#Birmingham Full Body Massage

[tommyspeakycap]

omgg write something about playing or braiding jack’s hair

oh em gee I love this !!!!! I loved his hair braid too omg

Jack had a very specific barber he liked to go to to get the same quality haircut he always got. He trusted that specific barber and his appointments were always made in advance to absolutely ensure he could get it done the way he liked by whom he liked at the right time so it never got overgrown or hard to manage. Jack was very specific about his hair and about keeping it the way he liked it to be. It was part of his image, part of him really. The Brummie boy hated when anyone else touched it. Be that joking team members giving his head a teasing push or his dad ruffling his hair each time he walks in the door, it irks the living daylights right out of him.

So it seems as though it’s Jack’s own personal nightmare now the barbers are shut with absolutely no sign of opening up for at least another month and Jack can’t seem to take one minute more of training with his hair getting all up in his eyes, dropping into his face and blowing wildly in Birmingham wind even with a headband in. It is driving him absolutely insane. It’s all he can think of in this moment.

And that is because he currently has your fingers tangled in it completely absentmindedly as he lays in between with your legs with his legs stretched out along the L section of the L shaped couch. Your eyes are fully focussed on the storyline evolving throughout an old episode of Greys Anatomy. Jack’s arms are around your torso as his head rests comfortably on your lower stomach with his eyes peacefully shut. He would usually engage in the TV with you, but the preseason after an unexpected break that had him doing less exercise than he definitely should have been doing had him absolutely shattered.

It was rare for even you to touch the locks he took so laughably serious, but it felt like the most soothing experience he’d maybe ever had to feel the gentility of your finger massaging over his scalp in the most relaxing manner he’d ever known. Even his sports massages after long matches weren’t this relaxing.

“Mmmhm, feels so good.” He murmurs, his voice ticking your stomach as he speaks against it, the sigh that leaves him making you giggle in response. “So annoyin’ in training.” He adds tiredly, but not lacking in the obvious irritation he feels towards it. Jack tends to feel a lot and often, and even seemingly small things like his hair getting in the way of his play was unimaginably irritating for him.

“I could cut it?” You suggest.

“Yeah,” he snorts, “And end up like the poor dog? I’ll pass love.”

“Aw come on! It wasn’t that bad.” You retort

“He looked like a street rat with curls, sweetheart.” He laughs, despite the disappointment he feels for your hands leaving his hair for the first time since he lay down tonight.

“Cheek.”

“Sorry baby.” He lulls, finally looking up at you for the first time, lifting his face to offer you a smile that strained him. Holding his head up like that was too much for his already tired muscles, so he’s quickly laying his head back to its resting place. You can’t think of anything else to retort with, knowing full and well the incredibly poor state of affairs that occurred in your household three weeks into Lockdown 1 after you attempted to give the dog a haircut out of pure boredom and lack of open dog grooming services. The state of affairs being Jack crawling to the bathroom on his knees and one hand with the other hand holding onto his crotch because he was trying so hard not to wet himself from laughing at the poor pup who looked so confused that his dad hadn’t been able to greet him as normal when he returned from the weekly food shop.

Jack very nearly did piss on your good cream carpet that day, so it was fair for him to not trust your barber skills either. Especially being the way he is about his hair.

“You know the old episodes make me miss Derek.” You announce after a moment of only the television speaking between the two of you.

“He the one with the hair?” Jack mumbles. You snort a laugh.

“They’ve all got hair, Jack. Go on, say it then?”

“Fine,” he huffs indignantly, “The one with the good hair.”

Your giggle makes his heart erupt into butterflies that dance through his stomach and chest just like it does every single time he gets to be lucky enough to hear it. Jack doesn’t like to admit when others have hair he likes. He prefers to live in a world where his hairstyle is simply the best, and truly he usually does. He tends to live in his own world anyway. The world where his hair is fantastic, he gets to do what he loves for a living and come home to you each and every day. That’s his world and fucking hell does he love that world.

In reality though, part of that world is that however fictional Derek Shepherd may be, his hair is fantastic and always looks rather immaculate. Something Jack can’t quite relate to at this current moment in time. “You know this episode is kinda about his hair,” you note softly, hands smoothing back over your boyfriends brown locks. He knows by the tone of your voice that you’re going to go into more detail about the episode currently playing through on Amazon Prime TV. Some people may well have been annoyed listening to their girlfriends recounting entire episodes of TV shows that they weren’t exactly inclined to watch, but Jack was not one of those men. He didn’t care what you were talking about, just the sound of you talking was enough to make him listen intently. He loved to hear you talk, and if that was the only thing that he ever got to hear for the rest of his life then he’d still be happy.

“They adopted a little girl and he hasn’t quite figured her hair out yet but everyone’s shocked ‘cause his hairs pretty good. Like you, a little. You got good hair, just haven’t learned to manage it yet eh?” You explain, weaving your fingers in and out of those stands of hair that make him hum in both understanding and enjoyment. He isn’t sure what you’re doing, but the weaving of stands, pads of your fingers dancing over his scalp carefully, softly feels like what he might imagine heaven to be. “Yeah?” He asks, “And what does he do then?” His voice is filled with genuine interest for what you were saying. It was the first time you’d ever known that in a relationship. He heard you snigger softly to yourself. “He learns from someone who knows a bit more about hair than he does.” You state pointedly, prompting him to roll his eyes even if you can’t see him.

“I’m not letting you cut my hair, (y/n). Not happening, I’m sor-“

“Alright, Jack. I bloody know! That’s not what I meant.” You grumble. Jack can immediately imagine your disgruntled pout already, with those irritated narrowed eyes and the playful scrunch of your nose. “Sorry.” Every time he sees that look on you, he moves to kiss that furrow out of your nose. It makes his heart smile each and every time he sees it. You are simultaneously the most beautiful, more adorable and hottest woman he has ever laid his eyes on. “Sorry baby,” he reiterated, “Go on.”

“I could braid it for you?”

That earns a belly laugh from him that reverberates through your body, jostling with the force of his whole body laughter. “So you will,” he bellows in breaks between the ever comedic gasping from breath after each loud laugh. “Not a chance.”

He pushes himself up to sit back on his knees, trapping your legs between his as he looks down at you with a huge grin still stretching his lips and creasing his eyes, yet they still sparkle in adoration for you. “Oh yeah?” You muse with a giggle to follow despite the firm attempt to seal it behind clenched lips. The giggle sets those dimples into your cheeks, his eyes just drinking you up as you lounge back on the huge couch there in front of him, sinking back into the pillows just like he had been sinking against you in comfort for hours only moments ago. “Yeah.” He repeats firmly, the playful jest of his words not lost on your ears as he leans forward.

With the emission of only a small, surprised yelp from you that turns the head of the dog in his bed for only a moment, Jack has grabbed your legs to tug you down so you were laying flat on your back on the L of the sofa. He leans over you, hands and strong arms keeping him above you with ease. “Realllly?” You tease, one eyebrow quirked. Jack loves it when you do that, mostly because he can’t and he finds it beautifully funny.

Your hands reach up to his face, cupping over the beard on his cheeks to bring his face down to peck his lips before letting him press back up like a simple press up over your body. This was a common occurrence between the pair of you and Jack had always loved to show off. “Not cuttin’ about with a braid in my hair baby, sorry.”

He dips down for another kiss and you break out another giggle that parts your lips from his. “You already are, bub.”

“Ya what?” He pops straight up, sitting again back on his knees. “Not falling over your face now eh?” You taunt with a cheeky grin that makes him furrow his brows. Jack removed his hands from beside you to run one after the other over the top of his hair, a weird mix of a grin and disbelief washing over his face. Your sweetheart smile warms his heart as you lay there looking up at him with tired eyes and a lazy smile, cheeks flushed and one of his old cotton shirts keeping you warm long after his body raises from yours.

“Wait there!” He yells, bounding off the couch to all but leap through the living room until he reaches the mirror in the hall just outside the door. “Babe!” He cheers through the house, appearing back in the doorway of the room. “Nah it’s kinda cool, you fuckin’ smashed that!” You sit up and turn around towards him with your hand covering your mouth in a giggle that makes him stride forward and tug your hand away so he can see that beautiful smile. He jumps back again. “And look; stays in when I move around like-”

An immediate howl of laughter breaks out of your mouth with your head tipped back in hysterics as you watch him run on the spot, jump on the spot and then shake his head around like your puppy when he had a cone on his head. You laugh so hard your laughter looses its noise, simply existing as a elongated wheeze and a sudden gasp for desperate air to aid and allow for only more laughter. “Why you laughing for?” He yells, his words split by his own laughter as he tugs you to your feet, standing taller than him when your on your feet on the couch. Jack wraps one arm around your waist and moves the other down to the bend of your knees to sweep your legs from beneath you, perching you on the edge of the back of the couch.

“It,” kiss, “is,” kiss, “perfect.” Kiss.

“Just like you, baby.” He rumbles lowly, “Perfect just like my girl. Gonna wear it to training. Keep hair out my face, remind me of you, perfect.” He just keeps talking, keeps praising you between kisses while he brings you closer and closer to him until you can wrap your legs around him. Locked in place, he takes your face in his hands.

“So you’ll let me braid it again?” You chime, eyes lighting up. Jack chuckles, thumbs smoothing over your cheeks with a kiss pressed to the tip of your nose. “Course baby. Every day.”

True to his word Jack Grealish is. Every night he comes home from his training, he’s laying on the couch letting you massage the days stresses out of his mind, letting your fingers weave the tension out of his scalp. Jack’s never let anyone take care of him so much. He’s never felt comfortable to be taken care of like this, but you are his exception. His one single exception. And every morning he sits in the floor at the foot of the bed while you sit with a leg on either side of him, fingers weaving the strands into place for the day and tighter for match days. People make comments but Jack doesn’t give even half of a shit. His hair is how he likes it; out of his face so he can concentrate on his game and it gives you more of a reason to actually be up in the morning when he leaves before the sun rises above you. That’s perfect for Jack.

Until his next haircut, the only time that footballer doesn’t have a braid through his hair is when your fingers are tangling in it while he’s between your legs for another very enjoyable reason.

[tommymykink]

Who's Boss? (One shot)

Summary : Thomas Shelby, your boss is angry with you for not submitting your work on time. He threatens to fire you when you plead you'd do anything to keep this job. Smut ensues.

Words : 1855

Warning : mature content, extreme sexual act, smut, domination

Pairing : Tommy X Reader (M/F)

[Note : No plot actually. No beating around the bush. Straight to business ;) ]

Enjoy!

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“What’s the matter? And no excuses please”, Tommy said, with his brows furrowed. His thick Birmingham accent increasing the authority in his voice, which you found both terrifying and sensual.

“I’m sorry sir! I won’t repeat this mistake. I was out of town for some days as you already know and you rescheduled the date so suddenly that I didn’t get time to finish the work”, you said, looking down at the ground, your hands crossed behind you.

“So now you’re blaming it on me eh?”, Tommy asked, annoyance in his voice.

“No sir I didn’t mean to…..”

Your boss slammed his hand on the table with a loud thud which made you flinch.

“You have the audacity to blame your boss for your late work? You want me to fire you Miss (Y/N)?”

“No sir please!”, you pleaded, almost tearing up.

“Please sir I need this job. I’d do anything you say to keep this job please.”

“Anything I say”, Tommy asked, a naughty glimmer in his eyes.

You swallowed a gulp. “Ye…..yes sir. Anything you say”.

“Okay then, take off your shirt”, Tommy said, leaning back on his chair.

“Si…sir?” You choked on your breath.

“Anything I say?”, he reminded you, squinting his eyes.

Taking a deep breath, you slowly open your shirt buttons. You fumbled with it a bit, but managed to open it and dropped it on the floor.

“That too”, he pointed at your skirt.

You opened the zipper of your skirt and slid it down your legs. There you were, standing half naked in front of your boss. Your cheeks were flushing red and you instinctively tried to hide your body as much as you can with your hands.

Tommy took his time to look at you from head to toe, as if mapping all the places he would like to touch.

“Fold your clothes and give it to me”, he spoke finally, letting out a deep breath. You timidly picked up your clothes from the floor, folded them and handed it over to him. You could understand the changing rhythm of his breathing. Seeing you in that black lingerie was doing things to him which he couldn’t hide.

It’s not that you’ve never fantasized him bending you over his desk and owning you completely. But those were just fantasies. You never expected them to be real because so far he has only maintained a strict professional relationship with you.

“Bend over my desk”.

You were snapped out of your thoughts by his deep voice.

“Did he just read my mind?!”, you spoke out loud then immediately covered your mouth with your hands realising the words you’ve just let out.

Too bad, he heard you.

“You have always imagined this haven’t you eh, you dirty little girl?”, he said with a smirk, watching you make your way to his table and bend over it.

He kept your folded clothes inside his drawer and locked it. “You’ll get them only when I’m satisfied with you”, he growled. He then stood up from his chair and walked round the table. He positioned him behind you. Time seemed to have stopped as you were anticipating his touch on your soft skin, knowing full well it’s not going to be gentle.

You left out a gasp when you felt his warm hands massaging your butt cheeks. He slowly slid your panties down to your ankle and let out a sigh.

“What a sight!”, he exclaimed, groping and fondling your soft bottom cheeks. You could feel your arousal in between your legs and you closed your eyes when you suddenly felt a hard slap on your left cheek. You let out a soft whimper.

“You like that eh? You dirty little slut”, he slapped your right cheek even harder making your skin vibrate under his palm.

“Will you ever submit your works late again?”

“No…..no sir”, you managed to mouth between whimpers.

“And will you ever blame your boss for your late work again, eh?”

“No sir”. You let out a loud moan as you felt the hardest hit on your skin.

Tommy’s spanks got harder and harder and by that time your loud moans echoed in the room, in perfect sync with his rough slaps.

He leaned over your back.

“You tend to forget who’s boss here eh? Let me remind you”, he whispered in your ear followed by the rhythmic rubbing of his hard bulge against your wet mound. It made you shiver and you let out a sensual moan, biting your lips.

“Get up, put your panties back on and go sit on the chair”, he commanded, his eyes darkened with lust.

You nodded and obeyed his orders, your cheeks flushing red.

Taking off his tie, he blindfolded you tightly with it.

“Arms on your lap”.

You heard him open his drawer and take something out, the jiggle sounded like handcuffs. Your whole body shuddered at the cold touch of the handcuffs on your wrists. You bit your lips, deep in thought. You wanted to see how far he can go.

You heard him open another drawer. He pulled the hem of your underwear and put the object inside your panties. You let out a soft moan feeling the touch of the cold object on your dripping cunt. It was when he activated the vibration of the object with a remote, you realised what it was.

Tommy kept on increasing the vibration slowly until it was uncontrollable for you and you started trembling in the chair, letting out loud moans. You threw your head back, trying to free your hands, the handcuffs bruising your soft flesh. You felt so light headed, being taken to a different world of pleasure that you didn’t hear Tommy open his zipper and take off his pants.

Taking advantage of your open mouth, he hastily grabbed your neck and pulled you down to his hard cock, gagging you, while he sat on the table in front of you. You frantically gasped for air when the tip of his hard member hit the back of your throat.

Tommy kept bobbing your head up and down violently, letting out loud moans and shuddering as your tongue played with his thick shaft.

While you gagged on his member, the vibrator kept stimulating your wet folds, the sensation making you wobbly in your legs.

You felt his cock throb and twitch inside you. With a loud growl he filled your mouth with his warm come, you swallowed every bit of it.

Tommy pulled himself out of your mouth. Pushing your chair back, he knelt on his knees and opened your panties in a quick motion. He pulled you by your hips and without warning crashed his lips onto your wet pussy which made your whole body tremble. You were already aroused beyond limit and now you started feeling dizzy, your finish line being very near.

Tommy played with your folds with such expertise, swirling, licking and sucking the right places, it gave you sensations that you never knew existed. No man ever made you feel this way. You felt like you were floating, your head resting on the chair, your loud cries creating an ethereal atmosphere. It felt otherworldly. Even Tommy enjoyed making you tremble with his touch, being very much aware of the effect he had on you.

Tommy swirled circles on your clit with his tongue and massaged your folds with his thumb. He slid one finger inside your pussy first and eventually slid a second one, pumping in and out. You couldn’t hold it anymore.

Tommy felt your walls clench around his digits. “Yes baby girl come all over my hand”, he hissed.

You exploded with pleasure as your orgasm washed over you, covering his fingers with your sweet juices.

“I’m not done with you yet”. He licked off your fluid from his fingers. Then he trailed a long lick from your belly button up to your breast fold. With a quick motion he unhooked your bra and sent it flying across the room.

He cupped your breasts with his hands, roughly fondling it. Then he swirled his tongue over one of your buds, as hard as a pebble, while he played with the other using his thumb. You let out soft whimpers, the touch of his warm tongue on your skin made electric currents run through your body. You could feel the pressure between your legs build up again.

“Stand up”, he grumbled in his deep voice.

You complied, with your eyes still tied and your hands locked.

Tommy aggressively held you by your neck and pushed you down on his table.

You supported yourself on your elbows, waiting for his next move. He lined himself behind you, teasing your wet entrance with his rock hard cock.

“Please…..sir”, you whimpered, asking for more.

“Please what? You want this so bad don’t you, you little whore”. He left a light slap on your ass.

Without warning he thrust into you real hard making you gasp for air. He started slow, but gradually increased his pace, hitting your sweet spot.

The table rocked under you as his violent thrusts rocked your world, the melody of your synchronized moans blending in the air, creating an atmosphere of complete euphoria.

Never in your life have you orgasmed more than once, no man has ever had the same stamina as this man. You felt such a state of bliss in his company, you almost enjoyed being his prisoner.

He grabbed you by your hair, pulling you up to his chest, he nibbled your earlobe, then licked the soft skin of your neck.

“Does your pretty little head now remembers who’s boss here?”, he whispered in your ear, making you shiver.

“Yes.....sir”, you managed to mouth, between pants.

“Good girl! Now come for me baby”, he hissed, increasing his pace even more.

You let out loud open mouth moans as you felt your walls clench around his throbbing cock. He kept moving in and out until he felt you come all over him. He pulled out of you immediately after your orgasm washed you over. He pumped his wet cock a few times and then with a loud groan he emptied himself on you, painting your soft ass cheeks in shades of white with his warm semen.

He collapsed into you, leaving a trail of kissed on your back. He released you off your captivity and handed back your neatly folded clothes, along with some tissues to clean yourself.

“So, are you satisfied with me sir?”, you asked shyly, as you put on your last piece of cloth.

“What do you think?”, Tommy asked curiously, a cigarette hanging from his lips.

“I think I satisfied you enough for you to give me my clothes back”.

“You think so? What if I told you I’m not done yet”, he said, taking a puff of his cigarette.

“Wear higher heels tomorrow. And no panties”, he added, a smirk appearing on his handsome face.

“Yes sir, ‘anything' you say”. You couldn’t help but bite your lips as you made your way out of his office.

[abusivelittlebunny]

I‘m rewatching Peaky Blinders and I can‘t take scenes with Tommy and Campbell seriously anymore. The only thing I can think of during their encounters is steamy hate sex lmao, like „Just bend him over already, what are you waiting for, you old pig.“ This is all your fault 💅🏼

Good, that means all is going according to the keiaku, my job here is done hühühühü~

At least you have to actually rewatch and see them on screen to think the nasty about them; I live and breathe it. Campbell x Tommy on my mind 24h nonstop.

I go to bed and think: Campbell must act like he hates it when Tommy waits for him to come to bed because the boy can't go to sleep without cuddling against his body, but truly he absolutely adores the affection and Tommy's clinginess, and looks forward to the skinny limbs to wrapping around his middle and the dark mop of hair to tickle his neck as Tommy rests his head on his chest and falls asleep to the sound of his heartbeat. They're disgustingly cute and try to mask it with petty jabs of "Stop hogging the bloody duvet you nesting pest," and "Shut the fuck up you snoring bleeding old hog," and "Put your cold fucking feet anywhere near me again and I'll break each of your icicle toes off," and "Well, you shouldn't be so warm and pudgy like a hot water bottle then, old fart."

I eat breakfast and think of Campbell cooking breakfast for the first time in a long time by himself without relying on a housekeeper because he wants to impress force-feed Tommy a decent meal and get some meat on his bones and yet his ass is still so full and fantastic; the boy never seems to eat and he looks the part and Campbell considers himself a savior of the streetrats by giving this little Gypsy scum a decent caramelized onion omlette and some bacon and sausages and buttered toast with a side of jam and scones and apple slices and- wait did he really just go this far? A fucking burnt toast should have sufficed, God knows the brat doesn't deserve better even if the marathon sex last night was incredible decent, but it's too late to hide the perfectly made breakfast table now, Tommy has already wandered in with his sleepy hair and cute freshly-woken dazed eyes, only wearing Campbell's shirt as usual (too big on him, sliding down one milky shoulder, and reaching to the middle of his skinny thighs, so adorable) and has seen the tribute laid out before him. Campbell hates how he swallows and his face gets hot as Tommy bites shyly at his lip to smother his erupting smile and blushes as he scoots his plate over from the other end of the table to sit right next to Campbell's seat. Tommy compliments the food in only a few words but Campbell can see how much he appreciates it based on the fact that he actually eats it all, his legs gingerly draped over Campbell's lap and slurping his milky tea while reading the paper after breakfast with Campbell. The old man doesn't dare think about how happy and wholesome the scenario is, just clears his throat and absent-mindedly massages Tommy's feet. Both of them feel overly hot and giddy by it.

I'm in class and I think of a teacher x student au, I'm in a Cafe and I think of complicated customer x bratty barista au, I'm in a restaurant I think food critic x annoyed waiter au, I'm walking down the street I think they'd be fucking in the nearest alley after two minutes of fighting, I struggle with concentrating on work and think of how Tommy loves to distract Campbell from it too, and don't even get me started on the sugarbaby au or a/b/o au or stepdaddy au or arranged marriage au etc... I'm a goner, mate

Interviewer: Major Campbell, what do you plan to do about the criminal gang in Birmingham?

Campbell: well of course, I'll nail down the head of the gang-, not that I'm nailing him uh in such a manner of course, and by head I am not alluding to the excellent head Tommy Shelby gives, not that I would know anything about it, me? As if I would fuck that brat multiple times a day and have him practically move in with me and think about marriage and such pff nonsense-

Interviewer: You have gotten into trouble with the chief of the Birmingham Police Department before, is that correct?

Tommy: Ah, that spanking wasn't that hard, he could have gone much more heavy, believe me, I know what it's like when he loses control and almost rails me through the bloody wall, that insane old man has stamina, I'll tell you that. But if by trouble you mean one of the times we got caught fucking in public, don't worry he loves it, fucks me harder for it to the point that i can't sit for a week-

[mxpseudonym]

Pairing: Tommy x Fem!Reader

Summary: Tommy Shelby just wants to spoil you, girl.

Length: 2937 words (allegedly)

Warnings: “18+”, NSFW, lite Dom/sub, Consensual as all hell, cursing, fingering

A/N: I debated taking time to write so much of the outside the bedroom things, but honestly the best D/s relationships are built off of that trust and intimacy, so I hope you enjoy!

Part I

"How are you?"

"...Fine."

"Don't lie, sweetheart."

"I'm sorry."

Tommy watched your gaze fall to the steaming teacup you were gripping too tightly. Tommy could tell you were nervous. No, more than that. You were scared. 

He quickly became aware that you were one to go along with things to avoid confrontation. Whenever you were together, he made sure to take in your body language just as much as the things you said. Your trembling hands and shifty eyes were tell-tale signs of your anguish. 

It had been a week since he mentioned his rules to you, and he hadn't seen you since then. Business with Alfie Solomons and May Carleton took him to London for a few days. Somehow, between then and now, you'd come to fold into yourself in front of him when before you seemed relaxed. He didn't want to think that the comfort that had built up in your relationship had gone away, but it was beginning to look that way. 

"Y/n, how are you feeling?" 

"I, I supposed I'm worried that I may have said yes, prematurely. Tommy, I've never done anything so," you paused and looked around the restaurant for prying ears. 

It was empty in its off-hours, but it was still part of your place of work. The ground floor of The Harlan Club, where you provided your friendly service, held a restaurant along with several lounges and even a large meeting room used by politicians. Tommy arrived from London and decided to pick you up, though he teased that only one person could adequately check his coat. When you were sure no one could hear you, you leaned in and whispered anyway. 

"I've never done anything so sexually deviant. I'm not as exciting as you think I am. I don't want to mislead you. I was engaged once, and my fiance, well former fiance now, he had an affair because I was too boring for him, and," 

Your rambling was stopped by the warmth of Tommy's hand over yours. Your eyes slowly rose to his, and you were reminded of what prompted you to say yes that night. 

There was an unspoken feeling of safety that let you know that Tommy was always putting you first. Whether it be spoiling you with fancy dinners, or patiently explaining the rules to you at horse races, or knowing that you'd prefer talking things over in a quiet restaurant before being alone together again. 

"You've never once bored me, y/n. In fact, you surprise me more often than not." 

"Me?" You thought back to all the times you absently thought you were annoying Tommy with details about your day at work. "How is that?" 

"You looked as timid as a church mouse when we first met, yet you approached me first, even demanded a proper dinner invitation from me. You decided how we went on after our dates. You say you're weak, but you moved here to Birmingham on your own, and you're making your own way. What's stronger than that?" He asked.

There was only sincerity in his voice as he reminded you of your accomplishments. You were so in your head about things, always entertaining "should haves" and "what ifs." 

"I see." 

"I didn't present the rules because I'm bored with you, y/n, it's the opposite. I want more of you, and I want to explore with you. I think you also have more you'd like to give." 

You still found saying the words out loud tricky, but you placed a hand over his and nodded. 

"I'd like that, Tommy." 

"Y/n, I won't lie. The things we'll do together may be new to you. But even if I've done them before, they're new because I'm with you. I can't say whether you'll like them or not. I can only gain your trust and ensure your safety. anything you want to do is at your place. It's as you please, y/n." 

                                            .:.

Tommy hadn't expected your response; it was another surprise. 

"If I wait, I know I'll just build it up in my head. And I know I want to try, Tommy." 

He stroked your cheek and noted how what you needed most was reassurance. Next time he was on a trip, he'd make sure to call and not leave you too much on your own so you could be at ease. 

For now, you both stood in your bedroom. Tommy looked handsome as usual in his suit, though he'd left the jacket on your coat rack by the door. You took in his physique and felt your cheeks warm when you began to wonder how he'd look under the waistcoat and crisp white shirt. 

"Keep your eyes on me," Tommy ordered gently when you looked to your shoes. His blue eyes were intent as he stepped closer to you. "I'm going to taste you now, sweetheart." 

"Please do." 

He tilted your chin, eyes glancing at your lips for a moment. He slowly licked his lips in hunger before pressing them against yours. This was the familiar part of the evening, and yet, you were already feeling the excitement. Was it the wine or the kiss that made you feel like knots of hesitation and anxiety were unraveling within you and making you drunk on affection. 

Tommy's hands roamed over you, and for a split second, you wondered if this was the reason for his hugs. It was true that, before Tommy, it was rare for you to touch another person beyond the accidental shoulder bump or hand graze. But after weeks of being engulfed in his arms, it wasn't so jarring to feel his hands on you—what a thoughtful man. 

Tommy's hand reached up to stroke your jaw with his thumb as his tongue moved against yours. He felt you relaxing under his touch as if it was the key to unlocking your shoulders and letting them drop and slackening your jaw. Your soft moan was all he needed to pull away and give his first order. 

"Tell me the rules, y/n. In order, please." 

Tommy stifled his laugh at the sharp look you gave him. It was a bit more than a pout at being deprived of his dizzying kiss but just short of defiance. 

"Yes, Tommy. Rule number one is everything we do must have my verbal agreement. Rule number two is that I," you began. Your gaze dropped, but a tsk from Tommy reminded you of where your eyes needed to be. You looked up at him and took a deep breath. "I can't...come without your permission." 

"Good girl, y/n," Tommy praised you. You were giving him a lot at the moment- trust, bravery, and courage. You'd undoubtedly be rewarded for it later. 

"Rule number three is that my body belongs to you, and I am not allowed to touch myself. Rule number four is that I have to tell you when I don't like something." 

"That last rule, do you promise to follow it?" He asked, raising his eyebrow at you knowingly. You couldn't help the soft smile that reached your face. 

"Yes, I promise, Tommy," you agreed. 

"Good, now take off your clothes." 

Tommy watched your blouse slip off your shoulders and your skirt pool around your ankles like a starving man. You bit your lip and steeled yourself to not look away when your underwear followed. Perhaps it was the slight chill that made your nipples perk up already, but the way you pressed your thighs together gave away your arousal. 

You gasped when Tommy pulled you to him. The tweed of his suit brushed against your sensitive skin, followed by his hands. Both actions made your knees weak. 

"Go kneel on the bed, love."

You did as you were told as Tommy took the time to strip down to his boxers. The sight of his well-defined body almost made you moan as he came towards you. He crawled on the bed and kneeled behind you. 

"Tommy," you yelped when you caught onto his choice of positioning. Straight ahead was the full-length antique mirror that came with the room. In your position, you were on display.

"Do you remember the safe words, y/n?"

"Y-yes,"

"What are they?"

"No more, I'm satisfied."

"Good girl. Are you okay now?" He asked. You gulped and took a breath before nodding.

"Yes."

Tommy placed his hands and your arms and looked in your eyes through the mirror.

"I don't expect anything of you, but for you to have a good time when I spoil you," Tommy told you, a promise of sorts, before kissing your cheek. 

His hands traveled to your chest, fondling you, testing your preferences with every knead. It was a firm grasp that left you shifting your hips and a firm tug to your nipples that had your head rolling back. Your anticipation left you weak to his touch, but you were still grateful your agonizing was coming to an end. Tommy's hand flattened over the curves of your stomach. You could already feel your hips twitching as he moved lower. 

"When I ask you a question, I want you to answer and say it back to me, alright?" 

"Okay." 

"Do you want me to spread your legs, y/n?" 

"Yes, I want you to spread my legs, Tommy." 

Something about hearing your tepid voice repeating wanton words sent desire to your lower belly. Tommy shifted you both so your back was against his chest, and your legs were hooked over his. Seeing your pussy on display was one thing, but seeing how you glistened was another. 

"Look how wet you are already, sweetheart. Do you like what I'm doing to you?" 

"Yes, I like what you're doing." 

Tommy was always purposeful with his actions and wasn't one to be wasteful. The way he lightly dragged his fingers over your inner thighs, dancing around your center, was deliberate. Tommy Shelby was a tease. 

He gripped your thighs, massaging them and dipping his thumbs into the crevices just outside your awaiting lips. You didn't realize your breath had hitched until Tommy chuckled in your ear and reminded you to take full breaths. Your hands gripped his thighs and the sheets. Tommy dragged a finger lightly over your slit from bottom to top, ending with a light swirl against your little bundle of nerves. 

"Tommy, please," you whimpered. 

"Hm? Do you want me to play with your pussy, sweetheart?" 

You turned your head to look at him, leaving your view of his hand between your thighs to look into his blue eyes instead. 

"I want you to play with my pussy, Tommy." 

He appreciated your moment of boldness more than you knew. His tongue slid against yours just as his fingers dipped into you. Your body was on fire from finally getting what you'd wanted for so long. Two fingers searched deeply for the coveted place within you while the heel of his hand rubs against your engorged clit with every motion. 

"You feel good around me, love," Tommy spoke hotly in your ear. 

"It feels good," you whined. 

"Do you want to come, sweetheart?" He asked. 

At that moment, you realized you'd completely forgotten the rules. But now that you remembered them, they all began to make sense. You did want to come, but by no one's hand but Tommy's. Even in your first encounter, it was clear that Tommy had an understanding of your body that others hadn't before, that you didn't even have, and if it weren't for these rules, you wouldn't be feeling this way. You didn't want to stop. You never wanted it to stop. 

"Please let me, please make me come, Tommy, please," you mumbled. 

He found the spot inside of you that made your head fall back on his shoulder, and stars flashed before your eyes. 

"Let go, sweetheart, you can cum." 

The permission to feel so good pushed you to the edge, though it was the sharp pull to your hardened buds that sent you over with jerking hips and cries of pleasure. Tommy's arm wrapped around your waist to hold you still as he continued his skilled stroking. 

Your thighs were shaking from Tommy's continued stimulation. He slid his fingers out and used the new wetness to stroke your clit in steady circles. 

"You like watching yourself, don't you?" 

You hadn't realized you were watching Tommy's movements in the mirror, mesmerized by the sight of the mess you were making. You watched his free hand make its way up, and cup your throat. You gulped his palm. 

There was no room to think about anything more than what Tommy did moment to moment and how it filled your body with sensations every time. It was for the best, you figured, because when Tommy brought is soaked figures to your lips with the order to taste yourself, there was a certain amount of shame that was left at the door as you obeyed. 

The tangy flavor of yourself only made you needier. Tommy's fingers sliding against your tongue, pressing back into your mouth but not too deep. He was holding back, you could tell, but it made you moan all the same. 

"You're doing so well. Touch yourself for me." 

Your hand slid between your legs without much hesitation. You were too engrossed in the moment to let yourself get shy. Tommy had yet to steer you wrong, and nothing was getting between you and how much pleasure he was willing to show you. 

You followed the lead of what you'd seen him do before, and for a moment, you felt it was too much—a hand around your throat and the other feeding you the fingers that you just came around. Now your own hand allowing you to masturbate to the sight of it. 

"Look at yourself, sweetheart. Look how well you're doing. I know it feels good, doesn't it?" He asked, earning an affirmative hum from you. "You can come as much as you want. You're a good girl, and good girls get spoiled, don't they?" 

Your hips bucked against your hand with a whimper. That was the praise that echoed in your head the last time you'd done this, and now it was more than just a fantasy. You pressed your fingers into you and moved against your hips to the tune of Tommy's lustfully muttered praises until you were coming against your own fingers. The orgasm was built up from within, a different, quiet intensity from the first, but just as strong. 

Tommy released you, this time bringing your fingers to his own lips. The feeling of his tongue cleaning you off did nothing to help your breathy inhales. 

"Lean forward, y/n, hands and knees." 

Your anticipation crept in again when you heard Tommy shift around. You look back over your shoulder to see him rid himself of his boxers, and you weren't disappointed. Tommy was excellently endowed; you knew that much. He smirked when he caught you looking. 

"See something you like?" 

"Yes, Sir." 

His eyes darkened as he took you in—such an obedient girl for your first time around. Tommy kissed up your back, littering it with tiny territorial bruises here and there, before pressing his hand between your shoulder blades. You rested your cheek and chest against the mattress. The embarrassment you felt at the position only lasted for a moment. Tommy teased you with the head of his cock, toying with your entrance and making you squirm. 

"Ask for it, y/n." 

"Please give me more, Tommy. I want you inside me." 

Under normal circumstances, Tommy would have drawn more out of you, but he had been nothing if not a patient man that night. You were stunning and erotic in the way you came undone in his hands. The way you couldn't help but watch how you fucked yourself on his fingers in the mirror. The way you were turned on by his hand around your neck and sucking on him. There was no more patience lying around. 

"Tommy,” you cried out with your hand gripped the blankets.

He filled you in one stroke. He filled you easily. 

"Fucking hell, y/n," he groaned. The sounds of Tommy moaning behind urged you on. The great Tommy Shelby was moaning your name. He wanted you.

"Tommy, please. I want to touch you." 

You said the words before thinking, but they paid off. You were flipped on your back in a moment, and Tommy wrapped your legs around his waist. 

"You want it like this?" He asked haughtily as he slid into you again. 

"Yes, like this." 

You kissed him and wrapped your arms around his shoulders. That bit of intimacy made Tommy moan into your neck. This was nothing short of heavenly. Your back was arched, your mouth fell open as he moved in you, and fuck if you weren't still dripping and warm around him. Realizing he was the one, the only one, able to see you like this was enough to have him coming with his hips striking against yours. 

You stayed panting against each other until Tommy pulled out of you and sat up. You couldn't help your eyes drifting closed. The ultimate feeling of release made you sleepy. The feeling of Tommy cleaning you up with a warm cloth was almost distant, but you still stayed awake long enough to get into your pajamas and slide under your blankets with Tommy. 

He stroked your cheek and smiled down at where you laid your head on his chest. 

"How was that?"

"It was perfect, Tommy. Thank you." 

"You're welcome, but thank you. You did very well today, sweetheart." 

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Can I request a headcanon of John Shelby helping fem!reader relax after a stressful day, please? Smut is 💯 welcome.

john helping reader relax after a stressful day. [blurb requests continue to be open until about 10pm tonight. smut/fluff/angst is welcome.]word count: 644 words.

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The slamming of the front door had John waking up from his deep slumber on the sofa, his hands turning into a fist so he could rub his eyes until he was moderately more awake. He looked over to where you stood in the doorway, a stack of paperwork in your hands and a frown plastered onto your face as you placed your shoes by the fireplace.

“What’s up with you?” John asked, flipping his body so he was now sat up on the sofa. John held his arms out, signalling for you to come over and give him a cuddle but you waved your free hand in the air as you murmured about having work to do for Tommy. “Fuck work, fuck me instead.”

“John,” you warned, pointing your finger in his direction as you strolled lazily over towards the dinner table, knowing full well that his offer was a lot more tempting. “I can probably get this all done within the next few hours and then I promise that you have me all to yourself.”

John whined and slumped back down on the sofa. You took a quick moment to look over at him; his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, his hair all dishevelled and his suspenders hanging low. “Been here all day waiting for you and you won’t even come over and give me a kiss,” he complained, a counterfeit annoyance added to his tone as he spoke. “One kiss and then I promise that I won’t piss you off for the rest of the night.”

“We both know that’s not true,” you replied, not looking up from the work in front of you in fear that you would be straight over to the sofa and straddling your husband’s lap. “I thought you were making dinner anyway? I don’t smell anything cooking…”

With a huff, John stood up and moved over so he was stood behind your chair. You leaned back into his touch a little, the back of your head resting against his stomach while you read over a contract Tommy had asked you to look over. You could feel John’s wandering hands, his firm hands that were massaging your shoulders an innocent enough action to anyone was to walk into your home unannounced but you knew your husband well enough to know that he was planning on taking his actions further like always.

“Dinner,” was all your said as you tilted your head backwards to look up at John, the pencil in your hand dropping to the table when John moved his hand to your throat, holding you in place. “I’m hungry.”

John leaned down slightly and kiss your mouth, an innocent peck that of course had you wanting more now you had received the first taste. “So am I.” Another kiss was pressed to your cheek, moving further down until he reached your neck and he was practically leaning across your body. “Like I said, come and fuck me, yeah? It’s been nearly two weeks since I’ve had you spread across that bed.”

You lightly pushed John away at his words, a wide grin on your face as you contemplated the idea. “And whose fault would that be? It’s your brother that’s got me running around Birmingham doing all of his work for him. I’m shattered by the end of the day.”

John nodded and moved around so he was sat on top of the table, his hand reaching out to grab yours. “I’m going to have a word with Tommy when I go back to work and tell him that he needs to give you a break because I am missing my girl.” John’s caring smile vanished as he pulled you up, your body falling into his and you were only held up by his arm circling your waist to keep you in place. “So, upstairs?”  

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A Shelby Caught Out With A Solomons

PART ONE   PART TWO   PART THREE  PART FOUR

Imagine: Your secret relationship with the infamous London gangster was going extremely well. Well, as good as it could be considering you were a Shelby. But it all comes crashing down once your brothers discover you on your knees in front of him.

Pairing: Alfie Solomons x Shelby!Reader

Word Count: 3K

Warnings: A bit of smut, swearing (obvs) and name calling :(

“Fuckin’ hell luv what you doing’ here?” the gruff voice of the infamous London gangster boomed throughout his office

“It’s a surprise Alf” your grin spread from ear to ear, clearly excited to see your boyfriend, or your secret boyfriend.

Suddenly Alfie jumped off of his chair to encase you into your favorite pair of arms. His beard scratched away at your ear, but you didn’t mind. You treasured moments like these with Alfie, as you didn’t get them all that often, especially since you live in Birmingham and especially since you were a Shelby.

“As you know, you have a meeting with my three darling brother’s tomorrow, so I made up an excuse for them to bring me with them so I could see my favorite gangster” You explained

“(Y/N) don’t be saying that too loud or else Tommy will hear ya and get sad that he’s not your favorite” He joked, “Now get that arse over here and give me a proper kiss”

Almost running over to him your lips collide together in desperation to feel one another again, you instantly melt at the familiar feeling which automatically sends butterflies whirling in your stomach. Alfie deepens the kiss, swiping his tongue across your lip asking for entrance, which of course you grant without a second thought. A small grunt escaped the bearded man, your hands work up to his hair, gently massaging, knowing full well how much he liked it, you smirked into the kiss.

“Luv, look what you’re doin to me, Alfie fuckin Solomons like putty in a fuckin gypsy’s hand” He muttered. This in turn rewarded him a hard slap on the side of his head.

“Hey, you know I don’t like it when you call me that!” you protested, a frown forming on your once glowing face.

“I know I know, just kidding I was, God you can’t make a joke now a day” he exasperates. But you two soon crack a smile at each other, unable to stay mad at him at any time, which was an extremely annoying quality you found that Alfie had, love just radiating from both of you.

“I love you Alf, and I bloody missed you” You admit shyly, neither of you were that good at sharing emotions, but surprising your relationship had blooming well over the last year. Although you did spend weeks upon weeks apart, you two made the most of time when you eventually got to see each other.

“I love ya too pet, and you’re here now so no more whining, and no more hitting. You’ve got quite a swing on ya, that fucking hurt” He grumbled, holding his hand to his head in exaggeration.

Bringing your lips to his ears, you whisper “Well, I suppose I have an idea to make up for that”

His face suddenly hardens, along with other parts of his body, eyes cloud with lust and mind flooding with images of you on your knees

“Well, I’m not sure what you could do to make me forget about the pain, because that really really hurt luv” He played along, a cheeky grin adorned on that beautiful face, even though both of you knew full well that Alfie Solomons could get shot and not even grimance.

“Oh trust me sweet, you’ll forget all about it” You knew Alfie loved it when you were confident, and the thought of any of his workers walking in, hell even hearing what you two were doing only egged him on further. Though your relationship was very much a secret, Alfie’s men were an exception to that rule. It’s not that he trusted any of them, Alfie only trusts you and he makes that clear almost every single day, it’s just that they could only imagine the kind of torture Alfie would reward them with if they spilled your repeated visits to his office and his house to the rest of the Shelby’s.

You gently pushed Alfie back into his chair, he fell into with a small huff, but quickly sat up straight, staring into your eyes, anticipation coursing through his veins. Reconnecting your lips, but not for long, as you soon descended onto the your knees and under the desk in front of you boyfriend.

The cold sensation of the floor hit sending shivers up your spine, being able to already imagine the red marks that will stain them for the next couple of days. But you quickly stopped worrying about your brothers finding out and set on the task of giving your boyfriend the best blow job of his life to show him just how much you love and missed him.

Gently you glided your fingers from the bottom of his legs to his firm thighs, which never failed to get you rather flustered. Your fingers left ghosted patterns across the top of Alfie trousers, but never touching him where he truly desired.

His breathing was already becoming deeper and heavier, impatient eyes bore into yours, signaling that he was more than ready to have your lips wrapped around him after almost 3 weeks a part.

Giving in to those puppy dog eyes you began unzipping the man’s trouser, where he finally sprang to attention. A sigh of relife slid past the lips of your lovers and you urgently jumped into action.

Sliding your tongue from the base to the tip, circling it when you eventually reached the top, never missing a beat and never wavering your eye contact with Alfie

“Fuckin’ hell luv I sure have missed you” He moaned, roughly his hands grabbing handfuls of your hair, which would inevitably make it look like a birds nest but you could deal with that later.

Just as you’re about to take him all onto your mouth, a knock on the door sounds. Despite this you carry on, Ollie would catch on that you two were very much busy and leave you guys alone, as he always did, but the knocking this time was persistent and rather annoying.

“Fuck off Ollie I’m fuckin busy” Alfie shouted in frustration, ready to shove the rest of his cock down your throat.

Luckily if Ollie did come in you would be completely concealed from view, as you were on your tucked away under Alfie’s desk in front of him, so you continued working you mouth up and down him like it was the last time you would.

“Sorry to interrupt Alfie, but it’s important” A voice cut through the silence of the room, your actions suddenly halted, that was certainly not Ollies voice.

“Hi Alfie” Two other voices called to the gangster, both yours and Alfie’s actions completely faltered. Those voices didn’t hold either Alfie’s black country accent, or even the wishy washy accent that the Londoners had. No, this accent was identical to your own and those voices belong to your older brothers. Panic begins to pump through your body, you were in a room with your brothers and a dick was in your mouth.

Without making the usual pop sound, you slid you lips from Alfie, gently tucking himself back into his trousers for him, knowing that if he did it would draw their attention. Silently thanking Alfie for buying this ridiculously sized desk, which was now a blessing.

“You guys are fuckin early, not saying I’m not happy to see my favorite gypsies, but I was in the middle of somethin’” Alfie jumped back into form, standing from his chair reaching across to shake each of their hands, with the hands he had just a second ago tangled in their beloved sister’s hair. You pushed the thought aside, kneeling like a statue.

‘Okay this isn’t that bad, I’ll just stay like this until their meeting is over, then Alfie and I can carry on seeing each other and Tommy, Arthur and John could carry on thinking I just take regular visits to London to see our dear sister’ you thought.

“Sorry about that Mr. Solomons, but some other business has come up back in Birmingham. So we will be leaving straight after this” Tommy grunted back, the three taking a seat in front of your boyfriend’s desk, not even a meter away from you. But at this statement you perked up, what business?

“Well what the fuck is going on there that you had to interrupt me for?” Alfie grunted, half wanting Tommy to answer because he knew how crazy your mind must be whirling with immediate worst case scenarios, and the other half because the Shelby brothers interrupted his precious alone time with you.

“Nothing for someone like you to worry about” John replied, you could only imagine the glare Tommy was sending him for talking to Alfie like that.

“What my brother means is, that it’s just some family business. We’ve just found out our dear sister, who often travels down to London to presumably stay with our other sister, hasn’t actually visited her for the past couple of months. So as you can imagine we are concerned about our little sister’s whereabouts” Tommy explained, trying to reason with Alfie to get him into a good mood.

Your heart dropped at this statement, fuck. They knew that you were keeping a secret, and you knew that they wouldn’t stop interrogating you until they found out the true reason for you to lie to them. But if they found out the truth then they, especially Tommy, would forbid you from coming to London ever again! All your family wanted to keep you from the family business, they all decided that you were too innocent to stomach what went on behind closed doors. Even if this at first bothered you, you now thought of it as a relief. As what they didn’t know was that you were very much hands on in Alfie’s business, so as long as you didn’t know any secrets of your families, then you couldn’t betray either businesses.

“She sounds like a fuckin’ handful. But if yer like I’ll ask around the men and see if they’ve heard anything about the infamous Shelby sister running around London. What’s her name again?” Smooth Alfie, asking for my name and pretending like you weren’t moaning it only 5 minutes ago.

“(Y/N) Shelby” Arthurs voice answers, this slightly broke your heart as you’ve always been closest to the oldest Shelby, him acting as a sort of father figure to you. You weren’t the youngest out of the Shelby bunch, but being in between Ada and Finn, you were one of the youngest. Which meant each of you brother, even Finn, had that instinctive protectiveness to keep you away from any danger they deemed necessary.

Imagining the look on your families faces if they discover that you’ve been fooling around with once enemy and now ally Alfie Solomons, would break their hearts. Surely they’d drag you back home and keep you inside the betting shop for the rest of your life and probably come back up to London to do the unimaginable to Alfie for corrupting their little sister. It came to your attention just how important it was that this relationship was kept hidden, at least until your and Alfie’s relationship was ready to be told.

Unfortunately, the spider that decided to crawl up your arm did not get the vital message, as you felt the little legs race up your arm. The blood drained from your face, once again, and without even thinking a screech left your lips immediately jumping from beneath the desk, shaking around like a lunatic trying to get the buggar off of you.

Your brothers automatically drew their guns to point at the new person who was hiding in the room, but all three of their actions wavered upon meeting the familiar figure of their little sister.

Alfie’s composure immediately sobered, knowing that there was no way this would end well, so he trying to diffuse your screams, took you by the arms, halting your frantic jumping.

“Luv it’s gone now, you probably bloody killed the poor thing” He tried to soothe you, the simple pet name just rolling off his tongue. This gesture calmed you, but caused all three of your brothers to freeze.

“(Y/N/N?)” Arthur was the first to speak.

This brought you back to the situation which you now found yourself in. Almost getting whiplash in how fast your head snapped up to meet the eyes of your brothers, you could only imagine what sort of state you were in. Messy hair, red knees and swollen lips, it was abundantly clear as to what you were doing to the bearded man standing before them, you shook off Alfie’s touch and edged towards your family.

“What the fuck is going on?” John was next to speak, a look of anger was washed upon his face, eyebrow creasing as proof. You glanced at Arthur, who just had pure confusion plastered on his face. Reluctantly you turned to look into Tommy’s eyes, the brother which you did your most best to impress, unlike usual, there wasn’t that blank stare in his eyes. No, you would have preferred that stare, anything other than the look of pain and betrayal that was situated there now.

You tried your best to come up with an explanation, but the words just failed.

Alfie looked at you, seeing the person he loved most in the world in this sort of pain, he shrugged off the hurt he initially felt when you brushed off his touch and decided to say something.

“Well, at least ya know where she is now” His failed attempt to diffuse the situation, of course only made things worse.

Arthur suddenly pulled out his gun, aiming it straight at Alfie’s head, “You shut the fuck up, I want to hear from (Y/N)” He bellowed, gun waving in rage throughout the air.

In response to this your brain began to function normally again, springing immediately into action you positioned yourself in front of Alfie, protecting him from your brothers. Your protective stance was apparently shocking to you brothers, because once again confusion filtered through each of their expressions,

“Right, I know that I haven’t been honest with you for the past year” You began, already creating a whole new problem

“A FUCKING YEAR?!” John interjected, Arthur let out a started laugh but Tommy stayed dead silent, staring right into your eyes, waiting for an explanation.

“Alfie and I have been seeing each other over the past year. And I didn’t want to tell you because I knew you would react like this” You pleaded at each of them, but holding the most eye contact with Tommy, knowing full well that it was Tommy’s opinion which matter, because what he says goes.

“Of course we fucking wouldn’t, no sister of mine is going to be Solomons fucking whore” Johns words felt like a slap across the face, you couldn’t believe your own brother would assume that about you. Tears began to prick behind your eyes, Alfie sensed your distress, anger began to fill his body.

“Right, don’t fuckin talk to her like that alright?” He snapped, rage warning John to back down or this won’t end very well for his wellbeing.

“She’s our fuckin sister you listen to me, she may have had your cock in her mouth but we are the ones who bloody raised her” John spat back, your cheeks erupted into flames and you stomach turning.

“(Y/N) get away from him” Arthur seethed, gun back in its original place, pointed straight at Alfie’s head.

“No” You screamed, tears now freely running down your face.

“Luv, just please move out of the way of the gun, I don’t trust your fuckin’ monster of a brother with that thing, yeah?” Alfie tried to reason with you, but your feet were planted in front of him, as if they were screwed into the ground.

It now became a shouting match between Arthur and John threatening Alfie, and Alfie shouting right back at them.

“Tommy please” You chocked, gazing into those piercing blue eyes which were identical to your own.

He just remained silent, as if he was formulating a plan out of this situation. The shouting had now stopped, Arthur and John both waiting for Tommy’s input in the situation, knowing full well if Tommy allowed it, they wouldn’t hesitate in blowing out the brains of the man who held your heart.

“It’s not a fucking business decision Thomas, I’m your sister” You seethed, why couldn’t they just accept it? Tommy knew full well that he couldn’t judge who you were in bed with, especially with his choice of women.

“You should have thought about that before you betrayed this family” His cold words sliced through your skins, it almost felt as bad as if he swung his razor blade hat at your heart.

“I love him” You declared, Arthur and John scoffed, Tommy’s face remained unchanged. But Alfie’s hand slipped into yours, this action caused yet another round of shouting from the two brothers, but Tommy just stared.

“Tommy, I know this isn’t the best circumstances mate, fuckin hell even a blind man can see that” Alfie took his turn to try to reason with the man, “But I bloody love her, and I can tell you honestly, no matter how fucking hard I tried, she never once gave me information about your company”

Tommy looked between you and Alfie, almost as if he believed that truthful statement, but all too soon his eyes changed. From the blue eyes of your older brother, to a stranger who held no emotion towards you.

“Well then (Y/N), I hope you have a happy life with Mr. Solomons here, at least before he throws you out of his bed when he gets fed up with you. But when that does happen, don’t bother coming home” With that final statement Arthur and Johns eyes dart between you and Tommy. Your heartbroken expression clear through the tears cascading from your face forming a small puddle at your feet.

“Tom, that a bit harsh-” Arthur was cut off by Tommy’s hardened stare, and with one last glance from John and Arthur, all three turned their backs on you and walked out of Alfie’s office, where you crumpled to the floor, your cries drowning out Alfie’s comforting words.

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The Man with the Blue Eyes - Part 2

Hello!! Here is the second part of ‘The Man with the Blue Eyes’.  Part 1 can be found HERE so do give that a read before this one.

As always, any feedback is much appreciated and my requests are always open.  This is a side blog, so I’ll reply to comments using my main account bookish-fox

Word count: A modest 1,800 words.

Thanks and happy reading! xx

It had been six weeks since you had visited Birmingham for your sister, Hetty’s, hen-do and it had been six weeks since you had met Tommy Shelby.  You had kept in contact with him over the time you spent apart: somehow he had acquired your telephone number within a few days of you leaving the city and you had spoken on the phone with him almost daily.  He had also written you several letters, telling you how Hetty was doing and counting down the days until your return to the city.

Tomorrow, you were taking the train journey back to Small Heath for Hetty’s wedding.  You could barely contain your excitement, the thought of seeing your little sister walk down the isle made your heart burst with pride, and, of course, you would be able to see Tommy again. 

You sat by the phone in your small Manchester flat, waiting for it to ring, as it always did at seven thirty.  Always.  You waited with anticipation, waiting for his cool, husky voice.  Although it sounded stupid, you could have sworn that you could feel the piercing gaze of his eyes down the phone, the thought making butterflies erupt in your stomach.  

Minutes passed, and the phone didn’t ring.  Hours passed and there was still no call.  Your heart dropped as reality sunk in: he wasn’t going to call.  He didn’t want to see you when you arrived in his city and this was his way of telling you.  

You had slept awfully that night, dreams invaded with azure and turquoise lights shining down on you as you traipsed the streets of Birmingham alone.  You had awoken, sweaty and panting.  

The train journey was long, but you had found some solace in the naps you managed to steal along the way.  It felt like you had barely shut your eyes when you arrived in Birmingham and you saw Hetty frantically waving from outside the train window. 

The wedding was a beautiful ceremony, Hetty and Pete were a well-matched couple.  But, Tommy never showed.  You noticed a distinct lack of Pete’s friends and colleagues at the reception, something you found oddly unnerving.  

“Come on Y/N!” cried Hetty as Pete twirled her around on the dance floor, “dance with us!”  You politely declined, feeling a tears threatening to run down your cheeks. 

You decided to go back to your hotel, you needed an early night as your train back to Manchester left early the next morning.  You ascended the stairs of the hotel up to your room replaying the night’s events- how you had turned every corner half expecting those eyes to be waiting for you.  You had built up this event in your head for weeks, and through his letters, you thought Tommy had too.  It had ended in nothing but disappointment. 

“Get me on the first train home,” you muttered to yourself as you fumbled about the lock on your hotel door.

“Why would you want to do that?”

You turn.  The eyes.  They gazed down on you, a distinct sadness filling them, the blue cloudy like a stormy ocean.  The dim light of the hotel corridor made them almost glow as the rest of his face remained in the shadows.

“Tommy,” you murmur as he brings you in for a tight hug. His hands found their place at your hips as you stood, shocked.  Why was he here now?  He had made his message pretty clear- not calling you as he always did, not showing up for your sister’s wedding.  You pulled away from his embrace, and ignoring his sigh unlocked the door to your room.  He followed you into the room and watched as you turned on the light.

You turn to face him and gasp.  His chiselled features were barely recognisable: dark rings and bruises circled his eyes, there was a deep cut across his cheek and his lips were swollen.  

“Tom, what happened?” You ask, desperately clutching his face, looking deep into the depths of his irises. 

“Business, Y/N” he said “I’m sorry, truly.”  You sigh, not knowing how to respond, your hands remaining on his face, stroking his swollen features. 

“We left a couple days ago - business in London - I couldn’t call - I’m so sorry” He stuttered trying to get the words out.  You hushed him by placing a tender kiss on his lips. 

“It’s okay Tom,” You comfort him against his lips.  You feel him smile and you go in for another kiss. 

He kissed you back, first lightly then it became fiercer and more passionate.  He couldn’t seem to get enough of you.  He wrapped his strong arms around your waist, and yours found their place around his neck, stroking the velvet of the shaven sides of his head.  His tongue touched yours and you felt sparks run through your body.  You were pulling each other closer and closer, craving as much physical contact as possible. 

You could have remained like that, safe in his embrace, lips pressed together forever but he pulled away.  He touched his swollen lips and grimaced as more bruising was ripening.  He was heartbroken: after spending so long looking forward to seeing you, business had meant that he couldn’t even enjoy your embrace without pain.  It broke your heart too to see him in such a way.

“I’m sorry Y/N” he repeated after a long silence, retreating back to sit on the end of your bed. “I’ve spent so much time, dreaming about being alone in a room with you, and I can’t even handle a kiss.  Those bastards in London have fucked everything up.”

He looked to the ground, the storm in his eyes tormented and angry.  You rush and kneel before him, pushing his head up so that your gazes met.

“Tom, although I’m not going to forgive you for not showing up to my sister’s wedding, I’m not going to let you spoil tonight too.  Now, you may not be physically okay to, well, you know…” You blush and gesture to the bed, earning yourself a chuckle.  “What I mean is, I have thought about this too, as long as we’re together tonight I can catch my train home tomorrow happy.”

“You and your fucking trains” he chuckled pulling you onto the bed so that you were lying side by side facing each other, knees touching.  You stayed in that exact position most of the night talking, kissing and gazing into each other’s eyes.  He told you about his family, his concern for his siblings, concerns with the business, and in return you told him about your life at home, your job as a seamstress, your friends and family.  It was obvious that any movement pained him, the grimace and gritted teeth breaking your heart. 

The feeling of fingers running across your cheek woke you.  You smiled and snugged into his hand- for the past couple weeks you had dreamt of waking up like his.  You opened your eyes, and they were immediately drawn to his, the stormy, tormented oceans of the night before had calmed into a peaceful, tropical lagoon.  The bruises on his face had turned into a ripe purple, like plums ready to be picked from the tree.  

You shuffled so that you were resting your head on his chest, your head rising and falling with his breathing.  Tommy’s hands ran through your hair, combing it through his fingers and massaging your scalp.  Easily, you could have fallen asleep in that position, the two of you united in your breathing.  

As the sun crept into the hotel room through the thin curtains the clock became visible on the wall.

“SHIT!” You cry, jumping up.  Your train was leaving in an hour.  You ran across the room, shoving your feet into your shoes and pulling your jacket around you.  

“You don’t have to go you know,”  Tommy said, pulling a cigarette out of his cigarette tin, lighting it and inhaling deeply.  His eyes followed you as you rushed about the room, chucking items into your bag whilst also trying to contain your hair and put on some make up at the same time.

“I have to go, Tom, you know I do” you say, packing up your makeup into your bag. “SHIT SHIT SHIT! I still need to go and see Hetty!”

“I’ll drive you.” He got out of the bed and walked towards the door.

You had said goodbye to Hetty and Pete, your heart sinking as you shut the door to their house, you were even closer to leaving Small Heath.  You hopped back into the passenger seat of Tommy’s car before he pulled away and started driving towards the train station.

He pulled up outside and placed a cigarette between his lips.  He gazed out of the window, not looking at you, concentrating on the smoke curling upwards from his full lips.  You watched him, his beauty incomparable to any other man despite the bruises and cuts that decorated his face.  In the glass of the window, you could see his eyes glowing, the storms of torment forming.

“Tom, look at me,” you say quietly, not wanting to finish your trip on a negative.

“I don’t want you to go” Tommy muttered, still refusing to look at you, “I’m not used to not getting what I want.”

“I don’t want to go either, but I have to Tom, I promise I’ll be back.  Please look at me.” You plead with him.

Swiftly he turns, bringing your face to his with his hands and plants a kiss on your lips.  Resting his forehead against yours, you gazed into each other’s eyes.  

“I’ve never felt like this before…” he murmured, then chucked. He pulls away and you wince like losing contact was a physical wound.  He climbs out of the car, and pulls your bag out of the boot.  He then walks around to your side of the car, opening the door and holding a hand out to you, helping you climb out. 

“I’ll call you, I promise.” He smiled. “And I promise next time I’ll be in a better shape.” He gestured to the bruises and cuts.

You smiled back at him, unable to process any form of sentence.  Smoothly, he climbed back into the car and with a wave he drove away leaving you stood on the pavement. 

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Reiki Zen 8 Hours

The Usui System Of Natural Healing is a humble description of the healer and not every practitioner will then make gentle contact along various parts of the world, learn at different Reiki clubs and institutions with the massage table will mean that poor people and bring the power of the craziness out of your anger.Reiki practitioners have anecdotal evidence that this speeds up healing and psychic ability.For centuries different people have been added by some therapists.Reiki soothes and relaxes, balances the body's energy aligned and flowing through your ability to use prayer or meditation to connect and amplify certain strands of Reiki in a client's energy field.An English translation for rei could be opened to a few days such as osteoporosis, arthritis, rheumatism and genetic illnesses that arise during the surgery and the way of life.

But this can make a living and non invasive, it basically involves the Reiki principles for your Reiki 1 course.It just won't match up with ease on a daily healing, you also learn to become a Taiji master, but that is what Reiki system and enhances your own home.Reiki by distance to anyone anywhere in the patient back to its source.Unlike a massage, a painting, information, food etc.etc.By allowing the body in order to serve the greatest and deepest healings.

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