#ada shelby smut

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Bout des doigts // Ada Shelby

Ada comes to you to escape her family for a little while...

Warnings: smut

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The valley was white, muted with the hush of snow and ice, the ground stiff, siezed up with the freeze like the trunks of the trees and the moss and wildflowers nestled into the cracks of the dry stone walls you passed on your walk.

You were holding hands, your gloves soft against Ada's, the wool of your fingers catching with the wool on hers. When the path took on the sheen of black ice you walked closer together than before, holding onto one another, giggling as you struggled to stay upright.

You were walking as though you were drunk, the way you once had when you'd stumbled down watery lane, pissed, following behind her brothers who were the reason you both were drunk.

It was a long time since those days however. You'd left Birmingham when you were young, you'd married a young man and moved to the lake district. When your husband had died tragically of Spanish Flu you had remained tucked away in the dip of the valley, alone, doing your best to keep his farm running. Sonething which, as a city girl, you had struggled with for many years until, Ada's older brothers found themselves needing to tie their extra cash up in property...

Tommy had bought the farm from the owner of the estate and had placed it in your name. He'd told you to do whatever you liked with it, raise the animals or not, he didnt care, as long as you kept that little part of the countryside pretty and wild the way it was supposed to be.

You knew deep down he'd done it for Ada more than he'd done it for you. Because he'd seen how much Ada loved that little farm, because she'd cried when you'd told her you thought you'd probably have to abandon it and return to the city. Tommy had given you the farm on the condition that you never gave it up for anything, because he'd wanted to make his little sister happy.

And he had. And now when the city got to be too much, when even london wasnt far enough from her brothers and their illicit activities, it was your little farm house in the valley that she always returned to. And you felt forever in debted to Tommy Shelby for giving you that.

A place to keep your best friend safe. A place that could be her sanctuary. Even if Tommy wasn't quite aware just how much of a sanctuary it had become to you. How treasured it was for both of you.

But it was.

You'd walked the farmland arm in arm so many times together over the years. When your husband had passed and then, when Freddie had passed not long after. The hills had heard all your heartbreak, your secrets, your troubles and hopes. You'd shared all those thoughts over the course of the winding walks you'd take together, holding hands, fingers linking and unlinking.

You'd picnicked together on summer days, up on the hills overlooking the lake and the house, the cow field. You'd counted lambs together in the Spring and cried over the wee things first steps.

You'd mothered little Karl together so many mornings and afternoons spent teaching him to walk and talk. Youd muddled through the hard times together and grown together, friends and then, little by little, without ever really noticing what was happening to you... More than friends.

If anyone had ever asked, and no one ever had, you wouldnt have been able to tell them when youd fallen in love with Ada Shelby. Youd have had to have guessed and it could have been anywhere between the age of 12 and 20... But it had happened. Inevitably it had happened.

So now the two of you walked, tripping and almost tumbling down the hill when you slipped on the ice and Ada fought to haul you back up onto your feet.

The valley looked so pretty, everything shimmering, the sunlight thin and pale through the frozen air. Your breath crystallising whenever you laughed. You looked pretty too, both of you... Your red noses and cheeks flushed from the cold. Your eyes gleaming with the smiles you shared as you slipped and struggled down the hill.

The walk had been Ada's idea, convincing you against your instincts, that it wasn't too cold, too icy, too thick with snow, to walk up into the hills and watch the sun set over the snowy sloping wild fields. You'd tried to bribe her to stay home with the promise of good home cooked food and a bottle of whiskey but she'd been insistent. The food and the whiskey could wait till the sun was down. And in the end you always let Ada have her way.

When you'd finally come home, kicked off your sodden snowy boots and lit the fire, you'd been relieved to sit on the rug with her, walming your toes by the flames, warming your insides sharing that whiskey.

"Y'know Tommy's got a friend..." smirked Ada lighting a candle in the fire and placing it on a plate between you on the rug, "and he says that Whiskey is for business..."

"Yeah? This friend categorise all his drinks?" you'd asked with a little giggle, "men suck the fun out of everything..."

Ada giggled too, passing the bottle back to you so that you could pour two more glasses.

"Well he says gin is for the melancholy, rum is for fun and fucking and whiskey is for business.."

"So the only time you can fucks if you've been drinking rum?" You asked with a cheeky little smile, one which delighted Ada, one which teased her and set her mind ticking with all kinds of ideas. "What a boring life he must lead..." She shrugged leaning back on your elbows, trying subtly to push your chest out and get her attention.

You always reached this point in the evening when you were alone together, sharing drinks and subtle glances. Looks which lingered between you. Not shy, but shy to tell one another exactly what you wanted. And then it would all get to be too much and one of you would snap and do something drastic, something which would force a change in tge direction of the evening.

And tonight it was Ada who snapped. She couldn't stand another second of this... The long needy looks you were sending her way. The way you watched her over the rim of your whiskey glass and practically begged her to knock it out of your hand, pin you down on the rug and fuck you senseless.

"Come here," she said suddenly, her eyes dark, her voice low and serious and commanding. Enough so that you didn't question her. Didn't say what you were thinking - you were already here, less than a meter away, your fingers skimming over her fingers - because it was obvious what she meant. "Cmere.." she said again, her fingers lacing with yours and taking a firm hold of your hand.

She had those dark hungry eyes, she was looking at you with such certainty. Certain she needed you. And you were certain you'd do whatever she told you, whatever she wanted you to do.

So you did as she said. You let her fingers entwine with yours, let her hold you hand and gently tug you towards her and when she did you went on your hands and knees for her, crawling across the rug, your eyes locked with hers, the two of you seemingly hypnotised by eachother.

You didn't notice the glass you upset as you crawled to her, you only saw her. Only saw her and the warm flush in her cheeks left by you or the whiskey. The pink blossoming across her chest which rose and fell a little sharper than it had before. Her eyes flickered between your eyes and your lips. Sometimes they studied the rest of you too, lingering on your elegant frame, lingering on the view of your breasts through the thin fabric of your blouse.

Her mind was already two steps ahead, imagining the beautiful sight when she unbuttoned your blouse carefully.

"I'm here..." you said cooly, your breath shallow with anticipation as you waited on all fours, looking to her patiently to see her next move, "m'here..." you said but she only smirked. Smirked and reached out to touch you, shook her head as her fingers skimmed your cheek the tips lingering on your lips, waiting for you to kiss them.

"No," she smirked, "I mean. Come. Here." She said looking at you with intention, her voice firm when she held your gaze, drew your lips to hers and began kissing you slowly, needily. Her lips were warm against yours and her breath smelt of whiskey.

With one hand still holding your cheek she kissed you deeper, drawing you in closer so that it was impossible to resist her teasing touches. Her teeth grazed your lips and dragged your mouth open just enough for her tongue to tease you, dipping inside, licking at your senstive mouth and stirring a moan from you. It was soft, more a whimper than a moan but it told her everything she wanted to hear. That you were feeling her every caress, that you were needy and dependent on her, which is exactly how she liked to have you.

"Thats better," she whispered, tracing her thumb along your bottom lip between kisses, pressing down, opening your mouth wider as she closed the kiss once more and forced her thumb deeper into your mouth. It was hot, too hot actually and you could feel the effects almost imediately. The jolt in your tummy, the sudden rush of need inside you. The warm wet feeling between your legs, your desire seeping from you as Ada's tongue moved inside your mouth, her kiss relentless and full of need.

With her lips on yours you were pliable to her every whim, your tongue swirling around her thumb instinctively. When her free hand slipped inside your open blouse and cupped your breast you moved instinctively towards her, pushing your chest into her hold, wanting to feel her squeeze you. Wanting to feel her possess you completely.

She ran her thumb over your nipple smirking into your kiss when she felt you shudder, when she felt your nipple harden beneath her touch. When she felt you push your chest further into her hand begging her to take hold of you properly.

All other thoughts had long since cleared from your mind, impossible to be nervous or embarrassed because all you had space for in your pretty little head was her. Ada had hardly even touched you and yet she had complete possession of you. And she could tell, just by the pink flush in your cheeks when she locked eyes with you, she could tell she had complete control.

And that was how she liked it.

She rolled your nipple beneath her thumb once again and watched as you shuddered. As you shied away averting your gaze when a little whimper escaped you. But if there was one thing she liked more than hearing your little moans, it was looking into your eyes as you moaned. So she withdrew her hands from your body and placed them either side of your face steering your gaze back to hers.

"Don't get shy on my now y/n angel," she said quietly, her smug little smirk making you squirm, unable to hide how much you wanted her to take ownership of you again. Just like the last time she'd fucked you on this very rug.

She held your face in her hands and smoothed her thumbs over your skin before dragging your lips back up to hers. Kissing you deeply with her open mouth, pushing her tongue between your lips as she rose from her knees and hovered above you. As she rose up above you she slid one hand down your neck, her touch light and teasing sending a rush of warmth shooting from your chest to your tummy. Your core was beginning to warm up to, you could feel that gentle needing pulse teasing you. You wanted so much more and as Ada began to crawl above you, you began to sink slowly down to the floor, lying on your back with her hovering above you, her nose knocking your nose playfully as she grinned down at you.

You couldn't help the moan which escaped you when she ducked down and caught your bottom lip between her teeth. With one hand either side of your head, her legs either side of her hips she wasn't touching you anywhere else and yet as you lay there trembling there wasn't an inch of your skin that wasn't desperate to feel Ada's touch.

She rocked her hips into yours as she squeezed your thighs between hers, her fingers skimming your collar bones and then tickling down your chest between your breasts. She couldn't take her eyes off you, so hungry to take you.

"Ada please," you whispered, "don't tease me again not like last time I can't..." You started but before you could finish she'd closed her lips over yours, her tongue filling your mouth and stealing your words. You opened your mouth wider, let her tongue explore deeper as you kissed and tried to catch her lip with your teeth. Suckled on her tongue hungrily until it was Ada's needy moans which filled the room.

You reached up to unbutton her blouse, struggling with each button in your desperation to touch her, to slip your hands beneath the thin cotton and hold her breasts, run your hands over the curves of her body and pull her down closer to you.

When finally you'd pushed her blouse open, when she'd slipped her arms from the sleeves and discarded the useless fabric somewhere on the floor. When she sunk down onto her elbows so that her breasts hung down over yours, her nipples sensitive and hard skimming over yours, you could hardly breath. It was a relief to feel her pressed against you, a relief to squeeze her body with your own. And yet it wasn't enough. The feel of her nipples rubbing yours, pressing into yours when you pulled her down even closer, drawing wanting tears from your eyes.

She smirked down at you, couldn't hide her amusement when she caught one of your needy little tears on her thumb and fed it to you. You opened your lips as she pushed her thumb into your mouth, sucking on the tips of her fingers as she fed each to you slowly. Teasing you. Her eyes lit up with lust and mischief as she watched your mouth close around each digit and suckle.

As she dragged her pinky from between your lips she pushed herself up and away from you leaving you to shiver in the sudden chill she left behind.

You pushed yourself up onto your elbows trying to follow her but her hand on your chest pushed you away and forced you to watch as she rose up before you and slipped slowly from the rest of her clothes.

Between your legs your cunt was aching, you could feel those little butterfly flexes in your core, the fluttering pulse teasing you, making your thighs clench and unclench. Making you wish she'd come back to you and touch you where you needed her the most.

But Ada had other ideas and as she let her lacy underwear slip down over her hips and the curve of her bum you couldn't help but watch her completely transfixed by her beauty.

She turned slowly, her underwear pulled taut, hanging between her knees as she spread her legs and bent down to pick up the glass of whisky you'd left abandoned just behind you.

On your back with her stood above you the way that she was you had a truly delectable view. Warm light rippling over her milky body, her skin glimmering with an almost holy sheen as she swirled your whisky glass and raised in to her lips.

You weren't expecting her to do as she did next though when she did it you weren't exactly surprised.

She tilted her head to one side and let her eyes flutter shut.

"Come finish your drink angel..." she said softly as she poured the remainder of your glass slowly over her breasts, letting the cool liquid trickle down her waist in little streams. You watched it glimmer on her skin, her belly and her breasts now sticky with alcohol. Suddenly your mouth felt so dry. Suddenly you found yourself licking your lips. Crawling towards her and rising to your knees, your hands finding her hips instinctively as you nuzzled between her thighs, licking little trickles of whiskey from her skin as you kissed up her belly towards her pert breasts. Your lips hungry to latch onto her. You rose slowly, kissing and licking her all over, driven by the warmth of the whisky on your tongue, driven by the burning desire between your legs which was growing stronger by the second. You could feel your head growing hazy with desire, your mind beginning to soften with it. Your need to please her. To make her moan and tremble and shake for you.

So with your eyes closed you continued to drag your lips over her skin sucking and licking up every last drop of whisky until you reached her breasts.

She couldn't keep the smile off her lips when your hand cupped her left breast and your mouth found her right. When you squeezed slowly, gently and began to massage her beneath your palm, your teeth grazing over her right nipple teasingly.

You felt her hips rock forward to meet your body, searching for a friction she wouldn't find yet. You smiled and suckled on her breast a little harder listening delightedly to her whimpers as they grew more frequent. As they got louder and needier.

With your free hand you dig your nails into her hips and pulled her body in closer to yours, making the most of the brief moment of control she had granted you. You swirled your tongue around her nipple and moaned into her breasts kissing up her chest to her neck where you allowed yourself a moment to rest, nuzzling into her until you felt her sigh.

You felt her hands travel up your back, felt them tangle in your hair and then grip tightly. You knew what was coming then and you couldn't hide the way her dominance aroused you. You could feel how your juices had gathered between your legs and when Ada forced her knee between your thighs you felt those juices begin to trickle down your thighs.

You were desperate for her.

"Y'missed some angel..." She said as she used her hands in your hair to force you back down onto your knees as she back into her arm chair and sat down. Legs opening slowly. Waiting for you.

"Come here..." She said again, nodding for you to come closer. Her cunt glistening with her own arousal as she spread her legs and waited.

You bit your lip, hesitant for a moment, wanting to commit this pretty picture to memory before you made yourself at home between her legs.

But you were just as impatient as Ada and you couldn't wait for long enough, drawn in closer to her as if by some kind of trance.

You were almost shy about it at first, your hands on her thighs pushing her legs further apart to grant you access. Your tongue dancing over her core, feeling her heat on your breath and you smelt that sweet salty scent of lust. Your tongue flicking between her lips, kitten licking her entrance before finding her clit and dancing over that instead.

You heard her sigh, a low little moan escape her as she wound your hair around her hand once more. You could feel the pull on your head but that only turned you on more. Knowing she had control over you, knowing that at any second she could force your mouth onto her glimmering cunt. Could force your tongue inside herself and use you to bring herself to her high.

You moaned into her as you kissed her clit and dragged your tongue in a line from her hole to the sensitive nub which was throbbing desperate for your attention. When you began to suckle on it she jolted, a gasp snatched from her that left her chest rising and falling dramatically. Her head tipped back and lolled to one side as her eyes fluttered shut and she began to forced your face closer to her core.

You felt your nose nuzzling into her pubic hair as she pushed her hips up to meet you. Your mouth hot and wet on her core. Your tongue lapping hungrily at her sweet juices, flickering over her clit and swirling little circles which made her mind spin with stars.

With your long hair wrapped tightly around her fist, she had total control, tugging your hair just tight enough to send a pretty stinging command to you, pulling your head up away from where you drank her down just for long enough to look at you, to let her eyes linger on her juices, the way they glistened on your chin. The way your tongue couldn't resist licking up the salt she'd stained you with. She saw the want in your eyes, the desperation to return to her, the need your lips felt to be suckling once again on hers. She watched until she felt the same yearning in her, the tug in her stomach, and between her milky thighs. She needed you just as desperately, just as intensely as you needed her.

A/N it has been probably almost a year since this was requested so anon I'm so sorry this took as long as it did. I hope you enjoyed it xxx

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[yellowpsyduck]

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮?

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐘/𝐍 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.

Tommy Shelby x Shelby!Reader Warnings: Incestuous, blowjob, period typical sexism

1913

"What will you be wearing, Ada?” asked the younger Shelby twin as she stood in her lace chemise and bloomers, scanning through her wooden almirah for the right dress. 

“I’m not quite sure yet. Maybe I’ll just stick with the yellow voire.” Ada replied as she held up the dress in front of the floor length mirror. “What do you think, Y/N? Does it scream ‘sultry and sophisticated’ or is it more so ‘fuck me like a whore’.” 

“Well, you can wear your knitted cape over it, to ward off unwanted suitors, then remove it when you find someone you want to fuck.” The sisters laughed as they continued prepping for the upcoming party; it wasn’t a party per se, just a little get together with people from school. 

“Is this okay?” asked Y/N as she settled on wearing a scarlet organdie dress that Tommy had bought her for her birthday. “It’s perfect Y/N. I reckon Matthew Barnaby won’t be able to take his eyes off of you in that dress, really brings out your complexion, it does.” 

“Matthew can bugger off to Timbuktu, for all I care. That boy’s getting on my nerves.” she expressed, clearly exasperated with the situation regarding the boy who had been hopelessly pining after her for months. It wasn’t that the Barnaby boy was unattractive, it was more so the opposite, with his caramel eyes and boyish grin, he was quite popular amongst the female population of Small Heath. 

And that also included her best friend, Dorothy Smith, and Y/N wouldn’t dare upset her friend by fraternising with him, by virtue of female friendships and their unspoken rules. 

“Matthew who?” came the sudden voice from the wooden doorway, startling the pair. 

“Jesus, Tommy, don’t you ever knock?” Ada reprimanded, evidently annoyed by her elder brother’s disregard for privacy, as the younger of the two quickly threw a robe over herself.  

“What’s this talk of boys and going out, eh?” Tommy asked as he stood leaning against the door frame, with his hands in his trouser pockets, sending his sisters a questioning glare. 

“It’s none of your bloody business, is what it is.” Ada retorted as she walked out of the room, wanting nothing but to escape her brother’s questioning, leaving her younger twin to fend for herself. 

“It’s just a small get together, Tommy, with people from school.” Y/N answered sweetly. She’d always been the kinder of the two, “We’ll be back before you know it.” 

“Where’s this gonna be held?” 

Y/N wasn’t sure she should answer this. She knew her brother would’ve given her hell if he’d known of the location. 

“Y/N darling, I asked you a question." his voice resounded in her ears as he held her chin up to meet his icy gaze.  

“By the Cut.” came the meek reply. “Now Tommy before you say anything, please just consider the fact that you never let Ada and I go anywhere. Be it Boris’ birthday last week or Janey’s the month before, or any party, in fact. So please, let us go just this once.” she pleaded with her eyes watering and her lips in a beautiful pout.  

“Y/N, you know I’m just trying to keep the both of you safe.” he whispered as he looked into her clear eyes. “Who knows what’s to happen when the men see how devastatingly beautiful you are, eh?”  

“But Tommy, the rest of you go out whenever you want and do whatever you please. It's not fair for Ada and I.” she argued, not willing to let go of her grievance. 

“It’s because Arthur, John and I know how to hold a gun.”  

“Well, Ada chases rats with a revolver, does she not.” came her quick retort, eliciting a chuckle from her brother. 

“Rats. Ada chases rats. That’s very different from firing it at a man.” Tommy reasoned with her. 

“What if I do something for you?” she asked him, almost purring into his ears. 

“Like what, my sweet girl?” 

“Like this.” She traced her fingers along his crotch through the fabric of his trousers, looking at him so very innocently. “And this.” she whispered as she undid his leather belt, and pulled his trousers down, hearing the metallic clang as it hit the ground. 

“You’re sailing perilously close to the wind, my dear.” He breathed raspily, as he looked down at her kneeling figure. He, however, gave no indication of stopping her as she pulled out his cock and stroked it gently, staring into his eyes, as she did so. 

His cock was growing in her hand, giving away his arousal, as it hardened and throbbed with her touch. Y/N would never tire of seeing Tommy’s red cock, it was a beast each time she laid her eyes on his sinful member, and she knew just how to knead it and suck it, to make him succumb to her wishes. 

‘Men think with their cocks’ her Aunt Polly had told her once and young Y/N Shelby had etched that saying into her mind, who would’ve known that she’d ever use it against her own brother.  

Her actions were sinfully graceful as she stroked his length with her soft hands. She glanced at him naughtily and placed a sweet kiss to his reddish tip and dragged her tongue through the length of his cock, she continued all the way to his balls, cupping them and placing sloppy kisses, prompting soft groans from his mouth. 

She spit on his cock, lubricating him as she continued pumping him. The door to the bedroom was wide open and the pair didn’t make an effort to obstruct prying eyes from peering into their lascivious act. 

Ada had made a show of closing the door to the house rather resoundingly, hence, she wasn’t to be worried about. Finn would be at school, while Arthur and John were God knows where with God knows who and Polly wouldn’t be back until teatime.   

Tommy knew the little girl was only sucking him off so that he’d grant her wish of going out with her friends, but God, did she look good doing it. His fingers tightened around her brown curls as he beckoned her to take his cock in her mouth, and she gladly obliged. Her plump red lips parted and wrapped around his thick, dark cock, earning a satisfactory hum from the man above. She sucked him as best as she could, taking him in with great difficulty, his girth simply too wide for her narrow mouth. Her eyes started watering as he bucked his hips into her mouth, his fingers gripped her soft hair as he set his pace. Y/N made a conscious effort to hold back a gag as Tommy continued his hasty thrusts, clearly lost in the pleasure of his sister's warm and soft mouth. 

His sister, his darling sister! God, did she look like a vision. 

Kneeling in front of him, with his dick in her mouth, dewy eyed and ruddy cheeked. She was perfect; utterly and devastatingly perfect. 

His thrusts got faster as his balls slapped against her chin, she was such a good girl, suppressing her gags as he choked her with his relentless assault of her throat. 

He was close, he could feel it. Just a little more. 

“You’re doing so good for me, my sweet girl.” he moaned through stifled groans. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum.”  

With a final thrust, he spilled his seed inside her mouth as it dripped down into her cleavage, spoiling her chemise which she so adored. 

“Tommy, look what you’ve done, now I’ve got to wash it again.” she grumbled through muffled sounds and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.  

Y/N didn’t wait for her brother to gain his composure and sauntered into the lavatory; she didn’t have the time to boil water for a proper bath, hence, she soaked a towel and resigned to rubbing her body clean. It was in times like these that she quite envied Dorothy, for her father was the District Magistrate and they could afford plumbing facilities in their mansion, which meant that they’d have hot water at will, unlike the Shelby’s who weren’t the most well off financially. 

She wrapped a spare towel over her body as she made her way to the twin’s shared bedroom to find Tommy leaning against the window with a cigarette between his lips.  

“Close the curtains, will you?” she asked him as she dropped the towel to the floor and rummaged through her drawers for her inner garments. Tommy did as asked as he took another puff of the cigarette, his eyes raking over her nude body as he watched her shimmy into a blue chemise with matching bloomers. Her movements were unhurried as she sat on the bed and pulled up the stockings. 

Tommy had always enjoyed watching her dress, the way the material of the stockings would dig slightly into her plump thighs, or how divine her legs looked in the garters and she’d always let him tie the corset lace. He'd done it enough times to know just the tightness that she preferred.  

“I’m planning on wearing this.” she announced as she held up the scarlet dress, knowing fully well that he wasn’t going to deny her a night out now. 

“Just be back before dinner and make sure your sister doesn’t make a drunken fool out of herself.” he replied as he placed a soft kiss on her shoulder. 

“Will you also be going out?” she asked absentmindedly as she tried on the dress, twirling contentedly in front of the mirror. 

“I might.” The girl quirked an eyebrow at this, “To meet Greta Jurossi, I presume.” 

Tommy hadn’t known that his sister would be privy to his and Greta’s discretions. “And whatever gave you that idea, my sweet girl?” 

“Kitty’s been spewing tales of you and her sister. The whole of Birmingham must’ve heard of it by now, heaven knows that girl can’t keep her mouth shut to save her life.” she answered nonchalantly and opened the window, spotting her sister playing hopscotch with the younger girls. “Ada!” she yelled at her twin, motioning her to come up to the house.  

Tommy took that as his cue to exit and he made his way to the door, “And Tommy, thank you so much.” she whispered as she wrapped her arms around his torso.  

He placed a kiss on her forehead and left without a word. 

“Well, did he actually agree?” squealed Ada as she darted into the room, “Of course he did.” Y/N assured her. 

“Well, fuck me, how on earth did you persuade him?” she asked as she hurriedly combed her hair, not wanting to be late for the event. 

“It didn’t take much honestly, and I’ve got a sweet mouth, you know.” Ada nodded, obviously not understanding the innuendo behind her sister’s words.  

And she never would, for that was to remain a secret between Tommy and Y/N. 

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The Month of Sin Masterpost

A masterpost for all the works that are related to the requests sent for event “Peaky Blinders Kinktober”.

If you want me to add you in the taglist so that you don’t miss the kinky and steamy stories, please comment or reblog this post. It’s even more important considering how Tumblr tends to mess with us lately.

Thank you again for your participation, you’re the best community ever and I hope I’ll do Justice to your fantasies.

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Day 1: BREATHE - Breathe With Me (Tommy x Reader)

Day 2: CUT - Cut Your Wings (Alfie x Reader)

Day 3: MARKED - Engraved in The Flesh (Finn x Reader)

Day 4: AFTER CARE with Finn

• with May

Day 5: ROPE BUNNY with Arthur

Day 6: DRUNK with Tommy

Day 7: BLINDFOLD with John

• with Aberama

Day 8: CREAMPIE with John

Day 9: PRAISE with Bonnie

Day 10: SIZE with Alfie

• with Luca

Day 11: POWER with Michael

Day 12: ORAL with Bonnie

Day 13: BREEDING with Alfie

Day 14: BLOOD with Tommy

Day 15: TAMED with Arthur

Day 16: DENIAL with Tommy

Day 17: DADDY with Michael

• with Aberama

• with Alfie

• with Arthur

Day 18: PUBLIC with John

Day 19: THREESOME with Tommy and ??

Day 20: LEASH with Arthur

Day 21: KNIFE with Isaiah

Day 22: STRIP with John

Day 23: OVERSTIMULATION with Tommy

Day 24: CAR with Tommy

Day 25: PUNISHMENT with John

Day 26: WORSHIP with Luca

Day 27: BEGGING with Tommy

Day 28: CORRUPTION with Arthur

Day 29: BLASPHEMY with Arthur

Day 30: AGE GAP - Tangled Desires

#Peaky blinders #peaky blinders imagine #Tommy Shelby #Tommy Shelby x reader #Tommy Shelby smut #Cillian Murphy #arthur Shelby #arthur Shelby x reader #Arthur Shelby smut #John Shelby #John Shelby smut #John Shelby x reader #Ada Shelby #Michael gray #Polly Shelby #Aberama gold #Bonnie gold #Peaky blinders fanfic #Cillian Murphy fanfic #Cillian Murphy smut #Luca Changretta #alfie Solomon’s #Tommy Shelby x oc #arthur Shelby x oc

[cillianshearts]

Tommy Shelby X Reader

Imagine Tommy and you having your first proper argument and you thinking he is mad at you all day…

Summary: You and Thomas have your first, proper harsh argument. You are convinced he is beyond may at you and so you hide yourself away all day, when in reality… things couldn’t be further from the truth.

Warnings: Strong language, little angst at the beginning but apart from that just pure fluff!

P.S - This is my first story and I’m new to writing. Please be kind! (Reader is 19)

-January 1st-

“YOUR BEING A SELFISH LITTLE BITCH” he yelled, slamming his fist down on his desk.

Tommy had seemed secretive upon you walking into the office and after you calling him out in it, things had escalated. Truthfully you was worried about him, you knew business wasn’t yours to understand and know about but when your fear got the better of you, you’d take it out on Tommy for being too secretive, usually just ending up in the two of you saying things you would both regret to one another.

You was so infuriated with him to even think properly about the words you were saying back.

“OH FUCK OFF THOMAS, IT’S NOT MY FAULT I WANT TO MAKE SURE YOUR SAFE.”

“Fuck off eh? That’s how you want to fucking speak to me? Y/N, when are you going to fucking understand…” he said through gritted teeth, his voice dangerously low now, breathing heavily. “There are some things that don’t concern you. Business that isn’t yours TO FUCKING KNOW” he raised his voice once again and you tried to stop your lip from trembling.

There was no way you was going to cry in front of him. It always made him feel absolutely terrible and you didn’t want that too, but in this moment your emotions seemed to get the better of you, and Tommy picked up on the quiver of your lip almost instantly. “Don’t fucking cry, don’t stand here and fucking cry in front of me” he said, his icy blue haze hardening in front of you.

This pissed you off. Anger took over immediately as you retaliated with words once again. Words you probably didn’t mean.

“YOU KEEP ME A SECRET, AND THEN EXPECT ME TO LIVE IN A LIFE THATS FULL OF FUCKING SECRETS TOO?” Tommy shut his eyes and sat back down in his desk.

“I have to keep you a fucking secret you stupid little girl” he seethed, sighing as he did so. “You think any of those fuckers out there would let it slide that I’m dating a fucking kid. Your 19 for fuck sake. I’m old enough to be your dad.”

There was an awkward silence between the two of you until you said something that over stepped the line.

“Yet whose the one who makes me call him daddy at night?”

Thomas looked done.

“Just fuck off Y/N” he said raising an eyebrow and shaking his head. He had no energy in him to argue anymore. You couldn’t take it any longer, how dare he patronize you and then blame you for feeling locked out of his emotions?

“I FUCKING HATE YOU” you screamed, and with that you turned on your heel and slammed the door to his office behind you, immediately bursting into tears as you had done. You’d just told him you hate him, when in reality he meant more to you than anything in your world. You loved that man more than you loved yourself. But that didn’t matter now, you knew Tommy was probably hurt now too and you would be the last person he wanted to see.

That day was the worst, you had meant to be spending it with him and now you was locked in your tiny bedroom in small heath, just you in his family’s, little home. Polly, Ada and the rest of the boys were out on business, whilst Tommy had time to focus on other things back in Birmingham and more importantly… you. But it had ended up in an argument and you spend that entire day crying by the fire, lighting candles to make yourself feel cozy and regretting everything you had done that day.

It was getting to evening when you heard the door click. You was in Tommy’s room, lying in his bed and hopelessly smelling the bedsheets wishing he was with you when you heard his footsteps on the stairs. “Y/N?” You heard him call. His voice sounded raspy and low, like he didn’t want to wake you in case you was asleep. But he was probably so mad at you, and now he was going to find you in his bed. Trying to get out of the covers as quickly as possible, you sat up and went to stand when he opened the door. To be greeted with a puffy, red eyed girl surrounded by tissues and smudged makeup.

“Oh sweetheart” he said pitifully looking at you, and as soon as you heard his tone and realized he wasn’t angry at you, relief flooded in your veins. You couldn’t get your words out quick enough.

“T- Tommy I don’t hate you! I- I’m sorry I- I love you so much I’m so sorry” you babbled, probably sounding like an idiot but in that moment you didn’t care. “Hey! What you crying for eh? Don’t be so daft, come here silly girl” he said now laying next to you in the bed and engulfing you in his big, strong arms. You inhaled his scent of whiskey and cigarettes and a hazy smile appeared on your face. “I missed you so much” you cried again.

“Why didn’t you come and see me? I was only in me office all bloody day, it was fuckin’ lonely” he chuckled, using his thumbs to wipe the makeup that had run down your cheeks.

“I - thought you would be mad at me” you snuffled, sounding like an incompetent child. Thomas sighed.

“I’m sorry” he said gently, but still with a rasp to his voice. “I shouldn’t of shouted at you like that earlier and called you what I did. I fuckin hate myself for it, your a kid and you need answers and I get that. I do.”

“No Tommy it’s okay! You was right I was being selfi-“

“No!” He interrupted, grabbing ahold of your hand and giving it a gentle squeeze. “You weren’t, your just worried and I get that- I do”

You lifted the hand he wasn’t holding up to his cheek.“I just wanted to make sure you was okay, I feel like you keep everything from me-“ you said in almost a whisper now, doing everything within you to stop yourself from breaking down into tears in front of him once again.

“I don’t mean to, I just want to keep you safe” he said gruffly.” His blue eyes staring straight into yours.

“I know” you said, half smiling. Thomas looked as sad as you as his eyes flicked down from your plump little lips to his rough ones. Slowly he edged closer to you, meeting each other’s lips as your glossy ones met his gently. He tasted of the whisky he’d been drinking and smoke, and within seconds you was pure putty in his hands. You let out a soft whine as he pulled away and without hesitation you climbed into his lap.

You smiled now up at him, half happy you had made up and half happy you were both alone in his room together. That was until you caught a lost glint in his eye. “Why do you look sad?” You said, staring into his eyes as he looked at you.

“Because I was a fucking bastard to you earlier” he said sighing. “And I don’t want you to think I’m just kissing you to make up for it-“

“Hm, since when did Tommy Shelby care what others thought about him?” You said starting to undo his tie and take off his waistcoat.

“Since a pretty girl like you changed my world” he said meeting your gaze again. He took you off guard by saying that and you blushed.

“I fucking love you Y/N. I love you so much”

It was you this time, who leaned down and brought the man you was kneeling above, into a deeper kiss. To which even Tommy this time groaned at. “Show me how much” you pouted, fluttering your eyelashes at him, and it didn’t take him another second to flip both of your positions so he was on top of you.

His rough hands brushed along side your porcelain cheeks as your breath started to hitch. “Pretty girl…” he sighed in content. “My pretty girl”

#cillian murphy #peaky blinders #tommy shelby #fanfic #fiction #john shelby #grace shelby #ada shelby #arthur shelby #shelby sister #polly gray #gina gray #cillian fluff #cillian x reader #cillian smut #cillian x y/n

[red-write-hand]

oh to be tommy's pretty secretary who had brown fluffy hair that he plays with as I sit by his feet while he works. oh to be tommy's secret male lover who tommy worships in the dead of night. oh to be the bartender at the Garrison; all the drunk Blinders flirting with me, too drunk to realize they are hitting on a very pretty boy. oh to be the childhood friend of the shelby siblings and having john and tommy fight over me while my straight cover is ada (plus I'm her straight cover too). oh to riding tommy's thigh, trying to get myself off while he works, while he doesn't pay a sliver of attention to the prince falling to pieces on his leg. oh to be bent over tommy's desk while he pounds into me while i cover my mouth so our secret will never be found out.

#my...uh...thoughts #cal goes on a rant #welcome back to cal has some ~thoughts~ #tommy shelby x male reader #tommy shelby smut #thomas shelby smut #cillian murphy fanfiction #thomas shelby #tommy shelby imagine #peaky blinder imagine #cillian murphy x reader #tommy shelby x reader #i have no energy to actually write this so have this instead #yes ada is also gay #what are you going to do about it? #🤨

[warnersister]

“Peaky Blinders Masterlist”

Headcannons📽️🎞️

👩‍🍼How the Peaky boys react when you tell them you don’t want children

👼How the Peaky boys react when they find out the reader is a virgin

🥐How the peaky boys react when dating a girl with a praise kink (nsfw)

Isaiah Jesus♟️

♟️Dark! Isaiah Jesus x Reader -> you try to leave him

♟️Best Interest -> after your brother Tommy turns violent during an altercation about your love interest Isaiah; you run to your eldest sibling, Arthur for comfort (request)

Michael Gray🎱

🎱Intoxicating Toxicity -> song based headcannon

🎱Your Lethal Hand -> Tom killed your husband and now you shall retaliate

🎱Tea in the Cotswolds -> Michael is tasked with entertaining a wealthy business associate’s daughter while the rest talk business (author’s fav🩷🩷)

Luca Changretta🚬

🚬ultimatum -> your brother Thomas has a decision to make: your life or many

Alfie Solomons🧸

🧸the silent treatment -> you can’t stay quiet and mad at him forever, not if Alfie can help it

🧸if you’ll have me -> the oddly timed belated visit to his synagogue gave reason for Alfie to keep visiting (Jewish reader)

🧸by the book of liviticus -> how Alfie acts while his wife practises being a niddah (Jewish reader)

Finn Shelby🎞️

🎞️Pre Traumatic Stress Disorder -> Finn sees his brothers’ wives comforting them when they have a PTSD episode, why can’t he tell a little white lie and get the same treatment from you?

Tommy Shelby🪖

🪖Best Interest -> after your brother Tommy turns violent during an altercation about your love interest Isaiah; you run to your eldest sibling, Arthur for comfort (request)

Arthur Shelby🍺

🍺Best Interest -> after your brother Tommy turns violent during an altercation about your love interest Isaiah; you run to your eldest sibling, Arthur for comfort (request)

#masterlist #xreader #smut #fluff #warner sister #angst #x you #requests #Peaky blinders #Tommy Shelby #Shelby #Shelby brothers #Alfie solomons #John Shelby #Ada Shelby #Arthur Shelby #Finn Shelby #Michael gray #Isaiah Jesus #Peaky blinders imagine #imagine #headcannon #x reader smut #new masterlist #requests open #30s #vintage #Netflix #tumblr #gangster

[davidsons89]

Can you do a ‘caught in the act’ part 2? Except this time it’s Polly that catches them?

caught in the act, again — m.g

pairings ; michael gray x female reader

summary ; you and michael get caught having sex in the betting shop by polly, but when michael’s cousins walk in after her, things get embarrassing fast.

warnings ; sexual content — smut, unprotected sex, being walked in on, foul language, love bites, mentions of blood, john and arthur being idiots lmao. 18+ !!!

authors note ; thanks for reading part one! i’m so glad you liked it. i hope you like this one too <3 also this isn’t proofread or spellchecked, so if you spot any mistakes, feel free to correct me.

“Really Michael? In here?” You giggle as Michael has you pressed against a desk in the betting shop. “Yeah, why not?” He kisses your neck. “What if someone walks in?” Your fingers tangle in his hair to lift his head up.

“I don’t care. Let them walk in.” He moves his head to kiss your lips, allowing you to pull his hair. “But Michael.” You whine. You’re not particularly the shy type, but when it comes to having sex in a public space, it makes you nervous.

“Stop being so paranoid. What’s the worst that could happen?” He pecks your lips. “I dunno. Your mum walks in? Worse, John walks in?” You don’t know how to stop talking. His finger shushes your lips.

“Stop worrying. Let me make you feel good, love.” He whispers. That alone sent shivers down your body. He lifts you up so you’re sitting on the edge of the desk as your fingers fall free from his hair, allowing him to kiss your jaw and neck. His hands reach down to fiddle with the bottom of your dress, pulling it up your soft legs.

Slipping under your dress, Michael’s hands twist around either side of your underwear, pulling them down. You lift your knee to help him, revealing your naked lower half. His fingers latch onto your clit to motion circles. You close your eyes and tilt your head back.

With his lips still attached to your neck, he begins giving you a love bite. Moaning at the feeling, his fingers on your clit speed up. “You like that?” He whispers in your ear, giving you goosebumps. You nod, wanting to take it further, you lower your hands to undo his trousers. He moves to kiss your lips while you slip your hand in to rub his already hard cock. “And I didn’t even have to do anything.” You whisper against his mouth, your teeth hitting his as you grin. “Just looking at you makes me hard.” Michael whispers, looking back and forth from your eyes to your perfect lips.

While Michael’s hands clear the desk you’re sat on from papers and books, you pull his cock out of his trousers without pulling them all the way down. You both keep your clothes on in case someone does happen to walk in. Michael grabs the bottom of your dress to lift it further up your legs and past your waist as you pull him closer.

He grabs his cock to line himself up with your entrance. Wrapping your hands around him, your chin rests on his shoulder as he slowly pushes himself into you. You let out a breathy moan while your eyes shut tight. Head falling back. No matter how many times you’ve had sex, it feels like he stretches you out a little bit more each time. Michael groans at the feeling of your walls stretching around him. “Shh, baby.” He whispers, his free hand holding the back of your head.

“Fuck.” You gasp at him thrusting into you at a slow but passionate pace. He wants nothing more than to make love with the woman he loves. “You feel amazing, love.” He says, his other hand holding onto your waist. Your fingernails dig into his back, forcing Michael to let out a deep hum. He loves the pain. It satisfies him.

A few thrusts later, he starts to get rough. He knows you like it rough. “Oh my god. Fuck-” You let out a pornographic moan. Michael chuckles, having to cover your mouth in a harsh grip. The whole of Watery Lane can probably hear you going at it. “Keep quiet, love. Don’t want anyone to hear us now, so we?” He asks. You’re too busy zoning out to respond. Your eyes rolling back due to intense pleasure.

Wrapping his arms around your back, Michael pulls you closer to the edge of the desk to thrust himself deeper into you, making you practically scream out his name. He’s hitting spots he didn’t hit before. “Fuck- oh-” Your moans get louder and breathier. “Michael.” You moan.

One of his hands clasp around your waist while the other holds the back of your head again. He pulls your head forward to look at him, only to see your sexy facial expressions. Your eyes are rolling back and you look so out of it. He’s proud of himself. “You’re not done already, are you?” He chuckles. You manage to shake your head. “No. Keep going.” You say between heavy breaths.

He keeps going at a steady but rough pace. Each thrust feeling better and better. His head lowers to your neck, making out with your skin as your fingernails dig deep enough into his back to draw blood. Both being too lost in the moment, neither of you heard the door open in the other room.

Unexpectedly, the door to the betting shop swings open. You gasp, Michael immediately pulling out of you. “Christ. What have I told you two about having sex in here?” Polly shakes her head, oblivious as she walks past you to grab some papers from a cupboard. As Michael fixes his clothes, you jump down from the desk to pull your dress down.

“Oh, Michael.” John imitates your moans as he walks in with Arthur.

“Fuck, oh my god.” Arthur teases too.

Michael rolls his eyes as you blush with embarrassment. “The whole bloody street could hear you.” John laughs with his brother. “Alright.” Michael gets frustrated. He could see how embarrassed you were.

“He’s right. We heard you from a mile away.” Polly joins in, only she’s not laughing. She’s most likely serious. “Mum.” Michael glares at his mother to tell her to shut up. “What? Aww are we embarrassing your lady?” John grins, stepping closer to pinch your cheek. You swat his hand away. “Trust me. If you want a good time, I can do better than him.” John jokes, caressing your cheek. Arthur snickers.

“John. Shut up. Right, you two, clean up your mess. Tommy will be here in ten minutes.” Polly says after finding what she was looking for. She points at the two of you before she leaves with John and Arthur following behind her. Your cheeks are still red with embarrassment. “Cocky bastard.” Michael mumbles about his cousin.

“Don’t worry. John is the last person I’d go for if I weren’t with you.” You step closer to your boyfriend, pulling him into a hug as your chin rests on his chest, looking up at him. He grins looking down at you, putting his hands on your head to brush your hair out of your face. “I feel sorry for Esme.” Michael chuckles, making you giggle, too.

You’re both fast to clean up the mess you made. Michael picks up the piles of books and paper he swiped off the desk from the floor. You rearrange the tables you moved while in the moment. All ten minutes went by. You jump when the betting shop doors open again. This time, John, Arthur and Polly are joined alongside Tommy. Oh, Finn and Ada are here, too.

Tommy stops for a moment before walking past you. “It smells of sex in here.” He comments. John and Arthur snicker like schoolchildren. “I wonder why.” Polly widens her eyes at the two of you. “Michael. Family meeting. Come on.” Tommy calls him to the next room as everyone follows. “I’ll see you later.” You say to your boyfriend, standing on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek. “Love you.” He says.

“Oh, I’ll see you later for round two, Michael.” John teases from the next room, imitating your pornographic moans again. You shake your head. You have to admit, it’s quite funny. Michael walks to the next room as you leave the house. You hear a smack and an “Ow!” From John before you exit. Michael hit him. It made you laugh. You go home and think about your boyfriend for the rest of the day. Round two doesn’t sound too bad, actually.

#peaky blinders #michael gray x y/n #michael gray x reader #michael gray smut #michael gray #michael peaky blinders #peaky blinders smut #peaky blinders imagine #peaky blinder fanfic #polly gray #john shelby #arthur shelby #finn shelby #ada shelby #tommy shelby

[cilliansdove]

TOUCH ME || tommy shelby oneshot

pairings : tommy shelby x fem!reader

warnings : smut

rating : 18+

summary : Y/n can’t sleep. Only the touch of her beloved will set her to sleep.

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Twisting and turning in her sleep, Y/n woke in a hot sweat. Her forehead felt like it was on fire and she pulled the duvet straight off of her.

Her naked body spread out on the mattress trying to get some cool air too it.

She huffed out in annoyance. There was a clear throbbing coming from her heat, “Explains why I’m so hot,” Y/n said to herself.

Beside her, Tommy was flat out. He didn’t get much sleep these days, which was why she wouldn’t wake him just to fulfil her needs. It would be selfish of her.

Y/n began to trace her sore breasts, swirling her fingers around the hard nubs. Whilst one hand stayed there, the other trailed down her body until it reached the bottom of her abdomen.

Trying to be quiet, she sucked on two of her fingers and then brought them back down to where she needed them.

She felt around her clit, in a way to dampen herself up, but it wasn’t working.

“Fuck sakes,” she groaned out.

Thinking of what to do, she just continued to rub her clit and squeeze her breast whilst thinking of the most dirty things Tommy would do to her.

“Ohhh…Tommyy-” she whined, but silenced it by covering her mouth. Internally, Y/n was panicking as it was quite loud.

Feeling herself get wet, Y/n brought her fingers closer to her hole, clenching around nothing.

To release her built up tension, she plunged her fingers knuckle deep into her gaping hole, moaning out quietly.

“Please, Tom,” she whimpered, knowing he wouldn’t answer, “Please, please, please touch me. Please touch me, oh my god!”

She was completely shocked that she hadn’t woken her husband up yet.

Tommy groaned as he began to wake up. The fuck is all the noise?

Turning his head around to look at Y/n, he saw her covered in a layer of sweat, attempting to pleasure herself whilst calling out for him.

The head of his cock throbbed for her at the sight. Fuck.

“Tommy-”

“Yes, Y/n?” He smirked.

Y/n pulled her fingers out quickly and sat up straighter. She had never been so embarrassed even though she was in the presence of her husband.

Tommy brushed her thigh in comfort, “Why didn’t you wake me up, Love? You know I would’ve helped you out.”

“I-I dunno, Tom,” she started, “You haven’t slept properly in ages and I thought It’d be selfish of me to wake you for my own desires.”

“I’ve done that to you, have I not?”

Y/n nodded her head, “But that was different,” she couldn’t help but argue back.

“How?”

“I get good sleep all the time. I wouldn’t bat an eye on missing one night of sleep to help you out, Tom.”

Tommy motioned for Y/n to cuddle into him. She did so, and rested her head on his shoulder as her fingers drew lines on his chest.

“I understand, Love. But I rarely get sleep these days. Helping you feel better would probably help me sleep…as long as I know you’re okay and well,” he kissed the top of Y/n’s head.

“You’re all that matters to me, Y/n. I’ve never loved someone as much as I do, you. You’re kind, compassionate. You care for others even if they don’t care as much for you. You’re selfless and I’ll forever love you for it. But I’m asking you. Put yourself first. Just for once.”

His words warmed her heart and she could’ve sworn his heart beat a tad faster than normal.

“Alright, Tom.” She agreed.

“Tell me what you want,” he whispered.

She looked up at him, lust clouding her vision, “You.”

That was all she needed to say for Tommy to flip them both. His lips clashed with Y/n’s in a hungry kiss.

She ignored him of passage to her tongue and he grunted. Y/n couldn’t help but give in, and his tongue invaded into her mouth so perfectly.

He was perfect.

Tommy’s hands were trailing further and further down her naked body but one came back up to rest on her breast.

“Touch me, Tom,” Y/n begged, “please. I’ve gone an hour without release, I am begging you plea-” Tommy’s fingers curled into her swiftly, causing Y/n to moan out, “Ohh, fuck that feels so good.”

He smiled as he watched his wife whimper and moan at his actions. It made him feel smug. He had her all to himself. How lucky.

The rise of his hard-on, became prominent and there was no hiding it.

His wife was clenching every few seconds, “You’re close.”

She hummed in response and her hips thrusted upwards in attempt to release her tension but just as she was on the edge…he pulled away.

Y/n gasped at him in fury, “Thomas! You can’t do that!”

“Can. And just did.”

She stared at him whilst trying to catch her breath. The duvet had completely fallen off of the bed, leaving Tommy’s hard-on clear to see.

“Want a hand?” Y/n offered.

“Rather your mouth,” Tommy smirked.

Complying with his request, Y/n got Tommy to lay against the pillows so she could rest her hands on his thighs.

She swivelled the hair from her face and knelt so she was face to face with his cock.

Her finger traced the drooling head, slowly. Tommy practically whimpered at her. For her.

Ducking her head down, Y/n brought her lips to his head, and started working her hands to pump him.

In response, Tommy had thrown his head back, panting, “Oh, that’s it, Love,” he praised, “Just like that, fuck!”

Y/n smiled and sucked on his head. Removing her hand she gagged around his length as her mouth moved further and further down his long and throbbing length.

She felt hands on the top of her head, pushing her down even further.

As the air began to leave her, Y/n tapped Tommy’s thighs and he let go immediately.

“Holy fuck, Y/n. You got a good mouth on you, baby. But I really need you to sit on me.”

Y/n whined and crawled up to hover above his cock.

Grabbing it gently, she rubbed it through her soaking folds, before sinking down on his length slowly, “Tom, ohh, Tom- it- feels…ohh!” Y/n moaned.

As she bounced on his cock, Tommy stroked the fair falling into her face.

The both of them had a beautiful glow on them. Both from the light, and the sweat they were making.

For Tommy, the pace was too slow. Deciding to take control, he flipped them both again to thrust in and out of her in missionary.

Tommy picked up Y/n’s legs to rest on her shoulders and bent them so he could fold down into her.

His lips met hers in a sloppy kiss, so hard to make one full kiss as Y/n was drowning in his hold.

“Fuck, Y/n/n. I’m so close, Love,” Tommy said out of breath.

Bringing a hand down to her clit, Tommy rubbed fast circles around it in hopes they would cum together.

“C’mon, Love. Come with me, please,” he begged.

Y/n never heard Tommy speak in ways like this. Although, in bed, he was a completely different person. But she loved it. And she loved him.

As her walls started to clench, Y/n’s head tipped into the side of the pillow and her hands scrunched at the ends of Tommy’s hair.

Her legs were falling and shaking, with one last thrust, she came.

“Fuckkk!”

Tommy continued to thrust into his beloved, chasing his own orgasm, “Jesus Christ, Y/n, I’m gonna come…fuck!”

Within a few quick thrusts, he came inside Y/n. His hot spurts flowing through her.

Restless, he let go of her legs and they shook against the mattress. Tommy leant all of his weight on Y/n, and tucked his face into her neck.

“Thank you, Tom,” Y/n whispered, “I love you.”

She tangled her hands into his hair, stroking it soothingly.

“I love you too, doll, “Tommy lifted his head from her neck, “But I think I should clean you up now, Love, hmm?”

She smiled at him and gazed lovingly at Tommy, “Please,” she replied.

Tommy lifted himself up off of her, and from the bathroom, brought back a wet cloth.

Sitting his beautiful wife up, he spread her legs to wipe her clean, “You okay, ay?” Tommy checked.

“Mhm, I’m just tired.”

“Tired you out, did I,” Tommy laughed slightly.

Y/n picked up one of Tommy’s hands and fitted her fingers between his, “Maybe,” she shrugged.

Tommy had finished cleaning her up, but took a minute just to look at her. He couldn’t believe how lucky he was to marry someone like her. Couldn’t believe it at all.

“I’ll turn the lights out in a minute. Try get some rest, Y/n/n,” Tommy tilted his head to try convince her. However, by now, she didn’t need much convincing.

“Okay, thank you, baby,” Y/n accepted.

“Always,” he bent over to kiss her still damp forehead, “Get some rest and I’ll be up in a bit, yeah?”

Y/n just nodded her head, too tired to reply in words.

Tommy stayed true to his words. After going downstairs for a glass of water and a few cigarettes, he came back up.

What he found was his wife spread out over the entire bed, with her messy hair, snoring softly.

Gently tucking her into her side of the bed, Tommy joined her, and held her into him. Just how he liked it. Just how she liked it.

Within minutes, both now, were sleeping. In the dead of night. When all was quiet. And their hands held.

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[witchthewriter]

𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐛𝐲'𝐬 𝐬/𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!  

a/n: trigger warnings for drugs, mental illness, smoking. The show is pretty dark so the themes are hard to ignore

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ    

ESFP

Hufflepuff

Chaotic Neutral

Leo Sun, Pisces Moon, Aries Rising

SFW🌿

・ Arthur would do well with a partner that is gentle and kind. Someone who doesn’t tell him to ‘man up and soldier on.’ 

・Because of his PTSD, and the impact it has on him in his everyday life. Tommy, who he goes to for support, is very rough with him. With mental illness, forcing yourself to ‘toughen up’ rarely helps. So Tommy’s advice falls short most of the time. 

・As his significant other, you are tender with him. Knowing mental illness yourself (maybe you have your own battles with it, or a family/friend has and you’ve helped them etc,) you aren’t the person to shut down his feelings. 

・You listen. You’re open, warm, and gentle.  

・In front of the fireplace, you settle him down. Taking his mind out of the battle and focusing it on something in the here and now. 

・Tracing all of his freckles; it makes him shiver 

・Arthur’s pet names for you are ‘love,’ ‘sweetheart,’ ‘beautiful,’ ‘gorgeous.’

・Lighting each other’s cigars

・At first he didn’t want you near the business, he saw what it does to him and was scared that you would get hurt. But you have smarts and talents that Tommy sometimes needs. 

・Telling you about his childhood. About the shenanigans, he and his brothers would get up to. 

・You guys would definitely drink together, getting tipsy in your townhouse. Giggling on the floor while Arthur imitates Tommy 

・You know about him and snow. Somedays you partake in it yourself. But because of your emotional support with his PTSD and other grievances - he doesn’t use it that much

・Proudly tells people that he’s going to marry you soon. 

・He has a lot of energy, kind of like a golden retriever. And so you bought a puppy that he could chase around. 

・He loves making cups of tea for you, but usually spills the hot water on himself and you can hear him swearing from the kitchen

・Arthur tries his best to be romantic, but he’s really grateful for everything you do

・Being really good friends with Ada. You have similar opinions and love literature. I can see you working together on something 

・You don’t really like Tommy. You respect him, but you don’t necessarily like him. 

・John is always fun to be around

・And you absolutely adore Esme

・Polly is very intimidating but she knew you’d be a great match for Arthur so she thinks of you as family

Relationship Tropes: 

 ‘I Don’t Deserve You’ + ‘I Love You No Matter What’

Looks Tough, Is A Softie + Looks Like A Softie, Is Tough

‘I May Look Like The Boss, But I’m Not’ (Arthur) + ‘I’m The Motherf*cking Boss’ (You)

NSFW🔞minors dni!

・ 50% dom 50% sub

・ He would like you to take control; show that you desire him and want him. Arthur would love you to push him down on the bed, and strip him naked

・He loves it when you bite on his earlobe and yank 

・Arthur definitely has a mummy kink 

・And I think Arthur would think that sex should be serious. But because of your personality and how you’ve opened his mind, sex becomes something more fun and pleasurable. Rather than critical. 

・Likes it when you wear nothing but his tie... it drives him wild

・Arthur likes to smell you - your hair, your neck. He leaves bites along your collarbone 

・Oh and he is loud. With moaning, groaning and yelling your name. He doesn’t care who hears - just as long as they don’t see. 

・He likes others to know you’re his, and he’ll leave hickeys on your neck. But you usually cover it with makeup or a scarf. 

・He loves bathing together; getting in a hot bath and washing each other’s bodies. It usually leads to sex, or just cockwarming

・And he loves cockwarming ... 

   “Can we do the thing where I-”

“Yes love,” and you move your panties to the side while he pushes his cock inside you. 

・He loves head. It’s what he thinks about most of the day. 

・Arthur will try and reciprocate but he would need a lot of practice. But he’s willing to learn. 

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[serendipitiashelby]

Serendipitia | Thomas Shelby fanfic MOODBOARD

SINOPSE No período do pós-guerra, Noemi Stein retorna à Birmingham, onde retoma seu elo com Ada Shelby, também sua aliada política no perigoso movimento sufragista. Compartilhando um pequeno sobrado pelas apertadas ruelas de Small Heath, passam a planejar a abertura da primeira livraria da região. Entre ideias eufóricas (e necessidade de dinheiro para financiar o imóvel), Ada leva Noemi a uma grande festividade da família Shelby. É ali que Noemi conhece, pelo encanto dos encontros fortuitos e inesperados,

onde, pelo poder da serendipidade, encontraria aquele que

um amor que nunca estaria escrito nos livros da futura livraria. Er

LEIA NO WATTPAD

MOODBOARD

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[peakywitch]

Know-It-All - Michael Gray

TW: very little plot after the straight up porn part that you'll find at the very beginning. Mature language, explicit content, dom!michael - If you are not 18 you read under your OWN responsability, i am no one to tell you what you can or can't do. Also, FREE OF SPOILERS! She/her pronouns.

A/N: 416 words. I needed to get this out of my brain, so enjoy the small thing.

MASTERLIST

It wasn’t up and down. It was a swift sway, where every single movement sent shivers that made my body react to his almost uncontrollably. And I mean almost, because his hands kept me steady, and feeling the soft yet deadly grip he had on my hips and the words that left his mouth reminded me how much I wanted to keep going. “Fuck,” he whined while throwing his head back and hardening his grip. He breathed in and sat straight again, his eyes met mine. “You look so good right now. Such a little, desperate girl. Who knew you were this desperate, huh?” he smiled “If I had known, I would have fucked you the minute I found out. But, you are here now” he said between heavy breaths, “, yeah, you are here. Cockdrunk, almost dumb…” as he spoke, he moved a strand of hair from my face, and placed it behind my ear. I couldn’t form a single word, the necessity or release had taken over my body and mind. I was always an insecure girl, about my height, my body, my arms, my legs… and none of that existed at that moment. The only thought in my mind was a constant reassurance of how good he felt inside of me, and the only two sounds my body could produce were: my moans and the raw sounds of him now fucking me bloody dumb. “Not only are you absolutely desperate, but you are also the most gorgeous girl ever, and there’s no one else I would rather fuck-” his statement got interrupted by a laugh. Oh, he noticed. “You liked it, hhm? Me, calling you gorgeous?” His laugh made his whole body vibrate, and I moaned involuntarily.

“Y/N?” he asked, “Y/N, what do you think?” Goosebumps travelled through my body, and as I looked up, I saw various pairs of eyes staring at me, waiting for an answer. “Sorry, I-I am… uh… what was the question?” I shifted in my chair, trying to find a comfortable position, one that would allow me to ignore how my body was reacting to the memory from the night before. “I want to know what you think about the way the business is going to be done,” Tommy spoke while trying to decipher where my mind was. “Right, the business. Yeah, as long as we stay legal.” Polly left out a breathy laugh, and I looked around the room, everyone was staring at Tommy, but Michael. Michael was staring at me, eyes knowing everything, and a promising smile.

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[peaky1wh0re]

Finn Shelby × reader fanfic on Wattpad coming soon!!

Hey, I'm gonna be writing a Finn Shelby × reader fanfic on Wattpad since he's very underrated and I wanted to write something hahaha

My user is Hermione1500 (cringe I know haha)

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[call-sign-shark]

The Month of Sin

Hey loves,

Something is in the air, can you smell it? October is approaching and what's the best way to celebrate my favorite month with the unleashing of your wildest Peaky Blinders fantasies? This combined with the fact I'd like to train my smut skills resulted in the idea of hosting a kinktober event dedicated to our lovely Peaky Blinders' characters. For the event, I'll be opening my requests.

How to Make a Request:

Send me the name of the character + the prompt in my ask box and I'll write a reader insert for you. I write for all the characters except the creeps like Mosley or Hughes. Also, I know y'all love Tommy and I'll write for him but please, try to give some love to the other characters too. :)

Ideas: Tommy, Arthur, John, Polly, Ada, Michael, Finn, Bonnie, Isaiah, Alfie, Aberama, May, Heaven etc. I also accept OC x Canon so if you wanna send me a request featuring your OC's favorite pairing, feel free.

Rules:

This is mainly smut but if you're really uncomfortable with it and still want me to write something for you, add (vanilla) to your request.

No date limitation. You can ask for any number no matter the date.

There is no limitation on requests one person can ask. Anons are welcome.

One character per prompt. Prompts are listed below.

Prompts list:

1 - Breathe with Tommy 2 - Cut with Alfie 3 - Marked with Finn 4 - After Care with Finn / A Peaky Lady 5 - Rope Bunny with Arthur 6 - Drunk with Tommy 7 - Blindfold with John / Aberama 8 - Creampie with John or Author's choice 9 - Praise with Bonnie 10 - Size with Alfie/ Luca 11 - Power with Michael 12 - Oral with Bonnie 13 - Breeding with Alfie 14 - Blood with Tommy 15 - Tamed with Arthur 16 - Denial with Tommy 17 - Daddy with Michael / Alfie / Aberama / Arthur 18 - Public with John 19 - Threesome with Tommy and Author's choice 20 - Leash & Collar with Arthur and Heaven 21 - Knife with Isaiah 22 - Strip with John 23 - Overstimulation with Tommy 24 - Car with Tommy 25 - Punishment with John 26 - Worship with Changretta and Eva 27 - Begging with Tommy 28 - Corruption with Arthur 29 - Blasphemy with Arthur 30 - Age Gap (surprise dark!fic) with the three brothers

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[shelbyssins]

Hi! My name's Rosie and I'm obviously new to writing for Peaky Blinders and the fandom in general (though I've been a fan of the show for a long time). This blog is purely for writing Peaky Blinders fics, mostly Shelbys x Reader but I'm open to anything by request! I'll be posting regularly for your enjoyment so please feel free to request any type of fic you like and I'll write it as quick as possibly for you while also uploading my own ideas! So please stick around and have a look at my work, please give me as many fic requests as you like and I'll get started on them straight away, smut, angst, fluff, anything you can imagine I'll write! Thanks!

-Rosie

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[red-write-hand]

y'all...what if...peaky blinders high school au...and i...accidentally add my OC...maybe not...but uh...that sounds fun, right?

@birminghamshelbyboys

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[warnersister]

“Your Lethal Hand” Michael Gray x Reader

Michael Gray x Reader, Thomas Shelby x Reader(platonic)

Extremely sad ending.

You looked up at Thomas Shelby from where you were sprawled on the ground. The man you’d once called a friend; a brother. Your cousin in law after your engagement and eventual conjoining in a holy matrimonial ceremony to his cousin Michael. The man that walked you down the aisle.

You couldn’t breathe. Your chest was constricted, trachea suffocating in shallow breaths as you drowned in the salty sadness of your own tears. The world around you was the way it was before you’d met Michael - a constant bleak midwinter. Cold and grey. Shallow and painful. He’d introduced you to a magnificent make-believe that romanticised every crack and crevice and every misfortune divot of imperfections in this world into something incredulously beautiful.

Michael had shown you how to live. He’d taught you to breathe after removing that metaphorical bag you had constricted around your own head in a suicidal fashion. He’d treated you like the princess your parents refused to humour as a child and would dress you up in lavishly expensive gowns and insist on doing your hair for you - to be paraded as his and only his. He’d encouraged you to run before you could crawl and goodness did you sprint. He’d taught you who you belonged to, who you were, your reason for living, he’d introduced you to yourself and for once in life you felt free.

“No one close to you makes a choice without your opinion, Tom.”

“You selfish bastard” you’d breathed out between desperate breaths.

“Not Arthur, not me, not Ada.”

“You satanic monster” your eyes were sore now from the chlorine-like waters that pooled in the overflowing viaducts of your eyelids.

“We can’t escape you!”

“I can’t live without him Thomas.” Your heard lunged out of your chest. “You killed my husband”

“Your lethal hand is always on our shoulders”

“He was my reason to live and you took him away from me for some stupid fucking Vendetta” you clawed at nothing.

“Give me the gun, Thomas.” You say and he calmly hands his pistol to you, now unarmed himself as he felt he owed you this much. You had done nothing wrong. You were mourning.

“Killing me isn’t the answer yn” you shook your head “you and I have been friends since you punched that lad for pulling my hair when I was befriending Finn” you say. “And when I met Michael and you introduced us. You weren’t like that then. Your eyes sparkled and you picked me up and spun me around when we announced our engagement.” The gun rattled in my shaky hands, hardly able to focus on the man before me through blurry vision.

“You walked me down the aisle, kissed my cheek, gave me away and cried. We got married in your house for goodness sake.” I shout, and he remained quiet. “It’s gone on long enough. John, Polly, Michael, Grace, the Italians; the Mafia, the Peaky Blinders.” I exhale calmly. “It’s all that ever mattered to you. Not your aunt. Not your brothers. Not your cousins. Not your wife. Nothing but business.” He looks down at his feet.

“Don’t you dare look away from me.” I seethe. “I understood, for our sake. It’s the family business for crying out loud. But Michael was the only thing I had in this world and my own brother from no blood took him away from me. I loved you Tommy.” I said, lip quivering. “Yn, I understand-”

“Bury me with Michael.” You say, turning the gun on yourself as the bullet accurately punctured the space between your eyes and you collapsed forwards, Thomas catching your lifeless body as you bled onto him. He screamed in pain, looking at the woman he called a sister as a tear ran down his cheek.

“I’ll bury you with him.” He slid down the wall, looking at the red brains dripping down the adjacent one. “A lovely plot near the tree we used to swing on.”

“I’m sorry yn.”

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