#i couldn't even recognise my brother when he admitted he sent an anon to me before

[sleep-nurse]

YOU. Youre pogger awesomesauce sorry this isn't much I need to go to sleep (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠)

I HAVE A FEELING I KNOW WHO THIS IS SHJKGHKEGHJEHJKGH

[opheliasbrokenmind]

lolita

requested by: anon said 'Thomas Shelby x younger reader. If you do it - daddy kink tommy ? x'

word count: 1.7K+

warnings: sexual tension, daddyxbabygirl references

a/n: so here's my first work based on a request. i tried my best, hope you like it. btw i didn't want it to turn into smut so you can finish it with your imagination. love y'all 🖤

lolita, light of my love, fire of my loins. 

my sin, my soul.

would you be mine, would you be my baby tonight?

You and your friends came to Garrison to celebrate your graduation from college, you all wanted to enjoy the night and have some drinks. You started to drink, alcohol wasn't a thing that makes you drunk quickly. You ordered a glass of red wine and chatted with your beloved friends, Cecilia and Veronica. They were always there for you, the best company of yours. Cecilia and you studied literature but Veronica studied physics. While you were drinking, the boys left you to get some drinks. William was Cecilia's boyfriend and Edward had a crush on Veronica. People expected you and Robert to be a couple but, of course, you weren't.

The girls understood why, because you always had a taste for men older than you. Grown-up men always turned you on with the way they acted. You dated with boys older than you in college but they were still young for you. The boys came back and Robert gave you a drink with a smirk, you nodded and thanked him while forcing a smile. Cecilia got it and asked a question to Robert, you smiled at her to show your gratitude. You continued chatting with your friends, after fifteen minutes they sent you to get the drinks.

When you reached to the bartender, you ordered the drinks and started to wait. You looked around and something got your eye. Not something, but someone. He was a man with dark hair and the most beautiful blue eyes you've ever seen in your life. He looked like he was at his late-30s. He had a sharp face and a muscular body. You couldn't help but watch him, his handsome face taking you over. Then you noticed his eyes, the shining blues were watching you. You shocked and glanced away, didn't want him to know you were watching him.

God, you were so wrong. Tommy laid his piercing blue eyes on you since you walked into the Garrison with your friends. He was with his brothers and his cousin, Michael, and he couldn't understand what they were talking about, not even a word. He was too focused on you, watching you chatting with your friends. When you came to the bar, he couldn't help but stare at your body. You were wearing a long dress but he had to admit that you were sexy as fuck with your long legs and your bare shoulders, he continued to stare at you when you glanced away.

'Nice one, Tommy.' John sent his brother a smug face. 'Isn't she a bit young for you?' Michael asked curiously. 'I don't think so, she looks like a tiger. Go get 'er, Tommy.' Arthur answered his cousin, noticing the change in his brother's face. He looked nervous when he thought she was really young for him. 'I don't know, she is really young for me.' John's smile widened, 'Who says that? Fuck'em.' Thomas started to think but his brother's smile disappeared, 'Who is that bastard?'  The blue eyes turned to the scene and saw a young lad next to the girl. He recognised the boy, he was the one who gave her a drink and Thomas saw that she was forcing the same smile again. He couldn't help but smile a little, he noticed that she didn't like him.

The night continued and your friends started getting drunk. Cecilia laughed at every damn word his boyfriend said and Veronica was flirting shamelessly with Edward. After making an attempt to you at the bar, Robert gave up and started to talk with the girl at the next table. You sat there, sipping your whiskey. You grabbed your lighter and lit a cigarette. Inhaling a long breath, you gave the smoke slowly and looked around. You saw him again, the mysterious man with blue eyes. Veronica saw you, 'Oh, so you noticed him finally. He had his eyes on you since we came here.'

You took another drag from your cigarette, 'I don't think so, you're drunk.' Cecilia overheard you in the noise and joined the conversation, 'Yeah, maybe we're drunk but he is watching you, y/n.' You swung tremulously, didn't want to believe it but you felt his eyes and raised your head. His mesmerizing blue eyes connected with your y/e/c ones. A small smile danced on his lips but it disappeared immediately. 'Don't say that you'll sit here and watch him all night.' You rolled your eyes, 'This is exactly what I'm going to do.'

Veronica pushed you a little, 'Are you serious? Just go and talk to him! You'll never see him again and do I need to mention that he is hot as fuck?  Like he can fuck you just with his eyes, imagine him in the bed.' Cecilia nodded, 'Move your ass or I'll kick you from this table.' You let out a breath, 'First, there's no way I'm doing it. And second, you won't do that.' Cecilia laughed, 'Try me. I'll kick your ass if you don't stand up and go talk to him in two minutes.' You sent her a look but she didn't give a fuck about it. You stubbed your cigarette and slowly stood up. 'If I screw, I'll make you regret that.'

Girls cheered and you walked to his table. You felt eyes on you, they belonged to men around him. Some of them looked like him, you thought they were his brothers or something. He noticed you but stood still, smoking his cigarette. But his eyes were on you, that cold blue ones were going to be the end of you. You finally made your way to him and smiled sheepishly, 'Um, hello. Would you like to...' You couldn't finish your sentence when he stared at you. 'Would I like to what?' He echoed you and his deep voice made your knees went weak.

The men smiled widely you blushed even deeper like it was possible.  'Dance with me?' Your voice was low and soft but unfortunately, he heard you. 'Why?' You sighed with his question, what was wrong with him? You felt awkward but decided to be more confident. 'Cause I liked you.' He lifted an eyebrow and the men watched you with open mouths. 'Why would I do that?' You rolled your eyes, 'If you don't want just say no, okay? I'm not gonna spend my night with your annoying questions.' He smirked, 'We got an impatient one 'ere, ay?' He threw his cigarette and stood up slowly.

He let you lead him to the dance floor and a slow song started to play. 'So you liked me?' You blushed again, he continued. 'Why would you like me, I'm too old for you.' You smiled a little and whispered without thinking, 'And maybe that's what turns me on.' A small smile played on his plump lips, you couldn't help but think how good they'd feel on you. 'Naughty.' His hands found your hips and he pulled you closer, leaving you no choice but touch his chest with your small hands. His muscles tightened under your touch. 'If I'm naughty, so are you.'

'You forgot that you are the one who came to my table and asked me to dance with you.' You looked at him directly and spoke without breaking the eye contact, 'And you are the one who watched me since I walked in.' He seemed surprised, 'I bet your friends told you this.' It was your turn to be surprised, he smiled. 'It looks like my guess is true. Eh, you're not the one who notices men, right?' You didn't give an answer and wrapped your arms around his neck, closing the distance between you and him. You felt complete with him.

Suddenly, you felt his breath at the back of your neck and couldn't help but let out a whimper. The sexual tension was too much for both of you, though you didn't move. His breath hitched and he spoke slowly, 'If you make that sound again, I won't be able to control myself.' You murmured quietly, 'What sound?' Then one of his hands went down and you felt his hand on your leg, his long fingers tracing your bare skin. You tried to control it but whimpered again and he groaned, 'Fuck. Go and take your coat. We're leaving.'

You followed his orders and quickly took your coat. Girls grinned like cheshire cats and you smiled widely. You were at the door in two minutes, he was waiting for you already. For love of the god, his house wasn't far. You crushed your lips to his pink ones and he took over the control, kissed you dominantly. His lips moved to your neck, you turned your head slowly to give him a better angle, then he made something that caused you to moan loudly. He connected his lips with your skin but didn't move. 'Say it.' His husky voice commanded you. 'I want it. God, I want it so badly.'

'What do you want?' He asked again. 'I want you to kiss my neck, my lips. I want you to do whatever you want to me. I want you to be my daddy tonight.' He slowly licked your neck, 'Daddy? If you call me that, it'll be a rough night love. What's your name?' You sighed, waiting for him to kiss your neck. 'y/n.' He admired how soft your name sounded, you looked too innocent to him. 'Thomas Shelby.' Then he kissed you like there was no tomorrow and you melted into him.

He lifted you up and took you to his bedroom, took off your clothes immediately. You laughed when he hurriedly threw his clothes to the floor, 'Oh, you're a hasty, daddy.' His jaw clenched with your voice, you tensed him. 'You won't be able to walk when I'm done with you, babygirl.' You smiled, 'Don't be cruel, Mr Shelby.' He couldn't believe that his name on your lips has an effect on him.

'What I'm going to do with you?' He sighed. 'What do you want me to do, daddy?' He bit his bottom lip and understood that he couldn't wait anymore. You were in front of him, with underwear and it felt like there were just two of you in the world. He knew it was wrong, you were no good but he didn't care. If it was a sin to be with you, then he was a sinner. He licked his lips, 'On your knees. Now.'