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We’re All Whores

Warnings: smut 😉

6am. What a stupid time to arrive at work. It’s what I get for being the book keeper at the Shelby Betting Den. Thomas Shelby is an early riser, this means we all have to be early risers.

I’d walked down Watery Lane smoking the last of my cigarette, throwing it into the gutter just outside the den. As I pushed open the door I heard voices in the main room. I smiled and spoke a ‘morning’ to Thomas, not wanting to interrupt the conversation. As I walked past I met eyes with the best looking man I’d ever seen. I broke eye contact as his eyes followed me towards my office, secretly smiling and blushing.

I pottered around the betting shop, finding the books I needed to work out the earnings for the week. I heard Tom shout my name from his office. Leaving the books behind on one of the tables, I walked over to his office.

‘Yes Tom?’ I answered at his door. ‘Will you walk Bonnie down to the Boxing gym? I’m just writing up some contracts for Mr Gold to sign and then we’ll be right behind you’ he asked. I smiled at Tom, ‘Yeah no problem, let me just get my coat’. I walked out of the room, as did Bonnie, and put my coat on.

Tom called me back to his office and as I walked towards the door he met me just outside it. ‘I see that look in your eye, don’t do what I think you’re going to do. You’re not a Whore’ he said to me. I smirked, ‘I’m not a whore if I do it for free’. I turned to walk away.

He says these things to try and protect me. However, I’m just a neighbour’s daughter that he decided to employ. He couldn’t really tell me what to do.

I caught up to Bonnie at the front door. ‘So you’re a boxer?’ I asked as we began to walk down the street. ‘Some would say, yes’ he said, being extremely vague. It made me extremely intrigued.

We got to know each other on the walk to the gym. As we arrived, I pointed him towards the changing rooms and hung around until Tom turned up with Mr Gold.

About an hour later, Bonnie was about to get into the ring to apparently show Tom what he was like as a fighter. The fight begun and both myself and Tom were confused as Bonnie wasn’t even trying.

Arthur turned up part way through the fight. I saw Tom whisper something to Mr Gold, after this he spoke. ‘Go on then Bon, finish it’. After this was said Bonnie floored the man he was fighting within seconds. He turned to face Tommy, as he did he made eye contact with me and gave me a wink.

Now I wasn’t focused on watching him fight. I took in Bonnie’s appearance. You wouldn’t think he had the build that he does but his arms are unreal. No wonder being a boxer, I stared at his arms and chest. Letting my mind wonder, probably to places that it shouldn’t have gone.

I noticed Bonnie jumping out of the ring whilst Tommy and Mr Gold shake hands. Clearly whatever the plan is, it’s going well.

As Bonnie walked through to the changing rooms, he turned back and beckoned me to follow him. Curiosity took over and I followed him, a nervous pit in my stomach.

As I rounded the corner, I was pulled by my waist and pushed against the wall. ‘What was that about you being a whore?’ Bonnie questioned. I giggled and held onto his arms, ‘only for you if that’s something you want’. After I said this he kissed me, desperately.

I let my hands travel down to the waist band of his shorts. He pulled away and stared me in the eyes, ‘you’re too pretty to be treated like a whore’. His words made me blush. ‘But what if I want to be treated like one’, I stared at him as I licked my lips. ‘Best give the princess what she wants’, he pulled me in for a kiss again.

As quickly as the sweet kiss started, it ended. Bonnie turned me around to face the wall, grinding his cock against me. He quickly pulled my skirt up to bunch around my waist. Quickly making use of his fingers by pulling aside my underwear and running his fingers over my clit. I moaned out. ‘Fucking hell love, dirty whore this wet for me?’ He carried on toying with me as he slid one finger in me. I whined and grabbed onto his arm that was holding my skirt.

‘Is this from watching me fight? Do you like watching me like that?’ He egged on. I moaned in reply. Moaning his name, begging for more. He slid another finger in me. ‘Are you going to cum?’ He whispers in my ear. ‘Yes, don’t stop please’ I whine out. ‘Fucking good girl, cumming on my fingers not even one day after you’ve met me’ his speed picks up.

I start to shake and grind back into his hand. I squeeze his arm as he leans round to pull me into another kiss. ‘You look so good like that, definitely won’t be the last time I make you do that’ he says as he gives my pussy a light slap.

I feel so tired as he keeps me up against the wall. He turns me round so my back is against the wall. ‘Are you gonna treat me right?’ He asks. I knew what he wanted as soon as he asked the question.

I bent down on my knees as he slowly runs his fingers through my hair. I pull at the waist band of his shorts until they finally come down. His cock stands up, bigger than I thought it would be. I smile as I look up at him. Grabbing hold of the base of his cock and licking a strip from base to tip. I slowly ease him into my mouth and he starts to guide my head back and forth.

He holds my head in place every so often so I’m practically swallowing his whole cock. ‘So good’ he whispers multiple times. He holds my head in place again as he slowly grinds, forcing his cock in and out of my mouth. I moan as I grip his thighs, letting him do what he wants to me. ‘Look so pretty, letting me use you’, he praises.

He slowly pulls his cock out of my mouth as I catch my breath. ‘You’re doing so good for me’ he praises as he helps me up. He walks me over to one of the tables in the room. Slowly undressing me, giving each body part a kiss as he removes my clothes. He guides my legs so they’re round his waist. He takes a hold of his cock as he rubs it up and down my clit, causing me to moan. He edges it into me and I can feel him stretch me open.

I grab one of his hands from my waist as I lie back on the table, opening up a different angle for him that felt so good. I took his hand and guided it to hold my throat. He took the hint and started to tighten his hand, a boxers grip has no limits. His other hand toying with my clit, pushing me over the edge. A tear runs down the side of my face as I moan out. He picks up the pace to push me over the edge as I scratch at his arm.

He carries on circling my clit as he pulls out of me, easing me down from my high. His hand comes off my throat as I catch my breath and he cums all over my stomach. As he comes down from our highs, he runs his hand up my thighs. Every so often giving my clit a light touch, loving the hold he has over me. I perch myself up on my elbows, seeing the mess he’s made.

I run my fingers over my stomach and bring them up to my mouth. Bonnie admires me in awe. He leans down to kiss me, ‘definitely my whore now’.

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Closer Than You Think

Warnings: smut

I’m back from the dead x

Myself and Finn had a strange relationship. I’m a close friend to the Shelby family. My Father passed away during the war and ever since my Mother has only come home to sort herself out and then disappear again to do God knows what.

I found comfort in my neighbours. Especially Polly Gray. She taught me about her spiritual ways when I was most down and introduced me to the three eldest of the Shelby boys when they came home from the war.

I’d say Finn and I have always been friends but now I’m involved in the Shelby business as Tommy’s secretary, we bypass each other with a simple ‘Hi’ and carry on.

I’ll admit, I’ve always had an infatuation with Finn. As he grew older and basically grew into his Peaky hat, he could command a room with just his eyes.

Even though I’m usually Tommy’s secretary, today I’m acting as Finn’s as Tommy says he could use a hand organising the mounds of documents in his office.

He was currently reading through a pile of papers I’d asked him to sort through to see if they were rubbish or not. ‘What are you doing for lunch?’ He spoke into the quiet room. Stood near the window wiping the dust off a cabinet I had cleared I replied, ‘I’m not sure, might just see what Polly’s doing’. He hummed to himself as I asked him what he was doing for lunch. ‘I’ve got a whore on the way, she shouldn’t be long’ he replied bluntly.

I rolled my eyes trying to think of any reason this man would need to pay for sex. I don’t think he realises half of Small Heath are drooling over him, including myself. I was preparing to excuse myself as I didn’t want to be in the room when she arrived. Movement outside the window caught my eye. ‘Is your whore Chinese?’ I asked. ‘I think so, why?’ He got up and walked to the window. ‘She’s just put a knife in her pocket, this is why you shouldn’t pay for random girls to service you’, I stared at him.

He rubbed his nose, ‘oh yeah and where exactly am I meant to find better?’ He was staring down at me. ‘Closer than you think’, I toyed with him. He walked towards the door, thinking I’d done something wrong I carried on sorting my things to leave for lunch. I heard Finn open the door and shout down the hall to Isiah, ‘send that whore away will you’. Isiah shouted back confirmation of some sort.

Finn walked back over to me and pulled me into a kiss. My hands went straight to his chest as the kiss continued. He walked us back to the wall behind us. ‘You should’ve said something sooner’ he said to me. We stared at each other, ‘what do you mean?’ I questioned as I caught my breath. ‘I’ve been wasting my money on random girls when I could’ve been treating you like a queen’ he replied.

He pulled me into another kiss as he picked me up and walked us over to his desk. He moved things out of the way, making it obvious that he was trying to keep things organised as to not reverse all the work I did in the morning. I giggled as he pulled me to sit on his desk. ‘Correct me if I’m wrong but you’ve never?’ He left his question open ended. I blushed as I hid my face in his shoulder, ‘nobody seemed worth it’, I replied. You could tell his ego was soaking in the fact that that meant that he was worth it.

I wore a dress that hugged my waist and fell down to my knees. As he pulled me into another kiss, his hands ran from my waist and down my thighs. He began to push my skirt up to my waist, he made eye contact with me as I nodded for him to carry on. I felt his fingers brush against the cotton of my underwear, letting out a whine as the ache left me wanting more.

I felt his fingers push my underwear to the side as his hand cupped behind my knee to pull my leg up round his waist. His fingers brushed my clit as he pulled me into another kiss, being in complete control of the current moment. He pulled away from the kiss, our foreheads still touching ‘you’re unreal’ he whispered. I let out a moan, pushing myself closer to his hand.

He abruptly pulled his hand away, pulling a whine from my mouth. ‘Be patient’, he toyed with me. His hands began to pull the zipper down at the back of my dress. As I pulled the dress off my shoulders, my hands then began to unbutton his shirt. His jacket discarded early this morning. My hands slid down his chest beginning to unbuckle his belt. He pushes my hands away, ‘I’m not done with you yet’, he smirks.

He lifts me up to pull the dress from my waist, shoes discarded at the same time. He places his hand on my stomach and pushes me to lie back on the desk. He bends to kiss my stomach as my fingers tangle in his hair. His fingers reach to pull my underwear down and then undo my bra. He looks down at me as I look up at him, both admiring what we see.

He sits in the chair infront of his desk and leans forward so his tongue can work its way over my clit. My hands fly back to his hair as I moan and curve my back away from the desk. He flicks his tongue back and forth as I feel the pressure building in my stomach. I feel his fingers brush up my leg to join his tongue as he pushes one finger inside of me. I could cry at how good it feels. I moan his name as I pull on his hair.

He pulls away from my clit and kisses my thigh as he pushes two fingers in me. I could feel the pain but the pleasure took over. My hand reached behind my head as I held onto the edge of the desk. I moaned out into the room as Finn watched his fingers push in and out. I needed to feel more so my hand wanders down and starts to play with my clit. ‘Fucking hell’ I hear him whisper.

I make eye contact with him as he begins to lean over and pull me into a heated kiss. One hand holds the back of his head as the other scratches at his shoulder. His thumb plays with my clit as his fingers pick up the pace. Pushing me over the edge as I start to convulse on the desk in front of him. I let out a string of curse words whilst moaning his name. He continues kissing me as my high comes and goes.

He circles my clit slowly, watching me react as he stares into my eyes. He kisses my cheek, my shoulder, my neck. ‘Come on, lunch was over 15 minutes ago.’ He whispers in my ear. I roll my eyes at him as I tried to get myself ready again. He helps me where he can and I go back to my temporary desk in the corner of his room.

We sorted a few more papers out before Tommy and Arthur were bursting through the door telling us a man had sent a whore to kill Finn. We both laugh and explain he’s fine. Tommy looks at both of us, ‘I left you two alone for less than 24 hours and this is what you do’. He walks out with Arthur.

Part 2 anyone?

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Show Me What You’ve Got// John Shelby

‘Away at War’ Part 2

Summary: After being proposed to y/n is afraid John only wants her to be a mother to his kids

Warning: NSFW⚠️

I’d managed to get the kids to bed early. After many strategically timed races to the end of the road, they all ended up very tired. Tired enough to wolf down their food and go straight to bed.

I checked the clock. 18:30. Half an hour until John comes home. Yes home. I’d finally moved into his house. Seen as we knew we’d marry soon we didn’t see a problem with it.

I’d already had a bath. I put my hair into a messy bun because I know John likes it like that. I’d worn my black stockings and paired them with black lace underwear. I’d placed my black slip over myself. A nice little surprise for John.

We still hadn’t had sex. I didn’t expect us to and didn’t want to rush. However, I think John’s been very apprehensive around me. So I decided tonight’s the night. Leading up to now I’d had the thought in my head that John was only marrying me because of my relationship with his kids. So, I’m going to prove him wrong.

I heard the door open and footsteps down the hallway. I’d been finishing drying the pots whilst staring out the window in the kitchen. ‘Fucking hell’ I heard John mutter. I turned round as he was taking his coat off and placing it over the back of one of the dining table chairs. A pet peeve of mine.

‘Hello’, I smiled at him, ‘go into the living room. I’ve put the fire on. I’ll bring your whiskey in when I’m done’. He whistled as he walked through and sat down. I put down the plate that I was drying and got a whiskey glass out of the cupboard. I filled it up a little more than I normally would.

I walked through to living room and gave him the whiskey as I saw him look me up and down. ‘The kids are in bed’ I said to him as I sat next to him. ‘What’s all this for?’ He asked, ignoring me. ‘What’s all what for?’ I replied, faking confusion. He rubbed my expose thigh, ‘you know what I mean’. I saw his cheeky grin.

I sighed, ‘well’. I sat on his lap and heard his breath catch. He placed his glass on the side table as he ran his hands from my waist to my thighs. ‘I can’t help but feel that you’re only marrying me for the benefit of your kids’, he went to interrupt me but I shushed him and carried on, ‘and as your wife-to-be I want to show you what I have to offer’. I looked in his eyes then leant down to his ear, ‘that benefits you more than anyone’, I whispered.

I pulled him in for a kiss. We’d shared many kisses since he proposed but none as passionate and desperate as this one. As we kissed I undid the buttons on his waist coat. He pulled it off his shoulders, continuing the kiss. Neither of us wanted to pull away. His tie was discarded and shirt buttons undone. His shirt was then thrown across the room.

We pulled away as I stood up. I grabbed the hem of my slip and pulled it over my head. His hands came to his face as he rubbed it in disbelief. ‘What did I do to deserve you, eh?’ He breathed out as he rubbed the back of my thighs. I knelt down infront of him and he caught on to what I was doing, ‘Love you don’t have to’ he reassured me. I looked him in his eyes as my hands made their way to his belt. ‘Trust me. I really fucking want to’.

He let out a breathy laugh as I removed his belt. I pulled down his pants and underwear as his length sprung up. I muttered, ‘shit’. Just the sight of him like this excited me. I kissed his lips whilst I took him in my hand and stroked him up and down. I bit his lip as I pulled away. I leant down and took him in my mouth. He moaned, which made me go wild, his hands tangled into my hair.

I took as much of him as I could in my mouth and stoked whatever couldn’t fit. I moaned on his cock as he said, ‘where’ve your been hiding this. Look at you pretty girl, sucking my cock’. I whimpered as he pulled up my chin and gave me a peck on the lips. ‘Let’s see what you can do, eh’ he muttered as he looked in my eyes.

He grabbed the back of my head and pushed my mouth down his length. He made me gag multiple times, tears streaming down my face. He finally let me stop and rest back on my knees. I rest my head on his bare thigh, trying to catch my breath. ‘I’ll have to make you do that more’ he smiled at me. I nodded my head against his thigh, ‘yes Mr Shelby’ I moaned. ‘Fuck, I like when you call me that’.

He picked me up a placed me on the furthest seat of the settee, ‘let’s give you some fun yeah?’ He says to me. ‘Please’ I whimpered to him. ‘Don’t worry Love. I’ve got you’. He slowly pulled down each one of my stockings whilst kissing my legs. He removed my bra and admired my chest. He took one nipple in my mouth. He bit it as he pinched the other. I let out a loud moan. He pulled me into another kiss, ‘don’t want to wake the kids, do we?’ He asked me. I shook my head. ‘Be quiet then. Before I make you be quiet’. I couldn’t help but smile to myself.

He kissed down my stomach and removed my underwear and sat back on his knees. He started stroking his length as he looked at me. He watched me as I brought my hand down to create some friction where I needed it most. He slapped my hand away, ‘no. That’s my job’.

I let out a moan as he leant down and licked a strip up my slit. He nipped and kissed me bringing me closer to my edge. He carried on his movements as he pushed a finger into me. I let out another moan, ‘more. Please John’, I begged. He obliged and added another finger. ‘Feel good love?’ He teased me. ‘Fuck yes, so good’, I whined.

He continued his actions and I felt the knot tightening in my stomach. ‘John I’m close’, I gasped out. His movements sped up, ‘go on then gorgeous, show me what you wanted to show me’, he coaxed me to my climax. His word worked. Very well. I moaned and ran my hands through his hair as he helped me through my high. I caught my breath. ‘Fucking gorgeous, my girl’, he leant up and kissed me. ‘Come on, let’s go up and get in the bath. My gorgeous wife.’ He laughed and so did I. ‘Ay, I’m not your wife yet’ I messed with him. ‘Can’t wait until you are, Mrs Shelby’, I smiled at this. My stomach warming.

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I Know I’m Better

Tommy Shelby

Summary: y/n and Tommy have had a hidden thing going on for months now but when Grace arrives in Small Heath y/n feels the need to claim her property

Warning: Smut Smut Smutty Smut

I was sat in the snug with the Shelby family. At first glance you’d think I was simply close with the family however, behind closed doors, Thomas had his way with me as much as he wanted.

We’d had a secret relationship going on for a couple months now. Well, not exactly a relationship more we fucked when we wanted to. I was enjoying it so far, he knew exactly what I needed and I him.

My thoughts were interrupted by John saying, ‘what made you let them sing Tom. They sound like dying cats out there’. I chuckled at him as the new barmaid walked in whilst he was talking. Tom’s eyes drifted towards hers, my eyes threw daggers at him. She left the room after pouring the Whiskey and sending a small smile Tommy’s way.

‘About time Tom’ Arthur piped up. ‘About time what?’ Tom questioned back. ‘Bout time you took yourself a woman’ Arthur and John laughed between themselves. You could see the steam coming from my ears and I could tell he was refusing to look at me.

As the hours dwindled away John left the snug to go tend to his kids and Arthur left to find himself a lady. I could tell Tommy was in his thoughts as I sauntered over to him after I downed the last of my Whiskey. He stubbed out his cigarette as he awoke from his daydream. I leant down, rested my hand behind him on the back of the chair and moved close to his ear.

‘I know I’m better Thomas. Better than her. When it’s just us in the room and we’re doing what we always do, I see the way I make you shake. The way I make you moan. The way you scream my name’, I move round so I’m staring in his eyes, ‘so you do what you like with that silly little barmaid but don’t expect me to wait around for you to come running back when you realise she can’t do anything like I can do’. I pecked his lips and walked away, swaying my hips as I knew he was watching me.

I made it to the door of the private room and I was about to grab the handle but I was pushed against the wall. ‘Are you jealous, ay?’ He muttered into my ear. I felt him run his hand down my waist and over my hips, then he begins to bunch up my skirt over my hips. ‘I know you like it when I take you over my desk, and you like it when I let you do what you like under my desk. You like it when I take you in the snug, and in the alley, and in my bed, and even in John’s bed’, I moan at the memories he’s talking about. He moves my underwear to the side and runs a finger up my slit. I whine when he takes it away. ‘But don’t forget’, he sucks on his fingers and I moan at his action, ‘I like how sweet you taste’ he brings his fingers down to my Clit again, ‘and how wet you get for me’. He slides two fingers into me with ease, ‘and how well you take me’. I moan as works his fingers inside of me, ‘so if you think that I’m going to leave a woman like you, a woman as amazing as you, for a barmaid. I’d think you were ridiculous. Now I’m going to let you leave and I will sit here and finish my drink. Then once I’ve done that I’ll leave and I expect you to be waiting on my bed for me’. He talks into my ear, tingles running down my spine. He slips his fingers out and let’s my skirt drop. He brings his fingers up to my mouth and I suck them clean. He pulls me in for a kiss, ‘go’ he says as he pulls away. I leave to go straight to his house.

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What’s That Smell?

Shelby Sister

Summary: y/n isn’t impressed with what’s said in the family meeting

We were all sat around. Me, Arthur, John, Polly and Finn. Waiting for Tommy to arrive, as per usual. ‘If we’re late, we get a bollocking. But if he’s late, it’s fine. Riddle me that’ I spoke freely into the room. As I finished my sentence the door opened. We heard multiple footsteps walk down the hall into the kitchen.

‘You’ve got to be fucking kidding me’ I exclaimed in shock. I turned to look at John, his jaw dropped further than mine. Polly’s glare was the worst I’ve seen. Arthur and Finn just sat in silence. ‘You’ve got some balls showing your face around here again Love’, Polly spoke up from behind me. ‘Alright. No need to voice your opinions. I just came to tell you something’, Tommy spoke up stepping slightly in-front of her. ‘Okay Brother. Tell us what’s going on’, Arthur encouraged. John chewed on his toothpick.

‘Me and Grace are getting married’ he spoke. Leaving the room silence. I started to sniff. Sniffing the air around me I turned to Finn, ‘What’s that smell?’ He looked at me and shrugged in confusion. ‘Oh that’s it. Bullshit!’ I exclaimed. John broke out into laughter and Arthur pushed his shoulder to tell him to shut up. ‘It’s fucking bullshit Tommy. She shot me. Do you not remember that? Or do you want to see the scar to prove it’, I said as I began to charge at Grace. ‘I’ve said I’m sorry’ she muttered from behind Tommy. ‘Fucking sorry?’ I questioned the room in bewilderment. ‘Fucking sorry. Are you alright in the head’ I screamed as I tapped my finger to my head. I felt John walk behind me and pick me up. He started to drag me out the room, ‘watch it Grace. When I get you on your own you’ve fucking had it. I’ll cut you up. Not just your eyes, your whole fucking body’ I exclaimed as John struggled to drag me away.

As he was getting me out the door I heard Polly say, ‘she’ll come around’. ‘No I fucking won’t’ I screamed through the door.

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I’ve Done It Myself

Shelby Sister

Summary: They offer to cut his eyes but there’s no need

‘Fucking Bastard’, I muttered as I stormed into the kitchen. ‘What’s up with you?’, John hollered. I completely blanked out his words. I was steaming. Steamed could physically be coming out of my ears and I wouldn’t be surprised. My Brothers knew not to bother me when I was in this mood.

I stormed passed them into the betting shop. I walked over to the side cabinet and grabbed a peaky hat with the blades sewn in. ‘What are you doing with that?’, Tommy shouted to me as I walked out the door. I didn’t reply.

I’d been with Oliver for about 6 months now. Both of us being 19 we were still young but in love. Well at least I’d been in love. I’d been out at the book shop when I heard two girls muttering in the corner. They were pointing and staring at me as they spoke. I didn’t keep my mouth shut.

‘What you gorping at?’ I said as I approached them. They trembled abit as I walked over. ‘Please don’t take offence’, one of the girl said. ‘Offence to what?’ I questioned. ‘Your boyfriend been spouting tales about you down at the Garrison’, the other informed me. ‘Tales of what?’ I questioned again. ‘About what you do for him. In an intimate setting’, she stuttered. My mouth dropped. ‘He also said you weren’t the only girl he was with’. I thanked them for telling me and stormed off.

That led to me taking a Peaky cap from my brothers’ betting den and storming to the Garrison. Meanwhile, at the house, Finn had ran into the kitchen. ‘Where’s y/n?’ He asked his brothers, out of breath. ‘She’s just stormed in and out again. Didn’t say a word’, Arthur replied. ‘What the fuck is going on?’ Tommy questioned. ‘Oliver’s been spouting tales about her in the Garrison. Really bad ones. Says everything she’s done with him. And that she’s not the only Lass he’s with’, Finn rambled out. They all stood up and started walking to the Garrison. They all had the same thought on their minds, ‘I’m gonna cut him’.

Without knowing my brothers were hot on my tail I burst through the Pub’s doors. I saw him sat there laughing with his friends. ‘Do you fucking know who I am?’ I questioned him. He looked at me smugly, ‘what are you on about?’ He let out a breath as I dragged him out the booth and pushed him to the wall. Little did I know my brothers had walked in and the pub had gone silent.

‘Fucking cheating on me’, I spat in his face, ‘fucking boasting to everyone about what I do to you’. I laugh in his face. ‘At least I could get you off’ I shouted. I grabbed the Peaky Cap from my pocket, brought the razor to his eye and cut his eye. I forced my knee into his groin then dropped him to the floor. ‘You’ll get much worse if you carry on. Don’t fucking mess with the Peaky Blinders’, I spat on him then walked away.

I saw the looks on my brothers faces, ‘don’t worry boys. I’ve already done your job’.

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Intimidating?

Finn Shelby

Summary: Whose the most intimidating?

I wouldn’t say I have the best morals. How good can the morals be of an assassin?

Normally people who want to kill others send a bullet with their name. I work differently. People from all places, of all ages and from all walks of life send me the name of the person they want dead. I name my price and we go from there.

However, I don’t send bullet. I send knives. It becomes a bit more personal. I enjoy that. I usually have wooden knives and I etch the name of whose going to be on the receiving end of it on the handle.

Recently a certain gang must have pissed off a lot of people. Why? Because I’ve had near enough hundreds of letters naming certain members of the Shelby family.

This led me to have my own house in Small Heath, Birmingham.

Normally I would’ve got the job over with by now but something intrigued me about the bunch. Simply just the amount of times their names have been mentioned to me.

I’d been watching them for weeks. They seemed like a well working team. All together, as a family. Something I always wanted. I left my family when I was 18. I never really fit in.

I’d walked into the Garrison, I knew the brothers were drinking there. I walked up to the door of the snug and knocked on the door. I heard a gruffled, ‘What?’ I walked through the door and smiled at them all. They gave me confused glances. The one with vibrant Blue eyes said, ‘who are you?’ I smirked at them, ‘I’ll explain that’.

I placed down four knives, each one with one of their names etched into the handle. ‘What the fuck is this?’ The one I knew to be Arthur grumbled. ‘I’ve received 42 of theses’, I pointed to the one with Tommy’s name on the side. ‘37 of these’, I looked up at Arthur pointing to his knife. ‘28 of these’, I stared at John. ‘And 18 of these’, I looked up at the man who could easily take my breath away.

‘And what are they?’, Thomas questioned. ‘Well, I’m surprised you don’t know who I am. But then again not many people know my face. I’m y/n y/l/n. Generally known for my murders’, I replied. ‘Holy shot’, John said. ‘So’, you looked at Tommy as he spoke and stubbed his cigarette out, ‘why are we not dead yet?’ I gave him a look as I thought of my answer, ‘well. I’m intrigued by what you do. I’ve settled into the area quite well. And I believe I could be quite the asset to you’.

I began to walk out the room, ‘I believe we should set up a meeting. I’ll be seeing you soon’. Arthur cleared his throat, ‘before you go’. I looked back at him. ‘We’ve been having this argument right’, I nodded, ‘and based of the numbers you’ve got for the knives and the look of us. Whose the most intimidating?’ They all looked at me as I eyed them, gaging my response.

I pointed to Finn and all their jaws dropped. I giggled, ‘simply just because he’s giving me a look that I can’t tell if it means he wants to kill me or fuck me right here on the table’. I grab the handle of the door and open it. I turn round one more time, ‘I prefer the latter’.

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Masterlist

Please request! It’s so easy to run out of ideas and I don’t want to bore you all if all my imagines are very similar!

Peaky Blinders

Tommy Shelby

I Know I’m Better⚠️

Arthur Shelby

I Need an Older Man⚠️

John Shelby

Away At War, Pt.2⚠️

Finn Shelby

Four Bloody Times⚠️

Intimidating?

Closer Than You Think ⚠️

Bonnie Gold

We’re All Whores ⚠️

Shelby Sister

I’ve Done It Myself

What’s That Smell?

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Four Bloody Times

Finn Shelby

Summary: Finn and y/n forgot there was a family meeting

Warning: Smut. Lots of it.

Mine and Finn’s relationship was abit complicated. Basically, we both knew we were together. We just never made it fully official. We’d grown up together. Our families very close. We never really told them we were together either.

Since Finn was given the flat in Artillery Square we’d spent a lot of time together. I’d arrived at the flat whilst he was working yesterday. I’d cleaned up his bachelor pad then went to the shops to fill his cupboards. By the time I arrived back from the shops he was sat on the couch half asleep. ‘Hiya’ I said out of breathe. He opened his eyes and jumped up once he saw me struggling with bags.

‘You didn’t have to get all this you know’ he laughed at me. ‘I know but you’re living alone now and I want to make sure you’re fed right’ I smiled up to him. His 6ft figure towering over me. He walked over and wrapped his arms around my waist. ‘Well, instead of living alone why don’t you move in with me. I know you hate how chaotic your house is and I need someone to look after me don’t I?’ He winked at me and flashed a cheeky smile. I gasped, ‘really!’ ‘Would I joke about something like that?’ He replied. ‘I’d love to Finn. It’d mean we’d have to tell the family about us,’ I took a pause, ‘what are we?’

He looked down at me, ‘you’re mine of course’. I smiled and stood up on my tip toes to kiss him. ‘I like the sound of that’ I blushed at him.

The hours flew away from us. We sat infront of the fire all night just chatting the night away. We retreated to the bedroom at around midnight. With me not having any clothes at the flat I slept in my underwear and one of Finn’s undershirts. Us both agreeing that I’d properly move in tomorrow.

As the early hours rolled around my eyes began to open. I turned to face Finn, him looking just as handsome as always. I got butterflies whenever I looked at him. His tall figure and strong features giving me butterflies. My imagination would always fly away from me. Especially now thinking of everything we could do in this flat.

We weren’t strangers to secret rendezvous. Often him sneaking into my bedroom for some fun or him offering to walk me back home after us being in the Garrison would always end up in us running down a shadowed alleyway to have some fun. We’d even done it on Charlie’s yard.

I was taken from my thoughts when Finn began to talk, ‘what are you day dreaming about?’ He smirked at me. ‘Just thinking of all the things you can do to me in this flat’ my hand flew to my mouth as I didn’t mean for the words to fly out my mouth. ‘Oh really’ he eyes me as he hovered over me.

He dipped down to kiss me. I could see his biceps tense. That alone made me feel all sorts of things. He lifted my torso up as I raised my arms and he pulled his undershirt off me. ‘Fucking gorgeous’ he muttered whilst running his hands down my sides. I giggled and blushed. ‘I love your laugh’ he smiled at me. He made me feel so many things.

He kissed from my neck down to my chest. He easily removed my bra and kissed my breast. He cupped one in his hand whilst taking the other in his mouth. He bit down on my nipple which made me let out a moan. ‘Fuck I love that noise’ I looked down at him as he looked up at me ‘Finn please’ I whined. He began to kiss down my stomach. He knelt at the side of the bed and wrapped his arms around my thighs as he pulled me to the edge. I squealed as he did.

He ripped off my underwear and I gasped at him, about to complain when he stood over me and grabbed my cheeks with one hand ‘shut up I’ll buy you loads more pairs to strut about the house in’. I couldn’t get any words out to reply as he winked at me and went down on me.

He kissed my lips as he pushed my legs wider and he could see more of me. He brought his hand up and spread my wetness. His fingers played with me for a few seconds until he pushed two fingers in straight away. I let out a moan and then moaned his name. ‘Look at you taking my fingers straight away’. I loved when he praised me.

He moved his fingers in and out. His pace changed often. He knew how much this teased me. He began to move his fingers in out at a fast pace. I began to clench around his fingers and he kissed my thighs. ‘Come on little one. Show me what you can do’ his words made my climax hit me. I began to shake as I tried to get him to stop moving his hands. ‘Look at you’. I whined at him. A sigh of relief when he pulled his fingers out.

I tried to catch my breath as he removed his underwear and began to stroke his length whilst looking at me. I couldn’t help but smile and blush. He’s just gorgeous. ‘Come on gorgeous, you gonna suck me off’ he said as he lay down on the bed. I pulled myself onto my knees and kissed his chest. I kissed down to his length as my hand stroked up and down. I let a string of saliva leave my mouth and wet his cock. I let my mouth slip onto him and take him in. It did take me a while to get used to his size.

I heard him groan which made me move faster. He picked up my waist and moved me so I was sat on his face whilst still going down on him. He brought his mouth to my sensitive clit as I grinded on his face. I felt him flick his tongue quickly against me, it made me feel weak. I felt him flatten his tongue against me and shake his head. I couldn’t help but scream. He held me in place as I tried to move. I felt my second release coming and I had to let go of him. I grabbed the sheets trying to move because I was so sensitive. Once I had calmed down he slapped my thigh as I fell to the side.

‘Oh my god Finn’ I couldn’t breathe. ‘That’ll never get old’ he said to me. He pulled me round so he was between my legs. He pushed his length into me straight away as he held my waist. ‘You take me so well, eh’ he looked down at me. ‘Gorgeous girl’. The mere thought of him looking at me as he did this made me go wild. And he knew it. ‘You like when I watch you, don’t you?’ I never replied. Just moaned. ‘Tell me y/n. Do you like it?’ He asked again. I whined as I looked at him in the eyes. ‘Yes Finn I do’. He smiled to himself ‘I like watching you’ he said as he began to pound into me faster. ‘You gonna come for me again, Dol’. He said this as he played with my nipples. ‘Come on. Do it for me. All around me’ he fucked me hard and fast. His hand around my throat. Him saying all this tipped me over the edge as I came again. Tears running down my face at the mass amount of pleasure.

He pulled out and turned me so I was on my hands and knees. ‘Finn I don’t think I can carry on’ I said weakly. ‘Sorry Darling. You’re gonna have to. I haven’t finished having my fun yet’ he could feel him smirk as he pulled me up by my throat and take me from behind.

Little did we know his three brothers were sat in the living room waiting for us to finish. We’d forgotten there was a family meeting.

Finn brought his hand round to my front and played with my breasts. His hand started to travel down. ‘Do you want me to play with you again?’ He said as he pounded into me. I shook my head. ‘Come on,’ he coaxed me ‘all for me. Just one more time’. He reached down about to have his way with me. ‘O-okay’ I stuttered out. As soon as he touched me I let out a loud moan. It wouldn’t be long until I came. ‘That’s it pretty girl. All this because of me’. I began to clench and shake against him. He rode out my orgasm and once I’d finished he let me drop and pulled out of me to cum all over my back. ‘Jesus Christ’ he said. I couldn’t even talk.

He cleaned up my back for me and I wrapped myself in the sheets. Then we heard, ‘oh Finn’ from Tommy. Finn’s hands came to his face as mine blushed red. ‘Shit I forgot there was a family meeting’. He quickly got ready ‘hang on’ he shouted out. He gave me a kiss and said he’d be back later. He walked out the door without opening the door wide so they couldn’t see me in my state.

I heard through the door, ‘whose in there?’ That was John. ‘Shut up’ Finn replied. He only said that because we hadn’t fully disclosed our relationship to our families, and now probably wasn’t the best time. Finn must have been ushering them out because I heard Tommy say ‘hang on’ and walk closer to the bedroom door. He knocked and said, ‘y/n are you not coming too. Your families waiting’ I could hear his smirk and I could hear John and Arthur’s jaws hit the floor.

‘How did you-‘ Finn said to Tommy. I couldn’t help but laugh ‘I’m afraid you’ll have to go on without me’. I then hear Arthur pipe up, ‘and why’s that’ John laughed. ‘Because your brother’s just made me cum four times and I can’t move’. I hear John and Arthur whistle at Finn winding him up. Tommy says ‘that’s fair enough’. They all walk out, patting Finn on the shoulder, not before I heard ‘you’re definitely a Shelby man’ as I drifted to sleep.

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I Need an Older Man

Arthur Shelby

Summary: y/n is fed up of the boys her age. They don’t satisfy her

Warning: Smut. It’s my first time writing it so don’t judge and give me any tips if you can! Also age gap (readers 20, Arthur’s 37)

I’ve always been a confident person. Always got what a wanted when I wanted it. That obviously wasn’t going to stop now.

I’d known the Shelbys for years. Being in Finn’s year at school and living next door meant me and Finn were very close. It was sad when Finn got taken out of school but I finished school without him and taught him as much as I could after school. I’d passed everything with flying colours and was especially good with my numbers and writing. This meant Tommy offered me a job in the betting shop, looking over books and being Arthur’s secretary. I was happy to accept his offer.

For weeks now I’d been moody at work. People questioned it at first but then they decided to steer clear because I just kept snapping. In all honesty it‘s a stupid reason. I’m simply just sexually frustrated. It was really getting to me.

I checked over the book for today, there was a few mistakes. Easy to fix but that meant they were simple mistakes. They frustrated me the most. I let out a sigh and stood up going to knock on Arthur’s office door. ‘Come in’ he hollered from the other side. ‘Ahh, y/n. To what do I owe the pleasure’ he smiled. I rolled my eyes, ‘Arthur there’s more mistakes in the book. Mistakes that don’t need to be made.’ I threw the book on his desk and slouched in the chair infront of him.

‘What’s wrong with you lately?’ He questioned. My heart began to beat faster and I could feel it in my chest. ‘It’s nothing, just leave it’ I replied. Hoping he’d just let it go. He sighed, ‘come here then.’ He said whilst opening the book. ‘Show me what’s wrong’. I walked round to stand next to him, my hand on the back of his chair and other hand showing him what’s what. Our faces were close together as I turned to look at him. Our close proximity was made apparent by our noses nearly touching. I blushed and jumped back, ‘sorry Arthur’. He shook his head, ‘nothing to apologise for Love’. I swooned at him using that nickname for me.

He put his arm out for me to come closer and to continue explaining. His hand landed on my lower back. That was enough to get me going, and he could tell. His eyebrows raised in realisation, ‘ohhh, so that’s what’s wrong’ he teased me. ‘What? What do you mean?’ I asked in confusion. ‘Go on. When’s the last time you got some?’ He question with a smile on his face. I blushed at his forward attitude and stumbled over my words, ‘well. Erm. Well,’ I leant against his desk with my arms crossed, ‘last week. But- it wasn’t -‘ I sighed trying to get my words out.

‘But he couldn’t finish you off’ he said as he walked towards the door and I swear I heard him lock it. ‘Arthur. Be quiet. Someone will hear you’ I flapped. He walked back to stand infront of me. ‘ I just. The boys don’t cut it anymore. Boys are never good enough. I never have fun. And it’s starting to take its toll’ I looked down as I said it. Arthur reached under my chin, ‘I know that Love’ he chuckled.

‘I need a man Arthur,’ I looked up at him, ‘I need a man that knows what he’s doing. I need a man to pleasure me. I want you Arthur.’ He looked at me with a shocked expression. ‘Seriously Arthur. I see you walk in the office all confident and I can’t help but stare. When you have your meetings with Tommy I can’t help but hear when you argue and hear when you get angry. And dear god I can’t help but get turned on. Then I have to leave and have to deal with the boys that don’t know what they’re doing’. I desperately grabbed his waist coat and pulled him closer.

He looked down at me and pulled me into a desperate kiss. I wrapped my hand round his neck as he picked my legs up and properly placed me on his desk. I unbuttoned the buttons on his waist coat and pushed it off his shoulders. He untucked my white blouse and undid the buttons. I pulled it off as he pulled away from the kiss. All you could hear was our heavy breathing. ‘Are you sure you want this?’ He asked me. I groaned ‘more than anything’.

He leaned down down and kissed my chest whilst taking my bra off. He appreciated my breasts whilst he kissed them. ‘Jesus Christ’ he breathed out. I untucked his shirt and pulled on it as I couldn’t get the the buttons. ‘Arthur’ I whined. He looked in my eyes as he took his shirt off, ‘needy aren’t you?’ I nodded with desperation in my eyes, ‘don’t worry love. You’ll have a good time’. I squealed as he pulled me off his desk as he yanked down my skirt. He placed me back on my desk as I kicked my shoes off.

He ran his hand up my black stockings that were hemmed with lace. They matched my underwear set. ‘Do you always wear stuff like this’ he looked me in my eyes. I smirked at him, ‘only if I bother to wear anything underneath my clothes’. His eyes instantly turned a darker colour. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer and I wrapped my arms around his waist.

He pushed me down to lay back and kissed my stomach. I couldn’t believe what he was about to do. No one had ever done this to me before. He slowly pulled my underwear down as I whined. He left my stockings on as he placed my legs over his shoulders and cupped my thighs. ‘All pretty and shaven for me, eh?’ He said as he leant in and placed a kiss down there. I whimpered as he spread my lips and licked a strip up my slit. I sighed in relief it felt amazing. Everything he was doing to me.

He let go of one of my thighs introducing his fingers as well as his mouth. My hands reached down to grab his hair. As his fingers entered me I let out a breathy moan. I tried not to be loud as I didn’t want people outside to hear. He leaned back as his fingers continued working he place his thumb on my clit and it sent me crazy. ‘Oh fuck, Arthur’ he stuttered out. He stood up from his chair and wrapped his other hand round my throat. I grabbed onto his arm as he looked me in the eyes.

He leaned down close to my ear. ‘Look at you. Good girl’ I moaned like crazy, his words giving me butterflies. ‘You gonna come for me Love. I know you’re close’. He worked his thumb faster and that sent me over the edge. My orgasm hit me out of no where. My legs began to shake as I rolled my hips into his hand. As I began to calm down and catch my breath I spoke up, ‘no ones ever done that’. He pulled my waist up to face him. ‘They always rush into it. Never give me any fun’ I whined at him. ‘Don’t worry. I’ll give you enough fun to last a lifetime’. ‘Let me repay the favour’, his eyes went wild.

I knelt down and began on his belt. As I got it undone and pulled down his pants and underwear he sat back down in his chair. I gasped at his length and looked him in the eyes as I licked a strip up his length. Then I took him in my mouth. I didn’t mind doing this for Arthur. It was actually one of my favourite things to do and doing it for Arthur made it all the more fun.

I heard him groan and that alone made me wetter. His hand came to the back of my head to push me down on his length. He push so far that his tip went down my throat. He held me there until I tapped his thigh. He did this a few more times until he fully let me off. He grabbed my chin as I knelt on the floor and looked at him with a tear rolling down my face. ‘Fucking hell, you’re good at that’. I smiled up at him, ‘I’ll do it whenever you want me to’. He was shocked at my words but didn’t let them stop him.

‘Get on your hands and knees’. I got down on my knees and leant on my hands. I felt him come behind me with his hands on my waist, ‘I won’t be too rough Love. I’ll save that for next time’ I whined at his words as I pushed my hips back into him. ‘Be patient, yeah? Good girl’. I felt him rub his length up and down my slit then he pushed into me. I gasped at the feeling. I’d never felt like this before.

He continued to push in and out, sending me into a state of euphoria. I felt his hand come round my throat as he pulled me up so my back was against his chest. His hand came round as he began to play with my clit, making my eyes roll. I felt him moan into my ear. ‘Arthur. Fuck. I’m gonna-‘ I couldn’t finish my words. ‘Come on love. Cum around my cock, eh’.

I began to convulse against him, ‘shit. Don’t stop. It feels so good’. Arthur began to pound into me harder. He pulled out and came all over my back. I fell to the floor and couldn’t move. I heard him grab a tissue from his desk and clean up my back. I giggled, ‘thank you’. ‘After a show like that. It should be me thanking you’.

He helped me get dressed. Once we were both finished I went to walk out the door but he pulled me back. ‘don’t even think of going to any other lad. You come to me if you need anything’, he whispered in my ear. I smiled and turned round to face him. I pulled him into a kiss, ‘same to you’.

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Away at War

John Shelby

Summary: y/n takes care of John’s kids whilst he’s away at war. What happens when he returns?

Possible Part 2?

I’d met Polly just before all the men were sent away to war, in my tailor shop. She’s came in to get the gems of her dresses re seen and we hit it off from there. We stopped to chat in the street and on the shop, if we couldn’t chat we’d simply wave at each other. I knew of the Shelbys and to me they weren’t awful people. They’d never done anything to me.

She was shocked when she found out that I owned the shop, me being only 18. I had inherited the business from my mum, she passed away not long ago from the influenza. My dad no where to be seen since I was younger. I’d work in the shop since I was fourteen, so when mum passed away I was happy to take over.

When all the men were sent away the business was booming because all the women needed new clothes for the jobs they managed to get, but when they settled in their jobs the business was starting to go under. I had a few regular customers, however not enough to keep the shop. So I closed up shop and ran the business from my flat around the corner. Money didn’t last forever though.

When I turned up at Polly’s door a few months after the close of the shop, I was more than relived when she allowed me to stay. ‘Come on, tell me your troubles’ she said as she beckoned me in.

‘I’ve lost the business. I’ve let my mum down. I’ve just been evicted. I’ve got no income. What’s the point in carrying on the business when I only have two customers; you and Irene from down the road. Whose about 10 minutes away from croaking it may I add.’ I sighed as Polly chuckled. ‘Look Love. You’ve always helped me out. Always got my orders done on the day, even with short notice. Now it’s time for me to repay the favour.’ I looked at Polly with wide eyes, ‘no Polly, you’ve always paid me. It wasn’t a favour.’ I shook my head as I sipped my tea.

‘I need help around here anyways and I have spare rooms. I could use the company with the boys gone.’ She held my hand and smiles. ‘I’ll keep doing everything with the business but it’s bloody chaotic whilst looking after five kids at the same time. That’s where you come in.’ She nodded her head at me. ‘Five kids,’ I said shocked, ‘I’ve never looked after a kid in my life. Let alone five.’ She shook her head whilst sipping her tea. ‘You’ll be fine. You’ll get the hang of it. Four of the are John’s kids. Their mother recently passed away from a nasty illness. God rest her soul,’ she paused to do the sign of the cross, ‘then obviously Arthur, Tommy and John have been sent to war so I’m looking after Finn too. So, I’ll deal with business. You deal with the kids. Then me, you and our Ada will split the housework when she is back from doing whatever in the day. I’ll pay you as part of the business and you can stay in one of the boy’s old rooms.’ I stared at her in shock, ‘oh Pol. I can’t thank you enough.’ I gave her a hug and we spent the rest of the evening sharing stories and laughing.

Over the years I grew quite close to John’s kids. Constantly plaiting Katie’s hair, helping Mary with her bumps and scrapes and always sewing up Oliver and Luke’s clothes when they came back from playing. Finn made an appearance often but spent most of his time with Polly and Ada learning about the business.

There were day trips to the beach, to the lake and out for picnics. I did anything I could to keep the kids occupied. I got the most questions from Katie about her mum and dad, she was the oldest so she remembered the most. I only answered them the best I could.

It was all going swimmingly until one day the younger three ran into the kitchen, after being picked on whilst playing, shouting ‘Mum’. Pol and I gave each other a confused look then it hit us both. They thought I was their mum. I knelt down in front of them to check if they were all okay, ‘now kids you need to remember. I’m not your mum. I love you just the same, but I’m just your Auntie y/n’. Oliver looked at the younger two and said, ‘yeah but we want you to be. We’ve all said it’. You giggled and pulled them into a hug, ‘as much as I love the idea. It’s up to your dad. It’s what he’s comfortable with’. They all nodded, ‘when can we see him?’ Mary sniffles out, still shaken up from the incident from when they were playing. ‘Soon’, I gave them a look of sympathy and kissed her cheek. ‘Now, Biscuits?’ They all smiled and nodded.

The days dwindled on and as days passed we prayed the war would end soon. After years of waiting we got a letter saying the boys were coming home. As much as I was worried about what would happen to me this moment wasn’t for me. I was more excited for the kids, Pol and Ada. However, Pol could read me like an open book. ‘Don’t worry dear, you won’t be going anywhere. I won’t let you’. I just smiled and hugged her.

The day came where the boys were to come home. I waited at the house with the kids as we knew the train station would be too busy for us to keep track of them. Ada and Polly had gone to greet the boys.

After not much waiting we heard the door jiggle open and heard a ‘it’s good to be home’ and ‘its not changed has it’. Then I heard, ‘where’s my gorgeous kids’. After that, a man I recognised as John Shelby walked into the living room. He spotted his kids and pulled them all into a huge family hug. I stood up as he faced me ‘nice to meet you’ I shook his hand. ‘I’m gonna go upstairs and let you have some time with your family’. The kids whined and pulled my sleeve, ‘No don’t go’. I looked up at John to see if it was okay, ‘might as well get to know the lady whose been minding my crazy bunch’. I smiled and sat on the floor with the kids as everyone else filed into the living room.

‘Are you sure you don’t want this chair y/n’ Arthur offered. I chuckled and shook my head, this was the second time he’d offered. ‘No Arthur. You’ve been at war for four years. I think you deserve the comfy chair’. He nodded his head, ‘I won’t argue with that’.

My attention was brought away by Mary asking me if she can use the toilet. ‘Yeah. On your own or with me?’ I asked. She smiled, ‘by my own’. Everyone laughed as she ran up the stairs in the hall. Not long after I heard the toilet flush I heard her toddle down the stairs. Then I heard her trip and fall. My stomach dropped as everyone heard a cry the her shout ‘mummy’. I looked around and apologised, to excuse myself but mainly to John for him having to hear his daughter call me mum.

I ran to her, ‘I’ve told you to stop calling me that’. I checked her over and picked her up, ‘are you okay?’ She just cuddled into me and sniffed. I heard footsteps behind me. I turned and saw John. I looked at him warily, ‘go on. Go to Daddy’. She cuddled into me again, ‘No. stay with Mummy’. I looked at John embarrassed, ‘I am so sorry. I’ve told them to stop calling me it. Even Katie’s started doing it now. I speak about their mum all the time. They just won’t stop, I’m sorry’. I rambled until he interrupted. ‘It’s okay,’ I gave him a look of confusion, ‘I’m not surprised they do. You practically have been their mum for four years’. He rubbed his head. ‘I’ll teach them to stop’ as I walked back into the living room.

Weeks went by after the boys came back. I lived in Polly’s house still. In John’s old room. John now living across the road with the kids. I continued looking after them when John couldn’t. I’d wake up early, naturally as I’m an early riser. I’d go over to John’s with the spare key I was given. I’d start breakfast for me, John and the kids. Whilst the was cooking and staying warm in the oven I’d iron their clothes for the day. I’d place John’s clothes on his chair in the corner of his room next to the warm fire and I’d place the kids’ clothes at the bottom of their beds ready for the day. I’d wake the kids up, tell them to get dressed and they’d meet me at the table to eat. Whilst we were eating John would normally come down half dressed. I’d help him with his tie and then go do the dishes. As he’s sit on the side and eat whilst chatting away to me if make his and the kids lunches. ‘You’re a god send you know’, he winked at me. ‘Just helping where I can’. As I straightened his hat and have him his lunch. He walked out the door and I shouted, ‘tuck your shirt in!’ And he replied, ‘thank you’. After that I took the kids to school, did whatever shopping was needed, pottered about each house doing whatever was needed and occasionally talking with the Shelby Clan.

Over the weeks John became more chatty and flirty. More subtle touches whilst we were dancing around each other in the house, longer stares whilst I’d fix his hat and ties and more compliments. Obviously people created rumours that I was his new girl but we just ignored them. Even Polly questioned our relationship.

‘Oh John,’ I shouted to him across the betting shop. It was quiet as they’d shut the doors for an hour. ‘Yeah’ he relied as I put my coat on. ‘Cottage pie for tea and possibly Jam Roly Poly if I bake it right’ I smiled. ‘Wahey’ he cheered and laughed. ‘You’re a lucky bugger John Boy. Save some for me y/n’ Arthur said. ‘Yeah I’ll send John over with the spares tomorrow. Right I’m gonna go get the kids’. I walked out the betting shop, collected the kids from school and made their tea. I ended the night saying bye to John and going back across the street.

Weeks went by of the same routine. I was very happy. Then today rolled around. I’d spent the day with Polly as she needed my help with the stuff she was doing. I’d left John with the kids. As the hour dwindled away 9pm rolled around and Polly said I could go to bed. ‘I’m just going to go check on John and the kids’. She smirked at me but I just let it slide and walked across the street.

I walked in and the house was a mess. I carried on to the living room to see John, he looked exhausted sat infront of the fire with a glass of whiskey. ‘Don’t leave me’ he muttered. I looked at him confused as I sat next to him. ‘What do you mean?’ I asked as I stoked his arm. ‘I had the kids by myself for a day. I couldn’t cope. We were late to school and work. They had no lunches and no breakfast because I burnt it I was late to pick them up and made them a shit tea. I’ve only just managed to get them to sleep’. I laughed, ‘John you haven’t had them on your own for ages. I’m not surprised. It’s okay’. He turned around and held my hand. Butterflies erupted in my stomach.

‘No. Seriously. Arthur scared me the other day saying you’d eventually find a man and want you’re own life. I realised I don’t want that. I couldn’t say goodbye to you. I admire everything you do. How you treat me and the kids. We’re so lucky. Your laugh is gorgeous and your smile is so contagious. And let’s be honest you’re a sight for sore eyes’, I blushed and looked down. He held my chin and got down on one knee ‘marry me? Be the kids mother and my other half’. I gasped and nodded ‘yes John. Of course I will’. He slid the ring onto my finger and pulled me into a passionate kiss.

The next day John called a family meeting in the Garrison. ‘What’s troubling you?’ Tommy said as he walked in the snug. He gave me a weird look seen as I was here at a family meeting but I presume he dismissed his thoughts because of how close I am with John. John cleared his throat. I looked at him from my seat next to Arthur. ‘Well, Pol. You knew how I was the other day with the kids. They were chaotic’. He looked down. Polly stroked his hand ‘it’s okay Love’. ‘Truth his they do run me ragged. They were running round bare foot till all hours the other night’, John continued. Tommy scoffed, ‘Pol, give him ten Bob for some new shoes’. No it was Polly’s turn to scoff, ‘this would be easier without you’. Tommy rolled his eyes. ‘Now what’s this all about’ Polly egged him on. ‘What the kids need is a mother,’ he paused, ‘there’s a woman I want to marry’. He continued to look in his lap. ‘Does this poor girl know you’re to marry her?’ Pol questioned. ‘I’ve already asked her and she said yes’. Everyone looked at him wide eyes whilst I looked down trying to hide my smile. ‘I think there’s a shell about to land and go bang’ Tommy muttered whilst placing a cigarette in his mouth. John spoke, ‘I wouldn’t say a shell Tom. More like fireworks’. I couldn’t help but giggle. Everyone looked at you as Polly clocked that your right hand was covering your left. ‘You’re joking?’ She questioned looking back and forth between the both of you. ‘No we’re not’ I laughed and showed her the ring. Tommy patted John’s shoulder, ‘you couldn’t have picked a better woman John boy’.