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cilliansaccent · 5 years ago

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Could you maybe write something about Cillian being insecure because the reader is around 10 years younger and a successful artist? Like with getting shipped with people her age and stuff

Word Count: 924

Warnings: None. All fluff. Enjoy!

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Coming home to you was a dream for Cillian. He had not expected to even meet someone as the likes of you. Cillian's friends had mentioned that you were so out of his league, that you would crush him with a simple stare or a word.

But no, you were... You were everything to him. You were beautiful, perfect, your smile as radiant as the sun and the millions of stars. Cillian was entirely captivated by you.

Yet, as the weeks went by, Cillian couldn't shake off the feeling of nervousness and worry. He watched you sit at the couch, reading your favourite book before the fire with a cup of hot tea on the table.

Cillian walked over and leaned over to press a kiss to your jaw, "Hello, Y/N." He murmured against your skin.

"Hi," You glanced up at him, you never cared if he interrupted you while you read. He was the only one that never caught the angry snap of your voice, "How are you?" Your hand came up to cup his cheek as his lips came across to yours.

"I'm wondering, how about you?" He asked you as he came around to sit beside you.

"Fantastic. Was work fine?" You asked.

"Always." He nodded, reaching out to play with your hair. There was a strange look in his eyes, you could see it. Even in his body language.

Cillian admired you, always ever since he saw you pop up on TV or in interviews. You were one fantastic actor in the acting career, capturing hearts all over the world with your unbelievable talent.

You both met when you were at an awards ceremony, where you gained one for best leading actor. Things had hit off since then and it wasn't much of a secret anymore that you two were dating.

Though despite keeping himself so secret from the world, Cillian had a private Instagram account which he barely used. It was your idea so he did so.

It seemed so tedious but he managed but now he kind of regretted it. Fans of hers continued to do this thing, called 'shipping'. Where you were paired with different people either from the movie you were in or in other shows you participated in.

Cillian felt... so at odds. These people you were 'shipped' with were closer to your age, by a year or two. Much better looking, better bodies, flashier cars and houses.

While he lived in a small single-story, he didn't have anything branded like Gucci or Prada or a Mercedes car. No. He lived a very simple life, simple clothing, simple home.

And as Cillian gazed at you longing, he saw how young you were. Smooth skin, young curious eyes and a life full of adventure and growth. Here he was, already in his forties and he could feel the age in him. He was getting old and he felt as if he was holding you back.

"Cillian?" You asked, now concerned as he didn't reply. You could see the turmoil churning behind his dashing eyes.

"Ah- Shit." He looked away, sighing. "I'm sorry, Y/N. I'm sorry."

You set your book down and cupped his face, bringing his attention back to you, "What is it? Talk to me." You never saw him so sad like this before.

"It's nothing. Really." He tried to remove your hands but you held firm.

"No. I can see you want to talk. So talk, Cillian. Something is bothering you." You shook your head.

Cillian took a moment before he said with a soft voice, "I feel like I'm not your match."

"What?" You blinked, taken aback by his statement. "What do you mean?"

"Like... Look. I-I don't live a flashy life like the rest of the actors. I'm... I'm so... bland. I got nothing to offer you that could match the others, I don't drive a fast car, I'm not fit like those men that your fans like to pair you with or-" He sucked in a deep breath, "And I'm old. You got so much life in you and I feel like I'm simply dragging you down."

You stared at him for a bit when he stopped talking, "Oh Cillian." You said with a shake of your head, "Cilly. You can never possibly drag me down. To be honest, I don't care if you live privately. I don't care if you own local brands or a cute little car. I got you. I have you right here." You placed his hand over your heart. "I love who you are. Every part of you. You are my treasure that I will forever keep. No one else can make me happy as you do, you understand me and that is what matters. Not the materialistic things. Just you and who you are."

Cillian held your gaze, he saw the pure love that shone in them. His heart twisted. He loved you, so much and he pulled you into a tight hug. "I love you, Y/N. I love you so much. I'm sorry for these silly thoughts. I just- I got so worried-"

"Shush." You pulled back and pressed your lips to his, "No one or anything in this world can deter my love for you. Remember that." You smiled.

"Alright. Okay, Y/N. Now I best make it up to you, yeah?" His smile turned wicked.

"Only if you want to." You giggle as he lifted you. You wrapped your arms around his neck.

"I always want to." He said and carried you upstairs.

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cilliansaccent · 5 years ago

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Cillian x F!Reader - Request #2

Anon Request: Hi Love Can you do a smutty cute Valentines One-Shot for Cillian where the reader is his girlfriend and this is their first Valentines together? Something romantic, him surprising her? Thanks so much xxx

Word Count: 2,284

Warnings: Smut! With fluff at the end, enjoy <3

When February had come around, Cillian was set to work on making Valentines Day the very best for you. You and Cillian were only dating for a little over a month now, sharing your first kiss together on New Year's Eve as fireworks exploded in the night sky, much like the love that bloomed between you two. Cillian knew you loved the outdoors and the city, but also had a knack for dancing. You tried to figure out what he was doing but he was tight-lipped and would not give any little detail away.

So you had to suffer and roll your eyes at him as he fussed around and was out and about. "Such a pain in the ass," You muttered and finally gave up pestering him. When V-Day finally arrived, you were quite excited as this was the first time you shared it with someone special. As you wandered downstairs, the smell of heavenly food greeted you as you stood in the threshold. Cillian was totally naked but had an apron with 'Kiss the Cook' in cursive writing and plenty of hearts. You let out a loud laugh and hold your tummy, "Oh my god!" You gasped as you leaned against the threshold. "You like it?" He came over, arms spread wide with a spatula in a hand. "You are ridiculous," You shook your head as he hugged you tight, "But I love that about you." Cillian chuckled and kissed you deeply, "Happy Valentines, my love." He said as his hands trailed down your back and squeezed your ass. "Naughty! Get back to cooking!" You yelped and batted his hands away and raced to the dining table. There was a card and a massive bouquet of roses, reading the card your heart raced and your cheeks went red. "Thank you, Cillian." He turned as he had come over with two plates. "No need, today is about you." He said as he set them down. "And you. I got something for you too." You said and hurried out, before returning with a long narrow bag and a big card. "You didn't need to," He frowned but was smiling as he took the things from you. You watched in anticipation as he read the card, his smile softening before he looked into the bag. He gasped. "Oh god!" He said as he pulled out a bottle of red wine, "Where did you find this?" He asked astonished. Cillian loved his red wines, and he had a particular one he loved a lot but it was very hard to find them in London. "Can't tell you, secret." You winked before you were suddenly lifted up and spun around. "I'm gonna get dizzy! Cillian!" You laughed as he set you down and peppered your face with kisses. "I love you so, so much," He murmured against your lips. You giggled, it was only recently you started to spill the three words to each other, "I love you too, Y/N," It was odd to say it, still getting used to it. You both sat and ate with romantic music playing softly from his record, talking about general things. Once breakfast was over you decided to do the cleaning up despite his complaints he wanted to do them. So you ended up doing them together. Then he pulled you away from the kitchen and in the dining room, and wrapped an arm around your waist, "What are you doing?" You asked. "Dancing with you," He replied, holding your arm out and your fingers laced together. You smiled as you both swayed slowly, body to body. He still wore that damn apron but it was quite cute on him. Tilting your head up you stared at him, "I know you have something else planned for today." You murmured. "I might." He replied with a shrug as his other hand now dropped to your waist, he leaned down and kissed you deeply. You pulled him closer as you kissed slow, the dancing coming to a stop. Cillian's hands bunched up the silk gown you wore and felt a coolness brush along your bare backside, then he walked you back to the single-seater and you sat. You knew where this was going. Cillian knelt, he had discarded the apron and you admired his beautiful, naked body. Freckles peppered his chest and stomach and fine hair gathered in the middle of his chest and a happy trail led down from his belly button to that awaiting length you totally enjoyed. You smirked as his hands moved up your parted thighs, "Is this the other planned thing you had?" You asked, your gown being moved up higher. "Yes and no," He replied, head lowering to press kisses to the soft skin of your thigh. Letting out a soft sigh, you held up the gown to reveal you indeed wore nothing underneath it, "This is my other gift to you." You purred. He let out a groan and hooked your legs on the armrest of the couch, "This will taste so much nicer than the wine," He mused, his breath warm against the pink slit of your sex. "Taste me, Cillian," You let out a soft moan, brows furrowed. "Of course I will, Y/N." He grunted and pushed his head into you, his tongue parting you and flicking against the bundle of nerves. His mouth began to explore you, sucking on your folds and occasionally gave attention to that throbbing clit. You moaned with bliss, your hands in his peaky cut hair. You could feel his mouth working you, dragging every little moan out of you with a growl of delight. It sent vibrations through you and you gripped your breast, rolling it against your palm to ease the intense pleasure. "Cillian~ oh that's it, baby. Oh like that- ah use your tongue-" You managed to gasp out, oral sex was probably your favourite via Cillian. He was an expert, his tongue pulling you apart before it delved into you to tongue fuck you for a bit. You let out a cry of pleasure and rolled your hips a little, his hand had come up to rub your clit while the other tried to pin you down. "Cilly! Ah!" You could feel the muscles below contract and tightened, knowing you were close. You always came so quickly but that didn't mean he would stop right there. He would make sure you were entirely dry of any more orgasms. Hips bucking, you gripped your breast harder and his hair too, head tilted back and a cry erupted from your throat and you came all over his tongue and lips. Cillian didn't waste time and you were yanked off the couch, turned and bent over the chair he was behind you. You felt him rub the shaft of his cock against your wet slit, teasing you for what was to come. "Cillian- Please- you know I hate the teasing." You whined, unable to do anything as he had you right where he wanted you to be. "Mmm, but I love to do this to you." He said and was suddenly deep inside you with one thrust of his hips. A strangled cry came from you as you gripped the chair for dear life, his thrusting fast. Your breasts bounced at the movement behind you, but you knew each of the powerful thrusts he gave you. It was out of love and adoration he had for you. You could hear the soft moan of your name that graced his parted lips, he lifted you up so your back was pressed to his chest, "I love you, Y/N. I love you so much." He turned your head and claimed your lips, kissing you with so much passion you had difficult on returning it. He lifted you back up and you were laid back on the couch, he mounted you and was back inside you once more and resumed his thrusting. His head was tucked into your neck, kissing the soft skin under your jaw. "Cillian- This feels wonderful- Oh god yes." You smiled with utter joy, your nails scoring his back lightly before gripping his ass to urge him to go faster. He did, and the sound of skin to skin could be heard, the heavy grunts that reverberated through his slender body. That same tension below began to build up, you could feel the walls tighten around his cock. Even the slight twitch that told you Cillian was close as well. "Yes! Yes!" You gasped with delight, your arms around his shoulders once more, "Cillian!" His moans grew louder by the second and his rolling hips indicated he was about- He let out a loud cry, face twisted in ecstasy as his load shot into you. Warmth spread up your body and caused you to come not too long after him, shaking against him. His kisses were gentle along your skin, all the way to your lips and he kissed you deeply, "Mine." He murmured, pulling out of you. "And you are mine, too, Cillian." You whispered back, stroking the hair out of his face before you moved and soon enough you were between his legs. "Y/N..." Cillian muttered as he watched those delicate fingers take his cock, you slowly rubbed him, biting your bottom lip and examined him with heat in your eyes. You did a thing where you pressed your thumb on the underside of the head, it didn't hurt since Cillian moaned. "Y/N!" He gasped. "Mhm." You let out a chuckle and lowered your head to the sac beneath his shaft, sticking your tongue out you brought his balls in and sucked on them gently. You could just see how his hands were fisted at his sides, so you kept going. Then you took a slight bite out of him and he gasped, "Y/N, you absolute minx!" Your head was snapped back and he kissed you hard. "You love it," You nipped his bottom lip and pushed him back and went back to teasing his cock with soft licks and sucking along his shaft. Once to the tip you opened your mouth and slowly took him in. You took how much you could take and began to bob your head, slowly, wanting to feel him against your tongue. Cillian grabbed a handful of your hair, watching how you worked his cock so well. The warmth and moist cavern of your mouth made Cillian hold back and not to face fuck you even though he so desperately wanted to do it. But fuck... You, on your knees, sucking him. It was the best gift he could ever ask and he would never ask for anything better. Just you as a person was all that he needed in his life. He loved that about you. Cillian panted, eyes back on your head. "That's it, baby, oh baby you are doing so well. I'm close oh," He moaned, forcing you to take him deeper and you happily obliged. Your head bobbed faster, gagging a little as he hit the back of your throat. You could feel him close, his fast panting and the curses that slipped from his lips. You did not let up until he barked out a curse loud enough for the heavens to hear before he came inside your mouth. You pulled back for the rest to go on your face and you laughed as you sat back and gazed up at him. "God, Y/N, that was... amazing..." He said, looking at your messy face before tissue was passed to you. Cleaning your face you crawled to sit beside him, legs over his, "It was. I am so glad to have spent this day with you." You kissed him. He grinned against your lips, "It's not over. Let's go shower and get ready, I got somewhere to take you." He said. You raised your brow in question but didn't argue as you both went up and showered. He finished first and ironed his shirt as well as the dress you had picked out. Once out, you dried up, readied your hair and did some light make-up. You pulled on that dress Cillian so loved on you and then it was time to go. He drove you just a little outside of the main part of London and you walked hand in hand to... Your favourite pub. You had met Cillian here one night, they had a live band and you could dance. You were dancing without a care in the world with your friends and he had come up to you afterwards to introduce himself. You had not expected someone like him to talk to you but here you were, arriving back to the same place you met. "Oh Cillian," you beamed, "You are so amazing." "Anything for you, love." He said and took you inside. Dinner was perfect and you both stayed until the band came on, the same one as well. Cillian took the chance to ask you to go and dance to the slow romantic song, among the other couples. You agreed and together you were body to body, heart to heart. None around you but you and him and the music that filled the spaces between and around. Cillian's lips brushed your temple, no words were needed to speak the affection. It was the actions, it spoke louder than words. All night you danced, drank and nibbled on food. But mostly dancing. It was a perfect way to end the night. In the arms of the man you loved so dearly. You knew he was the one and no one else could come close to how he was to you.

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