#lenny miller

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Cillian Murphy on to discuss The Late Show with Stephen Calbert to discuss Dunkirk (July 18, 2017)

Re: Cillian Murphy as Shivering Soldier in Dunkirk (2017) dir. Christopher Nolan

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[slut4thebroken]

Kinktober ‘24 Masterlist

༺˚ʚ DC | Marvel | Cillian Murphy | Other ɞ˚༻

Characters:

Dick Grayson, Jason Todd/Red Hood

Bucky Barnes, Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch

Emmett, Jackson Rippner, Jonathan Crane/Scarecrow, Lenny Miller, Neil Lewis, Raymond Leon, Robert Capa, Robert Fischer, Tommy Shelby

Spencer Reid

main masterlist

Dark content -❗️ (noncon elements)

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1. dry humping ᥫ᭡ Scarecrow❗️

2. free use + breeding kink ᥫ᭡ Tommy Shelby

3. mind control + master/slave ᥫ᭡ Wanda Maximoff

4. boot licking + discipline/punishment ᥫ᭡ Raymond Leon

5. strap-ons ᥫ᭡ Robert Fischer

6. manhandling + size kink ᥫ᭡ Jason Todd

7. non-con ᥫ᭡ Robert Capa❗️

8. sharing ᥫ᭡ Jackson Rippner & Tommy Shelby

9. prison ᥫ᭡ Spencer Reid

10. hunter/prey + fear play ᥫ᭡ Jonathan Crane

11. prostate milking + chastity ᥫ᭡ Robert Fischer

12. on the desk ᥫ᭡ Jason Todd

13. accidental stimulation ᥫ᭡ Emmett

14. corruption + age difference ᥫ᭡ Tommy Shelby

15. biting/marking ᥫ᭡ Dick Grayson

16. sexual slavery ᥫ᭡ Jackson Rippner❗️

17. degradation ᥫ᭡ Neil Lewis

18. role reversal ᥫ᭡ Tommy Shelby

19. forced orgasm ᥫ᭡ Jackson Rippner❗️

Read this lol

coming soon ᥫ᭡ Raymond Leon

stalking + voyeurism ᥫ᭡ Bucky Barnes

fucking machine ᥫ᭡ Lenny miller

emetophilia (maybe…) ᥫ᭡ Jackson Rippner

masks ᥫ᭡ Jason Todd❗️

bukakke? + cum eating ᥫ᭡ Bucky Barnes

spit-roasting + double penetration ᥫ᭡ Scarecrow & Red Hood

coming soon ᥫ᭡ Emmett

coming soon ᥫ᭡ Neil Lewis

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I’m going to be reblogging this post soon with a poll asking which characters you guys want for the last four days !! So stay tuned for that lol

[vervainandspritz]

HEADCANONS - what would he do to get you in the mood?

Characters: Lenny Miller, Jonathan Crane, Robert Fischer, Jackson Rippner, Raymond Leon, Emmett (TQPII), Tommy Shelby,

A/N: Requested by @lau219 ,y'all feel free to send requests.

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Lenny Miller - Leonard is an experienced man, he knows how to get his way around Y/N. Pretty frequently on his way home, he would already have a rough plan on the evening ahead of them. Sometimes grabbing a bouquet of flowers in the nearby florist shop or a bottle of wine. After coming home, Lenny impatiently would find her around the house, searching for any physical contact he could get. "Did you miss me like I missed you?" He'd ask her in that velvety voice, thumbs rubbing up and down on the little crevice of her hips, almost teasing. Sometimes they end up sitting on the couch, Y/N's feet on his lap as she told him all about her day, while Leonard listened and gave her a massage, hands barely visibly moving higher with each stroke. "Poor girl" He liked to tease, closing the proximity once his pants became too tight in a crotch from the simple touches. "Left you all alone here" From that point, he didn't play coy. Knowing all the right spots to touch, he effortlessly kept making her go soft, almost putty in his hands.

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Jonathan Crane - Jonathan's methods differed depending on the mood he was in. Sometimes days in Arkham were more difficult than the others, and so his patience ran thin. He'd come back home abruptly, peeling the layers of clothing away. The way he'd press his bare, hot chest against Y/N's back, searching closeness he could get only from her. "Was it a bad day?" She would ask, turning around to face him. Sometimes it would all start from the touch as innocent as holding hands, when he'd direct her hand to his cheek, steely blue eyes carefully studying her body covered in the clothes she was wearing. Pulling her closer till their fronts would connect, and she'd feel the proof of his urgency. His own hands landing on her back, massaging the skin and pulling her against his chest while simultaneously hiding his face in her neck. The way she'd feel him so intensely slightly trembling, connected with shivering delightfully from how his hot breath bounced off her skin could come off as symptoms of fear to a mind so great in his very major.

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Robert Fischer - Robert's favourite way of showing affection would come on display as soon as he made it through the door. He thoroughly enjoyed the ability Y/N taught him - talking. Using words of affection was one of the greatest joys for both of them, after all the time it took for him to get used to doing so. "I couldn't stop thinking about you. Missed you so much" He spoke softly into her ear, the vulnerable tone of his voice showing nothing but honesty. Y/N immediately mirrored his mood most of the time, growing warm in his embrace. In a couple swift movements he'd gain access to her skin, caressing it delicately while simultaneously holding her gaze. "I need you" he'd confess quietly, leaning to capture her lips in a kiss so needy, Y/N could barely breathe.

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Jackson Rippner - Jackson was anything but patient when this urge would hit. It wouldn't matter whether she was busy or not, his hot hands would grasp her hips, often pressing her against something to gain control. Leaning down to graze his nose against the sensitive skin of her neck, taking in the scent that never failed to make him hard. "Jackson, I'm busy" Y/N would sometimes manage to stutter out, feeling the heavy weight of his body against her back. A quiet chuckle would push past his lips, as he pressed harder. "What can possibly be more important than taking care of your man?" His voice would come off arrogant, often purposely. Knowing how well it worked on working her up. His roughed up hands would move higher, barely brushing against her breasts to come resting on her throat, not squeezing just yet. "Feel what you do to me, sweetheart?" He'd growl, nearly on the edge of just... Bending her over the desk and taking what he wanted. Giving her throat a little squeeze, he'd quickly reach between her legs, getting a hold of her. Jackson's lips would stretch into an arrogant grin as he'd feel the wetness beneath her panties. Lightly rubbing against her covered slit, he'd lean closer to whisper. "So wet and needy. I'll give you what you need, but you owe me one, hmm?"

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Raymond Leon - Raymond wasn't one to ask, not to.. talk too much. He liked to use the advantage of how easily bothered Y/N would get seeing him like that. "What are you doing?" he'd ask like it mattered, leaning on the counter, crossing his arms over his bare chest. His scent and warmth would be enough to make her notice the close proximity, causing Y/N to squeeze her thighs together lightly. Not going unnoticed under his watchful gaze, as he'd keep looking at her, knowing well she could feel him watching. Brushing his arm lightly against hers, he'd move around pretending to be busy before finally having her cornered. She'd be breathing heavily, eyes taking greedily the sight of his bare, freckles skin and muscles on his torso. Sooner or later his hands would end up on her face, pulling her closer. Their noses brushing against each other as he'd smile, looking deeply into her eyes. "What got you so bothered, honey?" Raymond would ask, because even though he hated talking, he secretly loved hearing her talk.

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Emmett - His favourite thing to get Y/N in the mood would always be kissing. He'd lean in for a kiss, his arms wrapping tightly around her middle to keep her in place. The deep groans leaving his lips would echo in her stomach, making the heat pool to the lower side of it. "So beautiful" He'd murmur in a deep voice, keeping her lips occupied with his own while slowly touching and grasping every inch of her skin he could get to. "Emmett–" Y/N's whiny voice would never cease to make him lightheaded as he moved lower, kissing a trail they both knew by heart already. "Keep saying it, baby. Keep saying my name" His voice was rougher with lust as he kept her legs apart, kissing her stomach and hips. She had a hard time staying still, squirming needily in his grasp. "Come here.." He cooed, looking her in the eyes as his face moved closer to where she needed him the most. "Let me take care of you" Emmett whispered, as his face leaned down, diving between her legs.

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Tommy Shelby - Thomas loved the control he secretly held over Y/N when it comes to her needs. Being so fluent in directing them with his touch or affection. The way she'd move around, doing her own thing while pretending to not feel how he looked at her. "Come here, darling" He'd eventually call out, patting his thigh. He'd use the close proximity to look her in the eyes, encouraging to talk about her whereabouts when he was at work, while petting her thighs lightly. He touched and felt, eyes following the tender lines of her body beneath the clothes she wore. He'd proceed to touch caress her cheeks, pulling her closer as he murmured how beautiful she was. Y/N could never remain unaffected under his rough fingers and soft words, leaning into his touch with a sigh. "You're my good girl, aren't you? Always so good for me." He purred, feeling how fast her heartbeat became under the weight of his seductive words. He'd gently rub her inner thighs, before parting her legs and letting his hands claim what was his Swallowing every cry that would come out of her mouth not longer after, as she writhed on his lap in orgasmic spasms.

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Cillian hair ugh I can’t especially the hair color again UGHHHH

[ilovetoxicfictionalmen]

GRADUATION GIFT

Pairing - Lenny Miller x fem!reader

Summary - You despise your mother and are awaiting the day you can finally be free from her. However, she’s met her so called soulmate who can’t seem to take his eyes off of you.

Warnings - noncon, implying of drugging, brief infidelity, p in v, parental issues, spanking, daddy kink, breeding kink.

Word count - 2k+

Notes - On a roll right now. Definitely wrote this during the course of 6 alcoholic beverages so I apologise.

The Honda Civic rolled up your driveway, you breathed out, your head swayed gently, bloodstream full of alcohol. There was no other way to celebrate graduating high school than by getting plastered at a house party. Despite your intoxicated state, you couldn’t help but to dread the sight of your home. You should have left early with your friends and crashed at theirs.

Only a couple of more months. Until you’re free from your egocentric, victimizing, alcoholic mother. The woman you despise, the creature that drove your father away from your life. You hated her more than everything. She had cheated on your dad for years and when he finally broke she blamed him for everything. 

He fell in love with another and got her pregnant. Your father chose them over you and your overbearing mother. The sad reality was that you couldn’t blame him. But you’ll never understand why he didn’t take you with him. 

You stumbled inside, not really caring if your ruckus woke anyone up. A fresh bottle of water was pulled from the fridge as you sculled down as much as your stomach would allow you. As you walked back into the hallway, your direction pointed to the staircase, you heard a clear of the throat. 

When your eyes landed on him, you lightly gasped. He sat on the cream chesterfield armchair, his legs spread wide open. Minus the jacket, he was still in his suit from yesterday. It was past two in the morning, why the fuck was your so-called step-dad awake? Those blue orbs stared your exposed skin up and down as his hand combed through his wavy brunette hair. You tugged down at your mini dress to cover yourself, but it was pointless. 

Behind his charm, Lenny was creepy. You had picked up on that instantly by the way he stared at you when you accidentally opened the door for him. It was their first date and your mother had plenty of those. However, he couldn’t seem to take his eyes off of you, even when your mother rushed to the door. 

When your mother announced they were going on a second date, you were surprised. Now those, she didn’t have many of. The shocked expression that plastered your face was unhideable when she announced that they were officially together. She even had the audacity to tell you to call him dad. Because he would like that. 

You fell victim to his lingering eyes during all of your brief encounters. There weren't enough excuses to get out of the house whenever he was over. Lenny spoke to you confidently and condescendingly. To which he didn’t fail to drop a carnal comment in each conversation which went unnoticed by your mother if she was in attendance. 

You felt like your mother, making it all about yourself. But you wouldn’t dare to say anything, what else would it be besides you trying to pray horrible things upon her. They were perfect for each other, they were both fucked and the sooner you were out the better.

“Lenny, you’re up late” you shuddered, standing awkwardly as his hawk eyes stalked you. 

There was a glass of whiskey in his hand as he swayed the liquid carelessly. You focused your sight on the glass, waiting for it to spill onto the carpet. 

“You had upset your mother extremely” he said, his tone dripping of disappointment. 

The moment in discussion was earlier yesterday during your graduation ceremony. She didn’t even want to be in attendance. But Lenny convinced her otherwise to go, with him accompanying her to the event, she was already a few mimosas in despite it being a midday ceremony. Afterwards, she didn’t suggest, she ordered that you’d go out for a family dinner to celebrate. 

When you stated that you had other plans, it ended up being a cat fight on the ride home between you and your mother. You didn’t notice Lenny’s knuckles turn white around the steering wheel as he stayed quiet between your shouting match. 

“Well, it’s my life” you shrugged your shoulders at him. 

Who did he think he was anyways? You didn’t give a fuck that he was a retired CIA agent. If anything, he should fucking arrest your mum for being a failure in life. 

Lenny didn’t take his eyes off of you as he finished his drink. He breathed in, dramatically raising his chest as he stood up. Your throat tightened as he stepped towards you, you stepped back just as quick.  

“Well” he mocked your tone. “You know what I think?” He asked, his jaw clenched. 

“What?” you squeaked as he placed the tumbler on the coffee table and headed straight towards you. 

Your body pressed back into the plaster wall as he trapped you in with both forearms resting on the wall right next to either side of your face. He breathed deeply as he considered his choice of words. 

“I think your father failed at discipling you as a child. Left you to be nothing more than a fucking brat leeching off of her mother’s funds” he hissed, his lower body flexed up against yours. 

Your eyes widened at his words, the fire inside of you was brewing however you couldn’t help but to be intensely frightened by this new, menacing side of him. There were little options that would end up in your benefit. “Mum!” you panicked, sure she was a drunk but her self-importance would never fucking allow this. 

Lenny pouted to you sarcastically as you stood frozen, his lips slowly crept to your ear. “Oh, your mother was a crying mess. I had to give her something to help her sleep, she was so overwhelmed. I promised her I’d wait up for you, to make sure you got home safe. Even told her I’d try to talk some sense into you. But between me and you? Sometimes talking doesn’t work, other methods have to be used” he ended up whispering, slowly, suspensefully, seductively. 

Your hands shot up to his chest as you tried to push him away. “What the fuck are you going on about” you whimpered pathetically, desperately trying to push him away but he wouldn’t budge. 

Lenny looked you dead in the eye. “Daddy needs to teach his baby girl a lesson” he stated with a confident nod. 

“Mum!” you shrieked, your voice cracking in the process. You were freaking the hell out by this point as his hands moved down to grip onto your hips. 

“It’s pointless, she’ll be out all night. But don’t let that stop you from screaming” he grinned as he yanked you away from the wall by your hips. 

The first instinct was to run, but Lenny reacted quickly, his hand wrapped around your hair as he yanked you towards the chesterfield armchair. You sobbed out as he post-hasted you over his knee with him sitting comfortably on the seat. 

“You’re such a bad girl. I noticed that the moment I saw you” he brought to light, this wicked smirk on his lips as he pulled up your dress, exposing your bare ass. His fingers traced over your cheap thong as you were whining against him, your body squirming around like a worm. “However, your mother outta be more thankful of you” he voiced, which caused your eyebrows to scrunch. “I never intended on a second date until I saw you” his confession caused you to sob heavily. 

It was true, your mother was just going to be a easy fuck. But when he saw you, he knew that he had to have you. From there, his obsession only grew larger by each encounter. You didn’t know how badly he wanted you, needed you. Your bratty behavior only urged his primal needs harder. Your parents failed to control you, only he would be able to put you back in order. 

“Lenny- Please!” you squealed out as he harshly smacked your rear. 

“Correct my title” he ordered through a snarl.

“Daddy please!” You cried out, completely humiliated as you laid limply over his knee. 

“Good girl” he praised as he smacked you again. 

Over and over again he spanked you, you’d squirm here and there as you tried to take it like a good girl. Mentally, you were begging for it to be over and done with. The sooner it was done, the quicker you’d be able to pack up and run for the hills. 

“I’ve wanted to teach you your place for so long” he groaned, his cock twitching at the redness of your cheeks. You sobbed silently as he admired you. “You know” he spoke softly as his hand gently caressed your burning skin. “Your mother told me how you always blamed her. But in reality, if your father wanted to take you with him, he would have. But clearly you were as much of a burden to him as your mother was” Lenny asserted emotionlessly. He knew nothing.  

You thrashed your body underneath his hold. Lenny laughed as you were blubbering out, desperately trying to break free. He forcefully spanked you again to put your distraught movements to a stop. 

“Don’t worry, daddy wants to take care of you” he promised you condescendingly as he pulled your body up onto his.  

Your arms wrapped around his neck as you shuddered. The tent in his pants pressed up against your covered core and your skin trembled. Lenny kissed your flustered cheek, and then the other. The way he was praising your beauty made you feel sick to your stomach. Your stomach turned when you felt his body shift underneath you as his hands undid his belt. 

“I’ve seen the way you look at me, you want this” he groaned as he stroked his hard length, the tip poking at your hidden pussy. 

You mewled in response, there was no point in arguing with this barbarian. His fingers pushed your thong to the side to allow his tip to rest at your entrance. The irony was how dripping your cunt was despite how terrified you were. 

As his thick cock slowly slid inside of your canal, he grunted at the sensation of you. You whined against his size as you pressed your face into the fabric of the chair. Roughly, Lenny picked up his pace, his fingertips dug deep into the flesh of your thighs. 

“So, you wanna run off to college huh? Leave your mother’s home childless?” Lenny gritted his teeth. 

“Yes daddy” you confessed shamefully. 

Lenny grinned at your easy submission. His hands felt up your skin that he had so desperately wanted. You were moaning around his size, your eyes squeezed shut to hide how they were rolling back. 

“You know, I never gave you your graduation present” Lenny smiled innocently. You didn’t know how to take it. “Oh how it would be a shame if her whore of a daughter got herself pregnant” he grunted, roughly holding your hips in place. The realization flashed before your eyes as you tried to push yourself off of him, but he kept you locked up on top of him. 

“Daddy, no! Please!” You begged, crying like a baby on top of him as he continued to pound his length deep inside of you. 

“Yep, a shame it would be. She’d have to stay home. Depend on her new daddy to look after her” he concluded the thought that would soon become your reality. 

“Daddy please no, no, no” you continued, but it was all pointless. Lenny had already made up his mind long ago. Lenny gripped onto your cheeks and forced you to look at him. 

“Yeah. Gonna fill you up, trap you with my child. Couldn’t fuck a baby into your mother even if I wanted to. You’re at the perfect age for breeding. Got the perfect body and what not. It won’t be hard to convince your mum that you’re just a fucking slut like she is” Lenny smiled to you, his sinsiter expression made him look like a complete different man.  “Don’t worry, she won’t stay in the picture for much longer” he consoled, continuing to smack his balls against your outer skin as you felt your orgasm build up rapidly.  

But she was the least of your concerns now.

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Masterlist

indicates smut**

indicates triggers!!

Peaky Blinders

18 Years

Take Your Medicine Sweetheart ‼️**

The One That Got Away ‼️**

Corruption **

Back to December

Dessert Before Dinner ‼️ **

An Unfair Loss ‼️

Imprisonment ‼️**

Reader cheats request ‼️*

Lucid Dreams

Piss kink request ‼️ **

Who’s The Other Girl? ‼️*

A Hole in The House ‼️**

Petrovna!Reader x Tommy request

Tommy after an argument request

A Crime for The Times ‼️ **

Tommy steals reader from John request ‼️*

dark!tommy request ‼️**

tommy x girly!reader headcanons

I’ll Always Be Your Boy ‼️

Harley Quinn reader request s3

Tommy thinks reader dies request

Voyeurism with Imaginary friends ‼️**

Tommy x step daughter reader ‼️*

Little!reader x Tommy request ‼️

Sister!reader caught smoking

Series

A Bump In The Night ‼️* ( 1 2 3 4 5 )

Cillian Murphy

To Have and To Hold ‼️*

Time Was Never on Our Side ‼️

An Act of Violation ‼️**

The Griever and The Grieving

A Lesson Learnt ‼️*

Jealous request **

"If I Say I Miss You, I Know That You Won't."

Watching The Detectives

A Secret ‼️*

The Exchange ‼️*

Read Your Diary ‼️*

An Odd Arrangement ‼️*

Oppenheimer

C for Credit ‼️*

Oppie being jealous request

Anna

Surrogacy request ‼️*

The Edge of Love

William seeing you nude

Series

Domesticity ( 1 2 3 4 5

A Quiet Place

“You Know I Got It, Come and Get It” ‼️*

Red Eye

Kitten. ‼️*

An Odd Arrangement ‼️*

An Assassination of The Heart ‼️

Insecure!reader request **

You Hate To Want Me. ‼️**

The Delinquent Season

An Ally Fuck ‼️**

Jim fucks his son’s ex request ‼️**

Jim x daughter's!best friend request ‼️*

Breakfast on Pluto

I’ll Be Your Girl **

Transition & Compromise ‼️

Protective!Mama Bear Kitten ‼️

A Much Needed Break

Lunch Break ‼️**

Criminal Minds

• Show Me Off (You Won’t) -college!Hotch x reader- ‼️*

Series

• Do You Remember That Night?

( 1 , 2, 3 , 4)

Deadpool

Heaven and Back **

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Book Recommendations Based on Cillian Murphy's Characters! | Pt. 1?

These are all books that I've read and associate with Cillian's characters. Just because I include a book does not mean I completely agree/condone anything in them... they just remind me of the character. Characters included:

Crane

Jim

Matthew Joy

Killick

Raymond

Neil

Lenny Miller

Fischer

Let me know which books you’d recommend and which character’s recommendations you like the best!

[tiredkitten]

Lenny Miller. Anna (2019)

[saintmuses]

❝𝙄 𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙫𝙮, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙄'𝙢 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙮❞

Pairing:

Lenny Miller x Stripper!Reader

Summary:

She was one of the former CIA operatives who escaped from the deaths of others when their mission to kill KGB’s director was compromised. She was never to be seen again until Lenny came across her at a strip club he had no intention of going to.

Warning(s): SMUT. P in V. Lap-dancing. Riding. Minors, dni!

Word Count: 3k

New York City had always been lively, so was everywhere in the state of New York. He had recently moved to his apartment about a month ago after leaving Washington D.C. for an assignment.

The narrowed alley was filled with slight echoes from his leather shoes as he walked down the darkened street.

He had been in Europe for a few years, but he left after the success of eliminating KGB’s director with Anna’s help and after she died, he requested a transfer to a different CIA location for a change of scenery.

He cared for Anna, but not like how she cared for him. He had to let her down gently after realizing she was latching onto his kindness for something more during her mission to obliterate KGB’s director.

He'd suppose he would've reciprocated her feelings if someone else didn't steal his heart long before then.

"Give it up for Daisy! Quite a show she gave you guys!"

He paused; his head turned towards the building where his hearing picked up an intriguing announcement.

Rarity had its moments when he used to go to strip clubs to find a potential dancer to warm his bed when they were all that rage back in the day and willingly to break the no-sleeping rule. Now he was satisfied with living in solidarity.

As much as the strip club was dirty but it had a compelling atmosphere with heavy seductive beats.

Of their own accord, his feet moved closer to the door of the club. 

He froze when a bouncer grunted out a number, and he realized that he was standing at the entrance. He fished out a wad of cash after pulling it out from his trouser pocket. Entering through the door after handing over the cash to the bouncer.

Dimmed lights and smokey air greeted him as he moved further in the club.

His eyes scanned the stage to see one of the best dancers. She was the reason why he was in the dingy place.

Only she was already gone before he entered the building, and he felt a flash of disappointment. Nevertheless, he found an available seat by the stage.

He inhaled harshly when he saw a girl, no, a woman passing by him. He recognized her by her face which was adorned with smokey makeup. Her hair was set up with loose curls, and she wore a revealing white lacy bra and a white lacy skirt attached to her white underwear.

It was a fit for her skin tone.

However, what caught his attention was her scent. It was the same floral aroma he had smelled when he first met her.

His hand shot out, clasping his fingers around her slim wrist before she could walk any further.

"Excuse me, you can't touch-" She started, whirling around, almost affronted only to falter in surprise when her eyes landed on the familiar man. "Lenny?" She asked, making a slight noise in her throat as she stared down at him.

He hadn't seen her since the night she disappeared when the first mission to assassinate KGB’s director had gone wrong. Of course, it didn’t deter him from searching for her only to give up when she did a job of eradicating herself from the grid the way they all learned how to if things went wrong.

A few years had made Y/N even more beautiful than she was when she was younger.

His lips curled into a smirk, "Daisy." He said her stage name smoothly before releasing her wrist.

Sure, it was her favorite flower. He knew little things about her the ways he would not care to learn if it was someone else.

Her cheeks quickly flushed in embarrassment, "what are you doing here?" 

Before he could answer her question, a man walked up to them. Stumbling as he went before standing in front of them.

Lenny could tell he was intoxicated by the smell of his breath as it washed over them and the way he was swaying. 

His eyes flickered to her when she shifted uncomfortably, eyes down casting to the concrete floor.

He could feel his skin crawling when he noticed the drunk man leering at her, as he pulled out his wallet, he watched Y/N's face, his mouth grew taut as her eyes widened almost imperceptibly.

She did not want to; it was clear to him.

Lenny reached out, effectively stopping the man from fishing out cash for a private dance. "Pardon me, she is doing me a favor." He said dryly, eyes narrowing when he saw the man turning to him with a challenge look in his pupils’ blown depths.

"I didn't see you pay her," he scoffed.

Lenny’s lips curled in amusement as he absentmindedly grabbed his leather wallet, grabbing a crisp hundred-dollar bill, he saw her eyes widened before he handed it over to her.

"Now I just did," he countered with a hint of smugness in his tone as he stared down at the sleazy man.

He could feel her grabbing the bill, and he turned to her ignoring the man standing in front of them. "May we find a room?"

She bit down her lower lip, before nodding.

When she found them an available room, he allowed her to go in first before turning to a bouncer who stood in the hallway for private rooms; he quietly paid him to not let anyone in until they leave and not to bother them. 

She turned to him after he'd shut the door quietly. "I'm sorry...but I will have to give you a dance," she said quietly. Flushing as her eyes laid on the door behind Lenny’s shoulder. 

"Of course."

He walked over to the couch that was adorned with red leather fabric. Music with tempo beats bled through the speakers. 

It was meant to be seductive.

He sat down with an ease, watching Y/N staring at him with an unreadable mask on her face before she walked over to him shyly. "How long have you been working here?"

She hesitated, eyes flickering away from the floor to his. "Almost four years."

"Why?" He wasn't being judgmental, but he was very curious especially when she didn't answer him. "Y/N, what happened?" He almost persisted.

After a moment of pause, she answered. "I've been hiding from the KGB operatives," she said quietly. "After a near brush with death, I thought that I would have a chance staying low. So, I moved here after I escaped from the building." Her eyes then flickered to somewhere else as it became unseeing. "I joined the strip club to make money."

She leaned down slightly to take off her heels as the light notes started to play from the stereo. He shifted in his seat when he realized she would have to give him a lap dance.

He almost inhaled sharply when her hands touched his trouser-clad knees.

She then slid her hands up his thighs, slowing her pace as she reached up his chest, her fingers ghosting over his blazer.

"Why are you in New York?" She asked, breaking the tension that thickened the moment the door was shut.

His eyes were almost heavily lidded as he was influenced by the tension of the room when he stared down at her.

"I live here now; I left after the mission of assassinating the KGB director went successful." He said, his fingers rubbed on the leather next to his thigh absentmindedly.

Her lips twitched, "congratulations."

Avoiding his eyes, she leaned over him slightly before putting her hands on his shoulders. 

"Thank you for saving me from him." 

Knowing she was talking about the intoxicated male. "You're welcome, and you shouldn't have to deal with that." He murmured.

Her hands applied pressure as she put her knees next to each of his thighs, the air was suffocating him as he had to keep the noises to a slight minimum.

He didn't shy away from her shy gaze when she peered at him, he could tell she was nervous. He didn't blame her for feeling that way, since they never really cross the line of their work until now.

His fingers again itched to trace her skin, and his eyes widened slightly when she started twirling her hips sensually that it affected him greatly.

If seeing her constantly as his operative was bad enough, the fact she was almost naked years later -bra and thong as the only source of cover- would be his undoing.

She was stiff especially with how she was moving with her hips, quite frankly so was he. For different reasons from hers, he thought. She was twirling her hips above his thighs, lowering her form slightly, nearly brushing against the rising bulge in his slacks.

He held his breath, he was being selfish especially with how she was uncomfortable in his presence, but he didn't want to stop her.

He was a gentleman; he would stop if she wasn't willing.

He reached for her hips with his hands and pushed her lower body down onto his hardened cock. Keeping her hips immobilized as the room was filled with a little gasp coming from her lips and heavy breathing from the stoic man.

He closed his eyes when she tentatively started to shift her hips, in a movement that had her grinding lightly against his bulge.

"Lenny." She breathed his name slightly.

His eyes shot open, staring into her depths as the scent of her arousal predominated the air. He was still staring at her when he reached her back. Ghosting his fingers onto her dampened skin as they traced the grooves, ridges, and curves of her spine before enclosing his fingers around her bra clasps.

He then twisted the metal clasps to unhook her bra before sliding his fingers towards her neck. Gripping it slightly before pulling her down so he could taste her lips.

A tiny puff of air coming from her lips in a form of gasp had him giving her a bruised kiss. He wanted it for so long that he was devouring the taste of her lips.

Her fingers gripped his shoulders as she moved her warm lips against his. He slowly moved his hands towards her breasts, cupping them slightly. Thumbs flickering over her pebbled nipples. 

Swallowing her gasp into his mouth after he arched his hips when she went to grind down onto him.

He then slid his hands down around her waist before sliding towards her back to unclasp her mini lacy skirt before making her get on her feet; so, he could put his fingers in her thong before pulling them down.

"You have thought about this, didn't you." He said in a husky tone, making his voice raspier.

Her eyes were wide, watching him, and her mouth was open "no." She said after a beat. It may be dimmed in the room, but luckily his eyes were able to train on how her pupils dilated.

He smirked before pulling her to him, pushing her waist so he could move her away from him. 

She looked at him confused before turning around, and she gasped when he wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her down on top of him.

She leaned back onto him as she'd spread her thighs over his. His hands slid over her legs.

"What did I tell you about your eyes, sweetheart?" He murmured against the curve of her neck, gripping her thighs as he grazed his fingers into the juncture of her thighs.

"I don't remember," a gasp tore from her lungs as he pressed his fingers onto her clit.

He chuckled lowly in his throat, trailing his lips towards her ear. "You're a very bad liar," he rasped, his lips stretched into a predatory smile as he rubbed one of his fingers down through her slit. Collecting her wetness along before pushing a finger into her.

He inhaled slowly when she made a slight noise, and he moved his finger in a thrusting movement before adding another finger.

"If it makes you feel better, I thought about it." He breathed into her ear, "especially after you started working for me." 

Oh, he definitely imagined her in one of situations. Taking her behind on her hands and knees while the others were out of the building for the night.

She inhaled sharply, "you imagined taking me over your desk?" She asked disbelievingly.

He chuckled lowly, "I may be very good at controlling myself, but deep down I am still a man."

She snorted slightly, "a caveman." 

His lips curled upwardly, "you have no idea, sweetheart." He said before using his thumb to rub her clit which made her thrust her hips in response.

"I think you'd be surprised," she murmured, rolling her hips along with his movement. "When I first started working with you, you had this strict professor vibe like a professor since you wore suits." She paused, breathing heavily when he curled both of his fingers. "I used to fantasize you teaching to the class and waited until after the class for you to take me on the desk while calling you sir."

He felt a heat of tendrils curling on his back at the thought of taking her on the desk.

"I'll teach you how to say sir," he rumbled, and he smirked when he felt more wetness leaking out of her. He reached with his other hand to cup her breast and rubbed across her nipple before he pressed a kiss onto her neck.

"I want you to fuck me, Lenny." She quietly pleaded. "Sir," she then said playfully.

He exhaled a weak chuckle before pulling out his fingers, and he waited for her to stand up so he could unbuckle his belt and unzip his slacks.

She stopped him, "wait. I want you to take your blazer off." She said quietly.

He softened before reaching for the black fabric, sliding them off his shoulders before putting it aside. He then unbuckled his leather belt, and he could feel her eyes which made his eyes flickered to hers before lowering his zipper. 

His lips almost curled at the increasing lust in her eyes, before reaching his hand down in his briefs, and took his cock out which gently slapped against his abdomen due to how hard it was.

His eyes darkened at the increasing aroma of her arousal, "come here." He said huskily, eyeing her as she walked over to him.

She then put each of her knees beside his thighs as she straddled his knees, and he inhaled when she reached for his cock, encircling her fingers around his girth.

Her fingers could barely even touch, leaving an inch gap between her index finger and her thumb. "You're so..." she trailed off, struggling to find words to describe his cock.

He smirked, "I know."

Her eyes flickered to his, before rolling her eyes playfully.

He reached behind her, grabbing the curve of her buttocks with both of his hands before sliding her forward.

She lifted her hips slightly enough for his cock to be able to slide into her, and once she eased her hips down. He threw his head back at the warm feeling of her walls sliding down on his cock as she gasped above him.

He slid his hands to grip her hip and moved her upward before slamming into her as he pushed her hips back down.

"Fuck." She moaned, her hands gripping slightly on his hair at the base of his neck before sliding down to his shirt and started to unbutton the fabric.

Once she was done with her task, she raised her hips once again and slammed back down.

He jerked his hips sharply when she used her walls to clench down on his cock.

"Y/N," he warned her, not wanting to come too soon. He reached down with his hand before giving her a soft smack on one of her buttocks.

She jerked her hips in surprise before moaning.

"You like that too," he breathed, chuckling before giving her another one. She inhaled as more wetness leaked out of her once again. 

She looked down at him, and with a mischievous look in her depths, she clenched around his cock again.

She was on her back before she could make another movement on his cock with her vaginal walls, he was on his trouser-clad knees, her thighs wrapped around his hips as he thrusted into her harshly without hurting her.

She arched her back as he hovered over her, his lips barely grazed hers before he dragged his lips as he thrusted into her roughly. 

Their lips clashed once again when the force of his hips made her face level with his.

Her hair was wild as it spread around her face as he reached down to one of her legs, and moved her leg over his shoulder, making him sink into her deeper than he had before.

He grazed his lips on her calf, making her heart jump. He gave her a soft smirk. She slid her hands into his parted shirt before moving them onto his back, rubbing his skin slightly.

He let out a grunt when she dug her fingers on his back, which made him bury his face in the curve of her neck as he jerked his hips into her.

"Lenny." She moaned breathlessly, slightly arching her neck towards him.

He closed his eyes before leaning in towards the juncture of her neck. He then grazed her neck with his teeth.

Her fingers flexed against his back once more, and he could feel the upcoming pleasure. He then growled as he buried himself in her so deeply before he let the final pleasure wash over him; once he spilled into her, he buried his blunt teeth into her damp skin.

Her response was instantaneous, she arched her back and moaned so loudly as the final tempo of the song faded into the air.

Once they relaxed from the high, he withdrew his mouth from her neck before looking at her. "Y/N," he whispered, brushing her loose strands out of her face to look at her clearly.

She peered up at him with a satisfied smile, and heavily lidded eyes. "Lenny."

He gave her a lazy smile before craning his neck to give her a soft kiss.

[cillsmurph]

Cillian Murphy as Agent Leonard "Lenny" Miller

ANNA (2019)

[cillianmurphyfanatic]

Jane magazine. "Jane," August 2003, Vol. 7, No. 6, page 42 The Same Five Questions We Always Ask: Cillian Murphy By Stephanie Trong Covering newcomers is so ineffectual. Here you are, reading about 27-year-old Cillian (pronounced Killian) Murphy, whom you've probably never heard of, because his first major film, "28 Days Later," just ca me out. And I'm trying to tell you that he's so adorably heroic in this excellently stylized horror flick, has the coolest Irish accent and soon everyone's going to be all, "Ooh, isn't he amazing?" just like they did about Ewan McGregor after another Danny Boyle-directed movie, "Trainspotting." But you don't care. And it's totally understandable -- you have nothing to attach yourself to yet. That's why we have that orgasm question in there. Even your mail carrier's answer to that would be a must-read. Stephanie Trong: What secret urge do you get but never act on? Cillian Murphy: Women [laughs]. Or screaming in inappropriate places, like on the tube in London. People are so tense and ridiculous that you feel like going mental sometimes. ST: What's the worst you've ever screwed someone over? CM: Firing someone from this band I was in just because he was handsome, and we were jealous. We gave him the shaft and he didn't deserve it. ST: Who's on your "celebs to make out with" list right now? CM: Maggie Gyllenhaal. I think she's pretty foxy. She seems smart. ST: If someone forced you to get a tattoo at gunpoint, what would it be? CM: Nothing lewd, because that's what I would do if I was drunk. Something that would represent loyalty in some way, in some other language. I think it's an important trait that has been overlooked. ST: Have you ever faked an orgasm? CM: Yes. I was young. You never think of men [doing it], but it's just as possible. ST: Did the person know? CM: No. I'm an actor, for God's sake.

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[darthannie]

day fifteen: daddy kink with lenny miller

pairing: Lenny Miller x f!reader word count: 832 warnings: heavy use of 'daddy', use of 'baby', kinda dom!Lenny Miller, a/n: Yes, it’s your typical “omg did I just say that?!” BUT I don’t care I love that trope. Didn't go super deep into the dynamic but I definitely want to explore daddy kinks further.  Anyway, Lenny is just so boyfriend to me I want him so bad. kinktober masterlist

You wore red for him. It was the only lingerie you owned and didn’t hate. It covered and revealed all the right places. The lace and satin were soft on your skin. You wore the set underneath a t-shirt and shorts you usually wore to bed, trying to stay inconspicuous. He had sent you a text earlier telling you to expect him and around seven you heard a knock at the door. 

You skipped the pleasantries when you opened the door, pulling him into a kiss right as he stepped through the threshold. You were excited to see him. Your relationship stood in an awkward place. You knew where your footing was, but you weren’t sure about his. All of that faded away when he shut the door behind him, wrapping his arms around your waist, and returning your kiss with a fervor that said he missed you too. 

He pulled away before the moment could escalate. “I don’t have all that much time tonight, so we better make it count,” he said. You lifted the hem of your shirt and pulled down the waistband of your shorts, showing a bit of the red lace that lay underneath. “Then you better come catch me.” You chuckled as you ran off towards the bedroom, his steps following close behind. You bounced onto the bed and he crawled over you, kicking off his shoes as he did. You took off his shirt and unbuttoned his pants. He quickly pulled them off as he kissed you, only breaking away to take off your shirt.

He took in the sight of the red fabric curving around your breasts and couldn’t wait to look at the entire ensemble. He pulled down your shorts and bit his lip upon seeing the red lace leaving nothing to the imagination. He decided to be playful and use his teeth to remove your panties. Once he pulled them down enough he opened your legs just wide enough for his head to fit between your legs. 

He licked your clit ever so lightly, only trying to make you shiver in anticipation. He slowly licked up and down your slit, making sure to indulge in the taste of you. His fingers teased your entrance and you moaned. He put one in, testing you, before he stuck in another. A switch flipped in his head, “no time” he thought. His fingers began moving quickly as he devoured you. He hit the right place every single time causing your body to convulse. “Oh, f-fuck daddy.” You drew out. 

He pulled back and halted his movements. “Daddy?”

You caught your breath. “Fuck, it… just came out. I didn’t mean to… I mean. Do you not like it?” You were a blubbering mess. You’d never meant to cross that boundary. 

“No, I like it. I just didn’t know if you would,” he smiled. “Call me that again.” He urged you.

“You want me to refer to you as-“

“Yes.” He looked serious. 

Flirtatiously, you responded, “Okay, daddy.”

He inserted his fingers again and began moving them. He watched as your chest raised and fell. His fingers moved faster. He broke the silence.“Whose pussy is this?”

“Yours, daddy. It’s yours,” you mewled.

He groaned, palming himself through his underwear. 

“You need daddy’s cock?”

“Yes, please.” You were desperate. “Please, please, please I need it, daddy!”

He smirked and took off his underwear, letting it fall to some unknown place. He stroked himself before positing himself at your wet entrance. You grabbed onto his shoulders as he started to fuck you, hard. Lenny usually liked to take things slow with you, but he couldn’t restrain himself. “Daddy, fuck, so good. You’re so good t-to me,” you moaned. His jaw clenched. All he could manage was a string of expletives leaving his mouth. 

“I want to look at you when you cum, all right? Eyes on me.”

“Yes, daddy.” Referring to him in such a way felt so natural, that you were surprised it hadn’t come out sooner. 

“I’m going to count down and you’re going to cum for me. Understood?”

“Yes.” You caught your mistake before he had a chance to correct you “Yes, daddy.”

“Good girl.” He drew out the ‘good’, making your back arch. He started his countdown at ten. By five you were holding in your orgasm. When he finally got to one you crumbled down. You never broke eye contact with him, looking into his icy blue eyes as he came inside you. He kissed you as you came down from your high, pulling out and dragging you close to him as he lay on his side. You cuddled into him, closing your eyes as you nuzzled under his neck. He stroked your arm, feeling the warmth of your body radiate onto him. He leaned down and kissed your forehead. 

“You did so good for me, baby.” He held you tighter and you gave him a chaste kiss on the cheek.

“Anything for you, daddy.”

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[darlingsfandom]

stalker lenny miller x neighbour younger reader PLEASEE

You got it friend ✨

tw: stalking, stealing, he’s a creepy pervert!

not proofread.

“Hi Mr. Miller!” Rang in his ears making him turn around to see you standing there waving with your mail in your hand.

“Hi sweetheart, how are you?” He gave you a small smile. You walked across the yard in your little slippers since it was early morning.

“Pretty good! Love that we’re having colder morning again.” You smiled at him which made his heart skip a beat. “I wanted to give you your mail last night but you must’ve been asleep.” You had a few pieces of junk mail in your hand. Lenny’s job kept him busy and gone for days at a time so he had asked you to collect it for him.

“Thank you, I can always count on you!” He took the mail out of your hand making sure lightly brush his finger tips against your fingers. To say Lenny enjoyed you was an understatement. He watched you, everything you did he knew about it. Lenny had access to you 24/7 and you had no clue about.

“Do you want to come in for some coffee? I just made a fresh pot.” Lenny asked.

“That would be lovely.” He put out his arm for you to loop around. Once he had you inside he couldn’t help but think about how he could just keep you here, but he knew now was now the time. He helped you sit on the stool in front of the island in his kitchen.

“Sugar?” Lenny put a mug in front of you that looked similar to the one you had in your own kitchen. It was a simple red mug with black polka dots, what was even funnier is the fact that his mug had a chip in the handle just like yours!

“Yes please !” You put your hands in your lap as he poured the coffee for you. A small smile appeared on your lips before a quiet “thank you” left your lips. Lenny leaned on the opposite side of the island sipping his own coffee watching how you drank your coffee.

“So anything new ? How’s grandma doing over there? Better ?” Lenny asked.

“Eh nothing new. Grandma is grandma you know. We do our afternoon walks, she still does her bird watching from the porch but you won’t believe this… we went for the early bird special last week and she got flirty with another old man!” You giggled making Lenny laugh with you.

“Grandma still has it going on eh?” He laughed before the both of you made that face that said “ew” .

“Well at least one of us does.” You sighed into your coffee.

“Oh please, you’re beautiful Y/N, you could get anyone you wanted. You’re also smart, caring, funny and a very polite young lady.” Lenny spoke up making you stiffen as he moved closer with each word.

“Oh! Umm thank you… for everything , I gotta get going.” You jumped off your stool and quickly made your way back into your shared home with your grandma. Lenny watched carefully how you went back inside. He knew what he was doing. He didn’t care , he found it funny that you didn’t question why he had your coffee cup in his home, you didn’t notice that he had picked flowers out of your garden and put them in his kitchen.

That moment in the kitchen played in his head over and over as the days passed. You still smiled and waved at him when you crossed paths that you knew of. Lenny had taken some time off work to relax after his last mission with Anna or so he told his boss but it meant he could watch you more. He’d do normal things like take out his trash, check the mail, went for runs shortly after or shortly before you’d go on your walks, he’d even take up bird watching or so everyone thought! Why else would he have binoculars ?

It was the night you had just taken your grandma over to stay at her friends house because even in your eighties you still stay with your friends and to be fair she was just around the corner and Lenny caught out to this. He watched you pull into the driveway, lock the car and settle in for the night. He always thanked his lucky stars that his bedroom faced your bedroom window, well it was your grandmas storage room until you moved in with her to help her out seven months ago also known as when Lenny started stalking you.

You were mindlessly undressing in your room, tossing the dirty clothes into your hamper and walking into the bathroom to shower . Lenny had about twenty minutes to spare before you’d be done. He toyed with the idea for about thirty seconds before he was walking over to your home. The extra key was under the painted rock , of course he knew that! He let himself in quietly tip toeing along the carpet towards the stairs that for his sake were also carpeted , but he was still going to be smart about it.

The running water filled his ears when he passed your bedroom. He had to be quick , Lenny snuck into your bedroom and went straight for the hamper to steal another pair of your panties. He couldn’t take the ones you just had, that would be too obvious so he dug until he found an emerald colored pair and quickly ran off after making sure nothing else looked different. Once he was back downstairs Lenny took a deep inhale of your panties before he looked around your living room to see you had a magazine spread open , he arched an eyebrow and grabbed that too. It was a porn magazine but he didn’t care! It had your scent on it. The water had turned off and that was his signal to leave so he did, put the key back where it was and made his way back to his own house to his room and looked to see you standing there drying off completely clueless that he was just in there.

You finished drying off and turned to face to the window completely unaware that Lenny was watching you. You grabbed the lotion , put some in your hands and rubbed it slowly onto your tits which Lenny rubbed his dick through his pants watching you do your nighttime routine. He didn’t care that he watched you , stole your stuff or sent you some gifts. He sent you flowers at home and work, but the funny thing is… you never told him where you work just what you did! Lenny also sent little stuffed animals and he could tell you liked those because he seen them sitting on your dresser and what is even funnier is that he put a little bit of his cologne on the toys, so how you never made the connection ? You were as naive as he hoped.

Watching you day after day, week after week, month after month , Lenny was more than invested in you. He loved you. The gifts kept on coming, but he was careful not to send the same type of flowers or chocolates. He would watch from his kitchen window in the mornings to see you grab the paper from the porch and hoped you were in a tank top but it didn’t always happen.

“Mr. miller !” You waved at him with that same pretty smile he’s grown to love.

“Hello Y/N! How are you?” He asked throwing his trash into the trash can just like what were you doing.

“Good good, hey I know this is a long shot but have you seen anyone around ?”

“You’ll have to explain a little more my dear.” Lenny raised an eyebrow.

“Well you see I’ve been having these gifts dropped off on my porch and I just… I’m confused. There’s no notes or anything just a vase of pretty flowers!” You crossed your arms before looking at him with a sigh.

“I wish I had an answer for you dear but you know I’m not always home and when I do get home it’s pretty late, anyone crazy enough to deliver flowers that late.. “

“Yeah you’re right but it’s just strange because it’s always my favorite things like they’ve studied my brain or something.” A dry laugh left your lips .

“Maybe an ex lover ?” He shrugged .

“No no, haven’t had a boyfriend or girlfriend since high school! Hard to date these days.” You scratched your head before shrugging.

“Tell you what, I’ll keep my eyes open from now on and if I see anything I’ll tell you soon as I see it.” Lenny gave you smile that made you smile back before saying goodnight and heading back in. He had to run back in and double check the order for the newest gift he had.

His collection of you had grown full of your panties, magazines, only two coffee cups because those were too big to play off, some of your chapsticks, he even bought the same lotion you used on your boobs so he could have your scent on his hands at all times. You were his! But only he knew that and he liked it that way for now!

[hagarsays]

New set pic of Cillian filming the Peaky movie