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Grief Counseling | Thomas Shelby x Reader ⚰️

Synopsis: Thomas comforts the wife of his recently deceased friend in the most inappropriate way possible. Warnings: Sex, Alcohol Use, Death, Widowhood, Guilt, Crying Author's Note: This reminds me of the "My husband is DEAD. Click here to see my (expletive)." meme, lmao. Enjoy!

“Thomas…” You whispered as his hands slid underneath your dress. You had buried your husband hours earlier and somehow drank your way to the bedroom of one of his dearest friends, Thomas Shelby. In your drunken haze, you began to worry about the consequences.  His face was inches away from yours. His pride got in the way of his lustful feelings as he refused to kiss you first. Forcing his hand, you kissed him gently. He pulled away and stared at you once more. His hesitancy also bubbled to the surface as he remembered your husband’s wishes. 

Take care of her and don’t let a soul bring her harm. 

He wouldn’t haunt him for a single night of lechery, right?

“Stop being a tease.” You begged. 

“I’ve dreamt of this for years.” He confessed. 

“So have I.” You said softly. His eyes had a marked tenderness to them. He haphazardly rolled your stockings down your legs and did the same with your underwear. His fingers plunged into the velvety flesh of your cunt. A stifled moan left you as he moved them steadily. He nearly fainted at the sight of your arousal coating his fingers. Soon after, your legs began to shake. He couldn’t believe his friend’s wife was about to cum around his fingers. It was a privilege to see your gorgeous face contorted in pleasure. You yanked him down by his collar to kiss him. He kissed back messily and fingered you even faster. 

“That’s it, love.” He coached as you fell apart. Liquid spurted out of your entrance between Thomas’ rapid movements. You covered your mouth to muffle shrieks of pleasure. He planted warm kisses on your collarbone to calm you. As you came to, he tasted his fingers. Sitting up, you slid out of your dress and climbed on top of him. 

You smiled sweetly before he rushed to enter you once more. Your gasp of wanton boosted his ego. You interlocked your fingers with his and rutted against him slowly. Your breaths began to synchronize with his. He occasionally glanced at your left hand tangled with his. Your wedding ring threatened to dredge up feelings of guilt. Noticing the distraction, you pulled the ring off and sat it on the nightstand. Putting your hands on his chest, you bounced vigorously. The headboard began to slam against the wall. Thomas hopelessly grabbed your hips to slow you down. Before he had the chance, he was filling you to the brim. His head fell back against the pillow as he his breathing stopped momentarily. You clenched around him to drain every drop. His breaths finally returned as he winded down. 

Kissing his forehead, you got off of him and put on your wedding ring. You fiddled with it as reality sunk in. Thomas saw tears fill your prepossessing eyes again and embraced you. 

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Username Song Game

Thanks so much for the tag @thesoldiersminute ! 🥰

rules: pick a song for each letter of your URL and then tag that many people.

R - Rapture by Rival Sons

U - Unshaken by D’Angelo (from Red Dead Redemption 2)

N - November Air by Zach Bryan

N - Nothing Personal by Des Rocs

N - Northern Attitude by Noah Kahan

I - I Walk on Water by KALEO

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O - Orange Juice by Noah Kahan

U - The Union by The Glorious Sons

T - Take a Chance by Brother Elsey

O - Old Country Church by Tyler Childers

F - Frank by Allan Rayman

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T - Traveling Man by Zach Bryan

I - If I Had Two Hearts by Ryan Hurd

M - Mercy, Mercy by The Glorious Sons — coming out tonight (I’m so excited!!!)

E - Easy For You You Say by 5 Seconds of Summer

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Maybe I ought to to do one with my obscure songs 🤔🤔….this one is full of songs that I’m currently lisrening to a lot

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[look-at-the-soul]

All we’d ever need (Part 3)

Tommy Shelby x reader

Previous parts here

Master list

Main idea credits: @lyarr24 💖✨

A/N: this part made me think of my first job, I was responsible to track down sellers who didn’t offer our clients a discount, but applied it anyways and they took home the difference, it was in Bussiness Intelligence and I had a great time working there!

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Tommy woke up early the following morning, Y/N curled up against him, her head on his shoulder as her arm rested across his torso. Moving his eyes around to not wake her up just yet, he decided to stay in bed for a while. His arm up, resting over his head.

His mind went back in time to the moment when she made him look twice.

(Flashback)

Walking out of his office, Tommy crossed the betting shop, all the lights were off except for one desk; Y/N was leaned against the table, her gaze fixed on the three books in front of her, a pencil between her lips.

“What are you doing here? Everybody is gone.” She jumped at the sound of his voice.

“One client won again.”

Tommy chuckled. “Well, the people who bet usually wins.” Y/N arrived a couple of days ago, she was Polly’s goddaughter, she kept asking questions to anyone who accepted the tea and biscuits she offered around, marveled by the work at the betting shop.

“No, but he said it’s the third time he wins, he told that to Earl.” Earl Winston, one of the boys who worked for him since the beginning. “But I can’t find his name on the books from the previous races… he said it was just his luck, but the way he said it made it seem it wasn’t made out of luck.”

For some reason Tommy was intrigued by the way she insisted, walking around the table to stand by her side, he took a look at the books.

“There are three bets for the same amount in each race, while all others customers place different bets, see?” She pointed at the records, truth in her words.

“Where are his other bets?” He dragged the nearest chair and started paying attention to the numbers.

“That’s the thing… he didn’t bet on the other races, this is Marco Polo’s bet.” Her finger pointing at the previous race. “And this is Paul Mark’s bet.” That was at the race before that one. “Is it coincidence the name sounds similar but mixed?”

“Where’s the bet on the most recent race?”

“Winpol made a bet for the same amount. Also, a 3 to 5 bet*, just like the others.”

“Winpol, Winpol… no one in Birmingham has a name like that and there’s no last name? Who did the registry for that bet?”

Y/N pointed at the last column in the diary. “Earl Winston.” She murmured. “Pol… Paul…Polo…”

Looking at each other, their minds clicked. “Earl is giving information away on the horse we are fixing the bet.” Tommy’s was blood boiling.

He closed the book and marched outside the betting shop, but stopped when he reached the doors.

“8:30 am come to my office, I have a contract for you. You will be my eyes and ears around the betting shop.” Pointing his finger at her, he requested: “Bring tea and those biscuits.”

That night, Tommy payed Earl and his friend Marco a visit, taking back the money they stole from the shop and making sure they would never tried to fuck with the Peaky Blinders ever again.

The following morning, a cup of tea and biscuits welcomed Tommy when he arrived at his office.

He was laughing out loud at something Y/N had said. When was the last time he heard himself laughing like that? Inhibitions gone, pure simple joy over a silly joke.

“Are you out of your mind?! Y/N isn’t working for you.” Polly stormed in his office as soon as she heard Lizzie talk about the new contract Tommy asked. She found him leaning over Y/N, who was showing him a book and a few names marked.

“Y/N found some irregular bets, Pol, I think she can help u-”

“Will you leave us alone, my dear?” Y/N nodded and left Tommy’s office quietly. Once the door was closed, Polly snapped at her nephew. “You’re not using my goddaughter to attract customers you hear me? I know what you’re doing.”

“She is a smart woman Polly, one look and she already found one of our men was giving information of the bets, can you imagine what she will do if she helps us?”

“I don’t care.”

“All I’m saying is she’s charming and funny, that can help us attract people…”

“You want to use her as a bait, Thomas!”

“You make it sound almost as if I’m hanging a ‘for sale’ sign around her neck.”

“This is an unnecessary risk, she’s innocent from all of this.”

Nodding he rubbed his chin. “I know. That’s the best part of it, she doesn’t have an ounce of bad blood in her body.”

Polly saw the determination in his eyes, she knew him better than anyone else. Once he got an idea, he didn’t stop.

“She doesn’t seem to be the kind of woman that will sit around and do nothing, sure she’s good at designing the jewelry for her father’s brand, probably the best, but that talent could be a hobby, not using her brain would be a waste, Pol.” Tommy looked at her. “And you know that.”

Polly had refused at first, she didn’t want to involve her goddaughter in the family business given the dangerous nature of it, but she had to admit she was surprised to find out Y/N’s ability to track down irregular bets, checking the numbers that didn’t match, the bets that didn’t make sense. (End of flashback)

Tommy moved slowly from the bed, covering Y/N’s naked body with the duvet his mother made for him with fabric scraps she got.

Lighting a cigarette, he made himself comfortable on the chair as he started checking the books.

If everything went as he had planned, he would get his family out of Small Heath in a few months.

Moving along the book, a piece of paper fell to the floor, making sure she didn’t wake up when the chair cracked, Tommy took the sketch Y/N had made, it was one of the couple he stole.

Y/N had a talent to design jewelry, a natural gift, she payed attention to the smallest detail, always knew what stone would look better in a pair of earrings or a necklace.

He found some of her sketches while he was looking for something on his aunts’ desk, it was a piece of paper with a draw of a pair or earrings with a pearl in the center and small diamonds around it, and in another sheet, he found another one that caught his eye,, she was showing another one to Esme, who was asking her to design a ring for her since John didn’t propose properly. He overheard the conversation. She was always drawing a piece of jewelry in the corner of every book.

So, a couple of days ago, he stole some of her designs. He had an idea and hoped it would work as he was planning to.

***

Coming back home from The Garrison, John and Arthur kept messing around about the Digbeth Kid, pointing their guns at each other they both seemed in a good mood. Suddenly he was back in time when they played around the canal pretending a tree stick was the gun and small rocks were their bullets.

Closing the door, he noticed Michael next to Polly, so the kid was interested in meeting his family after all, he thought.

As Polly made the introductions, Michael went to shake hands with his cousins.

“Y/N come, meet me son, Michael Gray.” She asked as Y/N entered the kitchen, little Karl glued to her hip, Ada went to run a quick errand, and asked her to keep an eye on him. Polly was exuding happiness.

Y/N gave Polly a cold glance, making her godmother stop walking towards her shocked by her look. But her serious face changed to a warm smile on her lips as she walked to the kid and welcomed him for a hug, searching for Tommy’s protection after the exchange. Polly watched her in silence, her happiness clouded suddenly by the vague memories of what she said last night.

“That your boy?” Michael asked looking between Tommy and Y/N, pointing at Karl.

“Oh! No, just babysitting.” Y/N replied uncomfortable.

Looking at Karl, Tommy smiled at his nephew, the kid immediately started crying, his face hidden in Y/N’s neck. Tommy cleared his throat.

“I’m going to the post office, need to send my father the new designs.” She tried to get the kid to settle down.

Tommy stopped her by the arm.

“Pol, Y/N, to my office… Arthur, John, show Michael around, get Karl with Esme.” Then, patting Michael on the back, he said: “Welcome home, son.”

Y/N followed Tommy in silence, Polly was mortified of Y/N’s attitude towards her.

“Can you make this quick? I really need to send these sketches.” Y/N pleaded Tommy, she didn’t want to talk to her godmother right now.

Tommy looked at her with adoration in his eyes.

“Leave us alone a moment Tommy, we need to talk.” She needed to apologize to Y/N.

“You made your point clear last night, we don’t need to talk about anything else.”

In her most maternal and sorry tone, Polly spoke: “Don’t be like this, please… you know I love you.”

Tommy looked between both women, each had a temper to be afraid of once you make them mad.

“I need you two to work together, so shake hands, apologize or whatever and fix your fucking problems.” Tommy looked between Polly and Y/N waiting. “We need to check a couple of details before the races.”

“No, Y/N can’t be there… it’s too risky Tommy.” Polly was on her guard, thinking of the baby.

“Polly, we agreed that she would distract one of the officers.”

“No, you can’t make her take that risk.” Polly rubbed his temples.

“You are the one that came up with that, now you don’t want it?” His cigarette pointing at her.

“Polly…” Y/N tried to warn her godmother.

“You can’t be at the races, something might go wrong.” Polly stated firmly, she wasn’t going to give in into this. “Get Lizzie to do Y/N’s part.”

“Nothing’s going to happen.”

Polly looked straight into her goddaughter’s, her eyes speaking for her.

“What’s your problem? Y/N will be protected at all times.”

“I said no.”

Tommy downed his whiskey. “Why not?” He was sick of this secrecy.

The room started to spin around for Y/N, she tried to hold onto the back of the chair.

“Because I said so!”

The argument started escalating in a matter of seconds, both trying to take the leader position. “I’m going to ask this one more time… what the fuck is going on?”

“Polly please.” Y/N’s voice trembled. Panic rising, Y/N looked at Tommy.

“You tell me then why Pol doesn’t want yo-“

But his words were cut when Y/N collapsed on the floor.

“My God!” Polly tried to move the chair away, Tommy was on Y/N in seconds.

“Bring me the alcohol and some cloth!” Lifting her head carefully, he checked her breathing. “Wake up Y/N, love can you hear me?”

People started to show up in his office to look.

“Everybody out.” Polly instructed and asked Lizzie to call the doctor.

Placing his arms under her body, Tommy carried Y/N upstairs to lie her down on his bed, away from the curious eyes. Recovering her senses no long after that, she found Tommy hovering over her with worry in his eyes.

“Easy, easy love, you just fainted.” He passed the cloth impregnated with alcohol close to her nose, the smell making her feel sick. “Where’s that fucking doctor?!” Tommy barked.

Just as he was finishing the question, the man showed up on the door.

“Go downstairs, I will stay with her.” She pushed him out of the room, Tommy refused to leave, but Polly closed the door practically on Tommy’s nose. “Now, doctor… my nephew is going to be asking a lot of questions, my goddaughter here got a little sick because she isn’t eating well, understood?” She handled the man a bunch of money. Earning the man’s nod.

Against her ego, Y/N thanked Polly before she left the room. If the doctor checked her, he would know she was pregnant and he would report back to Tommy.

“You don’t have to thank me for anything my girl. I’ll get you something to eat.”

“Are you fucking telling me now or what?” Polly jumped at her nephew’s voice, nearly dropping the contents of the soup she made for Y/N.

“Tell you what?”

“The doctor left after checking Y/N for three minutes, please don’t pretend I’m stupid.”

Uncomfortable, she added some condiments. It was so hard to keep this from Tommy, especially when he knew her so well.

“Well she’s alright, nothing to check.”

“Do you want me to point a gun at you, just like you did to me?”

“I was desperate.”

“And I need to know what’s happening.”

“She just needs to eat, that’s all.”

Tommy took the tray from her hands.

“I’m going to Candem Town, but when I come back I hope you come to me with the truth.”

Opening the door with his foot, he stopped it from banging the wall with his shoulder.

“Tommy you don’t have to bother with all of this.”

Holding the cigarette between his lips, he tried to balance the tray with the food. “I hope you like it, I spent the whole fucking day getting this ready.”

Y/N narrowed her eyes. “You don’t cook.”

“What makes you say that, ey? You’ve never seen me cook, that’s different.”

Dragging a chair from the corner of the room he looked at her, noticing she had some appetite.

“Are you feeling better?” Nodding, her mouth was full. “I have business to do out of the city, stay here alright? And if you go out, ask one of th-”

“The peaky boys to be me shadow, I know.”

“Right, since you know what to do… I’ll go.” Bending down, he kissed her temple. “Hopefully when I come back, you and Polly will be at peace, I can’t be between both of you, and being honest, you seem to be the most reasonable one here, so try to make an effort?”

Once she was done with her food, Y/N let out a loud sight. Maybe if she said it quickly, , it wouldn’t be that bad… he would have a couple of days to think about it while at his trip.

“Tommy?” Her heart started beating so fast, like a horse galloping.

“Yes, love?” He was taking some clothes from the wardrobe.

“Before you go, I need to tell you something.”

“Mmhmm?”

“I…I… Tommy just don-”

Knocking on the door to seconds later open it wide, Jeremiah called for him. “We need to go we have a long way ahead.”

“I will be down in a minute.” His attention returned to her. “What did you want to tell me?”

Shaking her head, she pulled him down for a deep kiss to distract him. “I will miss you, that’s all.”

Tommy chuckled. “I will miss you too. Be a good girl for me, ey? Cos if you’re a bad girl, you will have to wait until I’m back.” He winked before closing the door.

Taking her by surprise when he opened the door again, making her jump.

“Are you sure you’re alright? I can send someone else…”

She seemed worried and he hated to think there was something bothering her.

Y/N smiled at him. “Bring me some bread.” She joked in her usual happy tone, dissipating his worries away.

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