Cillian Murphy/Tommy Shelby One-Shot

Just a Number

Sorry its short

As soon as the door closed, Cillian had slammed me against it, deepening our kiss as he led us both to the bed before pushing me down onto the mattress. It wasn't long before he had hiked up the skirt of my dress and started to unbuckle his trousers when he stopped.

'Hey, what's up?' I asked, sitting up next to him.

'We can't do this,' he said as if he had just broken out of a trance.

'What do you mean?' I asked as he stood up and started to re-do the buckle on his trousers.

'(Y/N), I'm so much older than you, this isn't right!'

'Cillian,' I said, jumping off the bed and walking over to him, placing my hand on his cheek, 'age is just a number. I'm attracted to you and your attracted to me so - ' I was quickly cut off when Cillian pushed his lips back onto mine and we made our way back over to the bed again.

When we had both gotten rid of our clothes, Cillian pushed the tip of his cock into me before looking at me as if he was asking for permission to continue. Instead of saying anything, I pushed back against him until he had slipped all of the way into me, causing us both to let out a relieved moan before he started to move.

Due to us being incredibly wound up, it didn't take us long to let go and the next thing I know is that we were both laying on our sides, facing each other.

'Are you sure you don't regret anything?' He asked.

'Never,' I said, curling into his side, 'it's just a number remember.'