshelby (this is just my backup account as I have been having Tumblr issues)

Over the following week, you put together the proposal for Tommy and when you told your friend and roommate that you had started to work directly for Thomas Shelby as part of a new project, she became intrigued. Of course, you didn’t tell her what your project was about and it’s not that your roommate cared about the particulars.

All she wanted to know was what he was like and, when you talked about him, she soon became to realise that you were just like every other woman after all.

You talked about his blue eyes and how they were filled with fire. You also talked about his intellect and the way he acted.

It was clear that you were attracted to him and, after a lot of nagging and some serious interrogation from your friend, you even admitted it to her.

‘He intimidates and intrigues me all at the same time’ you explained before telling her that there was something about him that turned you on in a way you had never felt before.

‘Perhaps you should show a bit more leg or cleavage around the office’ your roommate then smirked before suggesting to you that, before your next meeting with him, you should be buying yourself a nice dress and some nice lingerie, just in case you needed it.

‘Oh please, don’t be silly. Even if he was single, what would he even want with me?’ you said, believing that Thomas Shelby was way out of your league.

‘You are smart, attractive and young. Why wouldn’t he want you?’ your roommate said before telling you to get your things ready so that you could go shopping together.

‘I suppose I just got my first wage, so why not’ you said, knowing that you could afford it now.

***

Dressed in your new black dress and a new pair of heels, you stumbled into Tommy’s office late on a Friday evening.

You had been working on your investment proposal for a week and had figured out how to best launder the 27 million pounds without drawing the attention of the authorities.

While you knew that your investment strategy was safe and well thought out, you were still very nervous to see Tommy about it.

The height of your new heels certainly didn’t help with your trembling legs and, as you were fidgeting nervously when entering his office, you tripped and almost twisted your ankle.

‘I am sorry Mr Shelby’ you huffed out with embarrassment as you watched him watching you stumbling into the side of the bookshelf.

It was obvious to you that he tried hard not to laugh about what had just happened, but a small chuckle escaped him nonetheless.

‘Love, please take them off before you seriously hurt yourself. I cannot afford to give you any time off’ Tommy said with a half-smile but it was when he looked at you directly that you felt your hands inevitably began to shake slightly.

Despite the fact that he was slightly amused by your little accident, his eyes were both your favourite and least favourite feature about him. They were deep blue, and absolutely piercing when he made direct eye contact. It gave you a strange sense of fear, and you often found yourself looking down when you spoke to him, afraid that, if you made direct eye contact, you might lose your train of thought.

‘Have a seat next to me’ Tommy then instructed after you took off your shoes and approached his desk, tippy toeing across the very cold floor.

‘Who would have thought that, someone as clumsy as you are, is so fucking smart, eh?’ Tommy said jokingly after you pulled a chair to his side and sat down, looking at the profit sheets which you had prepared.

‘I am not always clumsy. I just tend to get nervous around some people’ you said, fidgeting again as you did and realising quickly how emberassing that sounded.

‘Around some people, eh? Do I intimate you Y/N?’ Tommy then asked bluntly, looking at you with a slight smirk.

‘No Mr Shelby’ you said nervously, causing him to sigh and grin all at the same time.

‘No?’ he then asked with a smug smile and you immediately looked away from him.

‘Look at me and tell me the truth Y/N. Do I intimidate you?’ Tommy asked again and you complied with his request and told him the truth.

‘Yes’ you nodded shyly while looking into his piercing blue eyes.

‘That’s what I thought’ Tommy then said somewhat satisfied before asking you to pour him and yourself a glass of whiskey.

‘But we are working’ you stammered, causing him to laugh.

‘Love, it’s 8 o’clock on a Friday evening. You can have a drink. Despite, I think that we will be here for a while, eh’ he said and you were somewhat surprised by his comment, not knowing what he meant by that since you were already at page 11 of 16 of the reports.

‘Yes Mr Shelby. From which bottle?’ you asked as you stood up and walked over towards where the whiskey bottles were standing.

As you walked there, you could feel Tommy’s eyes on you, watching you as you walked across his office barefoot.

‘You choose Love’ he said and you simply reached for a random bottle and poured two glasses from it before walking back to where Tommy was sitting.

***

As you were sipping on your whiskey while finishing off the reports with Tommy, you began to relax a little. Your mind was clearly eased by the effects of the alcohol you consumed and you began to realise why all these women in the office took a liking in this man.

He was incredibly attractive but also charming in his own way. Then there was his voice, low and gruffy, making it difficult for you to concentrate.

You listened to Tommy’s ideas and stammered out your responses, easing into the conversation as you scribbled down a point in your notebook that you were sure would make no sense to your later.

Then, just as you explained other options to Tommy, he cut you off, not breaking eye contact.

‘It’s late Love. The first option seems feasible. Let’s go with that, eh?’ Tommy said before asking you to pour him some more whiskey.

‘Yes, of course Mr Shelby’ you said, looking at your watch before walking back over towards the sideboard and pouring Tommy another glass of whiskey.

‘Should I leave you to it then?’ you asked as you handed him the glass but he shook his head.

‘No, sit down. Finish your drink’ he instructed and, again, you nodded shyly in response and sat back down next to him.

When you had sat down, your dress pulled up to your mid thigh and, when you noticed, you quickly locked your legs together. Fidgeting, you crossed your right leg over your left, which caused your dress to pull up even higher, causing Tommy smirk when he noticed.

You saw him glance down for a brief moment and felt the warmth in your face grow. Was he disapproving at your dress length? Was it too short? Would you receive an email from HR later about appropriate work attire?

‘So, tell me Love, what do you do when you are not here?’ Tommy asked and you felt his eyes on you again.

‘Not much. Just studying and reading’ you said shyly.

‘Do you have a man in your life?’ he then asked bluntly and you shook your head.

‘Boys don’t interest me much’ you explained, causing Tommy to chuckle.

‘I am not talking about boys Love. I am talking about men. There is a difference. The latter may be able to satisfy your needs whereas the former won’t’ he chuckled and the more you remained in his presence, the greater your attraction grew.

‘My needs?’ you stammered, unsure what he was talking about. How could he possibly know what you needed.

‘Everyone has needs Love and I’ve got a feeling that yours aren’t so easily satisfied, am I right?’ Tommy asked and you simply shook your head.

‘I suppose I am a little picky when it comes to who I spend my time with’ you said, referring to your intellectual needs.

‘That’s what I thought’ Tommy chuckled before hearing his mobile phone ring.

‘I will have to take this…Have a good weekend Y/N’ he then said quickly before picking it up and you nodded.

***

Back at your desk, you finally let yourself relax. Your heart rate began to slow down as you replayed your interaction with Tommy in your head, wondering if anything you had said sounded stupid. You really hated to sound stupid in front of him.

For some reason, you wanted him to like you in a way other than in which a CEO would usually like their employees. You didn't really care about any of your other colleagues’ opinions of you, but you craved his approval.

At one point, you remembered that, just then, in his office, he had reached over to grab a pen and his knee briefly touched your own bare one. You shivered as you thought back to this, allowing yourself to fantasise about his warm hand gently squeezing your knee.

You knew that he was in a relationship with a woman way more attractive than you. She was a fashion model, famous even. So, what would he want with someone like you? A nerd and a woman who required her friend’s help to style herself.

Nonetheless, after being in his office with him and him touching your knee, your thong was a mess. Your own juice drenched the thin string and you were particularly so worked up that you had to take care of yourself in the bathroom stall before you finished these reports.

All you could think of was Thomas Shelby, bending you over his large office desk and having his way with you. This wasn’t like you. In fact, you had never thought about a man like this before.

To your surprise, when you returned from the lavatory, you saw Tommy standing in your office and glancing over the papers on your desk. Or was it your phone he was looking at, you wondered?

‘Mr Shelby, can I help you?’ you asked nervously. You hoped that he didn’t realise what you were just doing in the cubicles.

‘You forgot your shoes Love’ he said, pointing to an area beneath your desk which is where he had placed them.

‘I am sorry’ you said but Tommy simply nodded in response before leaving your office with a wide grin.

When you sat down to finish the reports, you quickly glanced at your phone to see the time and, when you did, you were surprised to see a text message from your roommate.

‘How did your meeting with Thomas Shelby go? Did you get to show him your sexy lingerie? Please tell me you got laid and aren’t simply working late on a Friday night’ the message read and, when you read it, your heart sank into your stomach almost immediately.

When Tommy stood by the side of your desk and glanced over the papers on top of which your phone was laying, did he see this text message? You certainly hoped that he didn’t as this could be the end of your career.

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misscarolineshelby · 3 years

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i want to drop kick laura into the next century!! love your work though

Hahaha I love comments like this! Thank you for engaging into the story.

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A New Life

Part Eight: The Kiss

Pairing: Cillian Murphy x Reader

Words: 1,082

Warning: Angst, Smut

Original Blogger: @queenshelby

Previous Part

One week later…

‘Oh god yes, Cillian’ you moaned as you kept your eyes focused on his and continued to rock your hips, slowly working his cock deeper inside of you.

Your eyelids made small fluttering movements as you pulled your hand away from his cock and, with a sigh, you relaxed your leg muscles and slowly let gravity pull you down forcing Cillian’s cock further up inside of you.

‘Fuck, that’s it Love’ Cillian groaned as you began a small slow gentle rocking motion with your hips, back and forth, not even an inch in distance.

You took it all in, the warmth of his skin inside of you and the throbbing of his cock against your walls, while your pussy kept a slow rhythmic sucking, gently squeezing and releasing.

‘You are so fucking beautiful’ Cillian groaned as he raised his hips to drive his cock deeper into you as you pushed yourself down. Your hips were constantly in an agonizingly slow movement, your pussy grasping and releasing his cock while his fingers slid around and against your clit.

‘You feel so damn good’ you moaned as Cillian placed his hands on your hips to pull you down tighter against him and began to force himself even harder and faster into you which is when, all of a sudden, your alarm went off.

Your eyes shot open and you realised that this was nothing but a wet dream, which had become a common occurrence since your night with Cillian.

You woke up, once again, with your panties absolutely drenched and your insides slick with your juices.

This is when you realised that you probably shouldn’t have watched another three episodes of Peaky Blinders last night. Cillian looked absolutely incredible in this show and you were becoming addicted to it.

With that being the case, you regretted having slept with him and, whilst things were mostly normal between you and no one suspected anything, you couldn’t get him out of your head.

The sex was too amazing, better than anything you had ever experienced before and you got along well with him. You were two minds alike and had built a strong connection despite having been intimate with each other.

After stirring for about five more minutes, fantasising about Cillian and his cock inside of you, Max barged through the door of your bedroom, reminding you that you were going to take him to his cousins’ house for a playdate.

Of course, you remembered. Cian was looking after the children while you went shopping with Evelyn and Laura who, since, had apologised to you again and who had just returned from Galway after having worked with Cillian on an UNESCO project.

***

After you dropped off Max, Evelyn and you went to pick up Laura and drove to the local shopping district.

All of you needed clothes for your upcoming hiking trip in Kerry and you were extremely excited about seeing a different side of Ireland.

More so, you were looking forward to be spending three days with Cillian and the others who, unfortunately, also included Laura.

Cillian had a holiday house in Kerry at which you would all be staying and it was him who had invited Max and you along.

***

After buying yourself some boots and a rain jacket, the three of you went into the local lingerie store which sparked some interesting conversations.

You hated Evelyn talking about her sex life as it pertained to your brother as well and, in the same way, you didn’t want to talk about yours when she asked you whether there was someone you liked.

‘Nope…I just like nice lingerie’ you said, trying to justify your purchase as it was obvious to you that this was what she was referring to.

The truth was, you wanted to have some nice lingerie for your trip to Kerry, not because you thought that anything would happen between you and Cillian, but rather, you wanted to feel comfortable in your own skin and nice lingerie usually helped you do this.

But, you weren’t the only one who had purchased some nice lingerie that day. Laura also picked out two sets of raunchy lace underwear and even a pair of suspenders with matching stockings.

Her figure was impeccable and seeing her modelling the pieces she had chosen made you feel a little self-conscious yet again.

‘So…anything else after this kiss?’ Evelyn asked curiously after you had spent half an hour inside the shop, causing Laura to shake her head and smile.

‘I think we should really talk about this in private. No offence Y/N’ Laura then said before changing the topic and you wondered what all of this secretive behaviour was about.

‘None taken’ you chuckled before paying for your lingerie and waiting for Laura and Evelyn to pay for theirs.

***

Whilst you didn’t care much about what Laura was up to after your constant run ins with her, you were curious as to who she got herself involved with after her little stunt at your double date.

You knew that Evelyn was terrible at keeping secrets, so you decided to ask her about it in the car after she had dropped Laura of at her house.

‘What did you talk about at the lingerie store?’ you asked Evelyn on the way home and she wasn’t quite sure what you meant.

‘Do you mean about the kiss?’ Evelyn asked and you nodded.

‘Apparently, Laura and Cillian had a bit of a moment when they were in Galway together a few days ago’ Evelyn explained rather excitedly and you couldn’t help but inhale sharply.

Whilst you shouldn’t care, your heart skipped a beat when you heard that Cillian was the one who Laure got herself involved with. The thought of Cillian being intimate with Laura in any sort of way, even if it was just a kiss, made you sick to your stomach.

‘So, they kissed?’ you sought to clarify and Evelyn nodded.

‘About time really. I think they would make a nice couple, don’t you?’ Evelyn asked, causing you to nod.

‘Sure’ you said, feeling disgusted and upset all at the same time.

Was what he had said to you that night all an act, you wondered? He told you that he doesn’t usually do one-night stands and that he certainly was interested in getting into another relationship.

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A New Life

Part Seven: The Morning After

Pairing: Cillian Murphy x Reader

Words: 1,735

Warning: Fluff, Smut

After having fallen asleep in Cillian’s arms and with your head rested against his chest, you woke up the following morning in a quite different position.

You were facing to the right and felt two arms wrapped around you. His warm breath fanned across the back of your neck while his warm body spooned you from behind.

You could feel the radiant heat of Cillian’s skin pressed against you and before you opened your eyes, you reached your hand over under the covers, pulling him even closer.

With a deep breath, you stretched out your legs. They were sore, very sore. They felt like you ran a hundred miles last night and you realised that you should have taken up yoga again after arriving in Dublin.

But your legs weren’t the only part of your body that was sore. Your core was on fire, but in the best possible way. It was a mixture of pleasure and pain, burning and relief that you had so desperately sought for months. You haven’t had sex for a while and you were certainly more than just satisfied with your experience last night and, if you weren’t that sore already, you would have climbed on top of this beautiful man lying next to you right then and there.

You were still wet and your core was aching to be filled again and it was clear to you that Cillian was still aching for you as well.

As you pulled him closer, you could feel his member pressing against your lower back, so hard and warm despite the fact that he hadn’t even woken up yet.

‘Hmm’ you eventually heard Cillian murmur from behind you as one of his hands sought out your breasts. With his eyes still closed, he ran his fingers over one of your nipples. He slowly caressed there, circling and pinching it lightly, then stroking up and down your chest and belly until, finally, his hand went down your thigh as far as he could reach, seeking out your core.

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Part Three: The Proposal

Pairing: Modern Tommy Shelby x Reader

Words: 1,045

Warning: None…This is only the beginning!

Original Blog: @queenshelby (this is just my backup account as I have been having Tumblr issues)

Two weeks later…

Your heart fluttered when you saw his name pop up in the lower right side of your computer screen.

Over the past two weeks, you had learned that you weren’t the only one at the firm whose breathing quickened when they saw a notification from him and rumours had it that, if he sent you an email himself, you would either be fired or there is a serious issue he required you to fix.

In the company, Thomas Shelby was certainly known for his bluntly worded feedback, demanding expectations, and his particular style of putting employees on the spot and, whilst many of the females in his company took a liking in him, they feared him at the same time.

You quickly opened your inbox and clicked on the email. It was short and straight to the point.

‘My office at 4 o’clock. Don’t be late’ it said, giving you no indication on what this was about.

You had never been to his office and asked Lizzie where it was. She confirmed that it was on the top floor of the building and you already dreaded going in there even after you had run into him in the building almost every day for the past two weeks and he had never said anything bad to you.

***

At 3.50pm, you grabbed a pen and your notebook, flipping to a fresh page. You began mentally preparing yourself to speak to him, wishing his email had given you any inclination as to what he might want so you could prepare yourself further.

You found him rather intimidating and stood up and smoothed down your outfit which was a navy-blue dress that fitted you quite well. It clung to your small figure and it was yet another dress you had borrowed from your roommate.

You straightened the tight blazer you wore over it and fiddled with the long necklace that sat on your chest.

Clutching your notebook against your chest, you quickly made your way to the elevator which took you to Tommy’s office.

***

You approached his partially opened office door. Taking a deep breath, you hurried up to it and knocked twice on the door.

‘Come in’ Tommy called out, not bothering to lift his head up to face you.

You stepped in and stood waiting at the table that separated you while he finished typing a sentence in an email. You surveyed the office. It was extremely neat and tidy. It was also perfectly fitted out. In one corner, there was a side board with a record player and expensive bottles of whiskey while, on the other side of the room, there were some large book shelves.

‘I looked at the charitable contributions made by my Michael Grey two days ago. Was that your idea?’ he asked and you nodded nervously.

‘Mr Shelby, I know it is a lot of money but the penalties imposed by the tax department would have been higher and, at least this way, you will be seen to provide essential services to the community’ you explained, justifying your report to Michael Grey who was one of the senior business advisors of Shelby Company Limited.

‘Well, according to my cousin, you saved the business 800,000 pounds’ Tommy then said while looking up at you for the first time and instructing you to take a seat.

You nodded shyly in response to his comment and sat down in one of the large arm chairs in front of his desk. By this point, you were fidgeting your hands and it was obvious to Tommy that you were nervous.

‘Now, I need you to develop a plan to deal with some more money coming in next week. I want all of it invested across our different businesses’ he said.

‘How much are we talking about Mr Shelby?’ you asked.

’27 million pounds’ he responded, causing you to gulp.

’27 million pounds? The forecasts I’ve been given don’t show this kind of money coming into the business as a lump sum during this quarter’ you said somewhat surprised.

‘That’s correct’ Tommy said, looking at you sternly.

‘It’s off the books and you want me to launder the money?’ you asked nervously, assuming that this is what he was referring to.

‘I don’t like to use this word, Love. Let’s just say, I want you to get creative’ he explained and you were surprised that he had just admitted to you that his company was, indeed, involved in some illegal operations.

‘What makes you think that I agree to this? I could just go to the police instead’ you said somewhat surprised and, just as you did, Tommy began to laugh.

‘You have a 70,000-pound debt Love. University degrees are expensive. If you get creative with the company’s accounts, you will be debt free in no time. Your name will not appear on any of the accounts and, if there is formal investigation, your identity will be protected’ Tommy explained and, after you took a moment to think about what he was offering you, you nodded.

‘I want 5 cents on every dollar laundered’ you stammered after having gathered all your confidence.

‘Love, we work in pounds here, eh. It’s 27 million pounds’ Tommy clarified and you nodded again, but this time with a smile.

‘Yes, but I won’t be laundering the money through your UK businesses. It will be done through some brand-new enterprises in the US, which I will set up slowly. Thereby, no connection can be made to Shelby Company Limited’ you explained, causing to Tommy to nod with approval.

‘Alright, 5 cents in the dollar it is Love’ Tommy smirked before asking you to put together a proposal for his consideration and prepare all of the necessary paperwork and forecasts by the end of the week.

You nodded again before standing up and thanking Tommy for his time. Then, you walked towards the door while holding on to your notepad which is when Tommy said something else.

‘Y/N’ he said and you turned around to face him.

‘Yes Mr Shelby?’ you asked nervously.

‘The dress suits you’ he complimented you, causing you to blush.

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Part Two: First Day

Pairing: Modern Tommy Shelby x Reader Words: 1,345 Warning: None…This is only the beginning!

Original Blog: @queenshelby (this is just my backup account as I have been having Tumblr issues)

When you told your friends and roommates about what had happened to you that morning, they couldn’t believe it.

Whilst you were excited to be working for one of the largest enterprises in the UK, they were more intrigued by the fact that you were going to work directly for Thomas Shelby who was a well-known business man and who was quite popular with the ladies across the country.

The 39-year-old had quite a reputation which is what attracted these women. But you decided that you wouldn’t be one of them.

According to your friend, he was the perfect mix between an elegant business owner and a working a class man. He was different to many others out there and, unlike the other men in charge of other big corporations in the UK, he had built his wealth by himself.

Of course, when you read his name on the business card, you remembered reading the rumours in the papers. According to the London Telegraph, he was said to be involved in some illegal businesses as well and it was believed that he had built his empire through drug trafficking and illegal race fixing. But these were just rumours. Thomas Shelby hadn’t served any prison time and was never convicted of any crimes. It was only his brother, Arthur Shelby, who was charged with two murders but never convicted.

He was also involved in politics, having acted as an MP until it became too boring for him. Luckily for him, he maintained connections to other politicians and judges and, miraculously, he had no problems getting licences for any and all of his business operations.

But none of this bothered you much. You saw this job as an opportunity and stepping stone of some sort.

***

Despite your lack of interest in the man himself though, you listened to your friend’s advice when it came to appropriate office attire.

‘You cannot possibly wear this’ your roommate said as she watched you put on a grey coloured suit and a black blouse.

‘That’s what you wear to an office though’ you said somewhat confused while looking into the mirror.

‘Men like something to look at. At least wear a dress and show some legs. You never know, you might even find your prince charming’ your roommate then said with a cheeky smile before disappearing into her room and returning with three dresses for you to choose from.

Of course, she had a point. You had been single for two years and, before that, you had one boyfriend who was just as nerdy as you were. He was your first and your last.

After trying on all three dresses, you chose an elegant knee length black dress but, when you put on some stockings and shoes, your roommate shook her head again.

‘Oh god no. Please let me style you’ your roommate insisted.

‘No, I don’t have time’ you huffed out, looking at your watch.

‘I will style you up for your first day and then I will call you a taxi. I will use my father’s credit card. He won’t even notice’ your roommate said and, after some convincing, you reluctantly agreed.

Your roommate quickly found some suspenders and stockings in her draws and made you put them on. Then, she looked for some shoes, but none of the ones she owned would fit you.

Eventually, she found a pair of black high heels in your other roommate’s wardrobe who, luckily, had the same shoe size as you.

Finally, she applied your make up and straightened your hair. It looked perfect and she was certainly impressed with her own work.

‘Holy shit, I am fucking awesome’ your roommate then said and you couldn’t help but laugh.

‘I look good’ you said somewhat surprised as you looked into the large mirror in your bedroom.

‘You fucking do. Go and get yourself a suitor’ she teased you and you shook your head.

‘No, I am there to work, not to flirt. Despite, I don’t even know how to flirt’ you admitted and your roommate couldn’t help but giggle.

***

When you arrived at the offices of Shelby Company Limited, you were greeted by a tall dark-haired woman who showed you to your new office.

It was near the reception area and you were surprised by the layout of the building. Everything was made of glass and the floors looked like marble. It was incredible.

Lizzie explained to you how things worked around the office and told you that you would be reporting to a man by the name of Michael Grey.

‘I thought I will be reporting to Mr Shelby’ you said somewhat surprised, causing her to laugh.

‘Sweetheart, please don’t flatter yourself. You are here on your merit but no one new reports directly to Mr Shelby apart from me and Michael Grey. He only likes to deal with people he knows and trusts’ Lizzie said before handing you your office swipe card and a stack of files for you to look at it.

Just as you sat down and Lizzie took a seat right next to you, talking you through the accounting software the company uses, you saw Tommy enter the reception area.

He was accompanied by a tall blonde woman who was wearing expensive clothes and was carrying a Louis Vuitton handbag.

‘Who is this?’ you asked curiously, causing Lizzie to look up from the computer.

‘Elaine Sutton. Apparently, she is the flavour of the month. He likes attractive women who don’t talk much, which makes her perfect’ Lizzie chuckled, seemingly annoyed by the woman.

‘How did you become Mr Shelby’s personal assistant?’ you then asked and Lizzie chuckled again.

‘I’ve known Thomas since he was eighteen. I used to be married to his brother, John Shelby, before he passed away’ Lizzie said and you were surprised by her directness and openness about it.

‘Any more questions or can we get back to work now?’ she then said and you apologised to her immediately.

***

Throughout the day, you developed an investment scheme to lower the tax rates the company was otherwise required to pay in the next financial year. This was what you had mentioned to Tommy at the café and you assumed that it was what he wanted you to do when Lizzie handed you the relevant files.

As you were working through them one by one, you also became to notice that Tommy himself was quite the talking point between the women in the office.

His blue eyes, his expensive suits and what tie he was wearing was on today’s agenda in the lunchroom and you couldn’t help but be amused.

Then, all of a sudden, there was dead silence. The room went quiet and no one said a word as the man himself entered the lunch room.

‘Can I get you anything Mr Shelby?’ one of the service employees asked nervously.

‘Can you tell me where the cable ties are kept, please?’ he said in his low gruffy voice and, just when the employee nodded and told him that she would fetch some for him, he approached you.

‘Office attire suits you much better than coffee-stained clothes Y/N’ he observed, causing you to swallow harshly, smile and nod.

‘Thank you for the opportunity, Mr Shelby’ you stammered out in response just as the service clerk returned with some cable ties for Tommy and he walked off.

‘He knows your name’ a short brunette woman observed. ‘I’ve been working here for a year and he hasn’t even noticed me’ she then said before offering you a cup of tea which you gladly accepted.

‘Well, I spilled hot coffee onto him yesterday at the Coffee Bean Café across the road which probably made stick’ you said somewhat embarrassed, causing the woman to laugh before introducing herself to you.

Her name was Emily and she was also working in the business advisory department. Just like you, she was smart and nerdy and you knew that you would be getting along well.

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