Peaky Blinders Imagines

"I wouldnt mind sitting back and watching..."

Warnings// cussing, slight sexual innuendos, badass reader, a smug reader, slight verbal cat fight between reader and May Carlton, the word whore is used against Tommy
Requested// Nah
Things to know// the usual. If you can't tell he now, my x readers typically lean more towards rough around the edges and know how to put the men in their places when needed, but not to worry! In my future works, I will attempt at creating a more sensitive reader
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You had decided to tag along side your husband when he had announced that morning at breakfast, that he would be visiting his new race horse. He had noticed how your eyes brightened at his words and allowed his lips to quirk up slightly. But your husband knew you well. He could tell you had ulterior motives by the spark that he had seen in your eye. The drive there wasn't too bad, a slender body was awaiting your arrival. With the car parked, you could see a dark pair of eyes awaiting for your husband's form, her hands wringing in front of her body.
     When Tommy stepped out, you could see her eyes brighten and a smile twitching up on her lips as her eyes drank in his form. He didn't head straight towards her which you could tell confused her. He made his way towards the other side of the car and opened the door, holding out his hand as he glanced down at you. Your gloved hand reached daintily out of the car and took ahold of his, a smile bubbled on your lips when you noticed her smile drop at the sight. You made a nice little show of fixing his collar and leaning in for a big smooch before wrapping your arm around Tommy's, walking up towards May who had plastered a smile onto her face as you approached.
"Hello May, this is my wife, Y/n.." Tommy spoke, introducing you two. "Wife...hello Y/n, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm-" "the women trying to get into my husband's pants. Yes, I know who you are May Carlton." Tommy cleared his throat with his eyes towards the ground as May swallowed thickly. "Oh, don't be so awkward! Most of Birmingham is trying to get into his pants. Half of it has gotten into his pants-he's a bit of a whore you see, of course, that was before he met me. We're quite happy you see." You explained, a happy smile on your face as you snuggled into your husband. May blinked in surprise, her dark eyes crowding Tommy.
     "W-Well I can assure you Y/n, I didn't know he was a...married man..." she tried to explain, you picked up in her slight nervousness that was almost ruled out by her annoyance. Your lips quirked. She was annoyed that Thomas Shelby was a taken man. Typically, you'd despise women who held no dignity when it came to seducing married or courted men, but this one intrigued you. "I'm sure you very well knew, he was a married man. Yet women like you don't tend to give a shit. Once they believe they're in love, it's hard to snap them out of it and give them the cold harsh truth." You spoke, eyes growing cold as you took May Carlton in.
     "Some of those women, poor girls, ended up with their hearts broken. Those girls were able to get a small taste of what I get all day, everyday. You want to know the funny thing though?" You asked, a slight giggle in your tone. Tommy sighed as he looked down at you, knowing your game, and knowing, that you were right. "I let those women get a small taste of him. I told him, to fuck them. Would you like to know why?" Your head tilted in amusement, seeing May's eyes widen in surprise. You had let Tommy sleep with other women? "Because of women like you May. Business. I let you try and seduce your way into my husband's pants whilst acting naive so you would continue doing business with him and training his horse. It's hard to find a good horse trainer now and days." You sighed out, flashing a smile towards your unamused husband. He was still butt hurt at being called a whore. "Wha..I..you..." May stumbled over her words, seeming a bit more pale than her skin tone was. "Yes May. I knew what you were trying to do." You stated, rolling your eyes.
     "My husband tells me everything. I am involved in every aspect of my husband's life. He hides nothing from me. Now typically, when my husband tells me he feels that a woman may have fallen for him, I'd get an address and show up on their front doorstep with my gun cocked and a heavy threat on my lips." At your words, May's hands started shaking, she gripped on to her skirt to try and hide the trembles. "However, you amuse me. And if the time we're to ever come where I allow my husband to fuck you...I wouldn't mind sitting back and watching..." you smirked, reveling in the surprise that appeared on both May's and your husband's faces.
     "Now," you started, looking up towards your husband with a smile, "we're here to see how his horse is doing. Shall we get going? The sooner we get home, the sooner my husband can show me how much he loves me for the next few hours."