les sequelles - Cillian Murphy & Thomas Shelby

8. Unwrap

Unwrap | Cillian x Fem!Reader | One Shot | 

Summary: You've had a hard day at work, after multiple texts to Cillian throughout the day, he's ready to help you unwind. 

 Warnings: Smut, a lot. Unprotected sex.

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'I am thiiiis close to quitting' 'why does Gloria think its acceptable to pile paperwork ON MY DESK?' 'honestly do I need this job?'

The frustrated texts from you had been buzzing on Cillian's phone all day, he was on a short break from filming so he'd been doing odd things around the house, the food shop and walking the dog. He's tried his hardest to reply as much as possible but the texts had kept coming through and even a lunch time phone call hadn't settled you.

So he definitely needed something good for when you were home.

You walked in from the rain, the stress of the day was sitting heavy on your shoulders as you dropped your bag on the chair by the door, your keys into the dish on the side table. Kicking your shoes off with a sigh you headed for the kitchen. "Cill? are you home?" you called, opening the fridge for the bottle of wine. "Cillian?" you almost yelled, his car was in the drive so he was bound to be home, Luca your boarder collie was by your feet tag wagging "Where's daddy huh?" you asked him, patting his head before turning to the cupboard for a glass. The fact he wasn't answering was making you even more annoyed, you headed to the bottom of the stairs "Cill-ian Murphy" you repeated this time more frustrated.

You pushed open the bedroom door, eyes falling on the figure on the bed, Cillian sat naked propped against the pillows a gift bow tied around his chest, your first thought was that bow was for your nieces birthday but that soon left your mind, he was already hard a smile on his face, he looked delicous. "Hey, Mrs Murphy" his voice was slick, gentle and sent shivers down your spine.

You placed the wine glass on the dresser, unbuttoning the blouse you had one, revealing the navy blue bra, unzipping the back of your pencil skirt revealing the matching knickers and the lace topped stockings. "Leave them on" he purred as you got the side of the bed, his hands running up your thighs, as you climbed over his to straddle him.

Lips pressing to his, hands tangling in his hair, his hands were expertly unclasping your bra, pulling it from your shoulders, down your arms and onto the floor.

His hands expertly rolled the stockings down your legs, squeezing your thighs teasingly. Finally you pulled away from his lips, breathless he was hard between your legs, you rocked your hips down on him, causing him to let out a relieved sigh.

"Can I unwrap you now?" you giggled, forehead against his. He lent forward to peck at your lips "Only the bow, tonight is all about you, baby" he smiled holding you by the base of your back. You reached round his back to the tie, pulling it undone letting the bow fall between you both "best present ever" you smirked grabbing the bow, hand brushing his hard cock.

"fuck" he sighed head falling into your neck at the sensation. You were dropping kisses to his chest "Wanna ride you" you smirked

Cillian groaned at your words, your hand sneaking behind you to cup at his balls, he returned your action, licking into your mouth as his fingers skillfully ran up your soaking core over the lace. "so wet baby" he murmured against your mouth not wanting to leave your lips behind. He moved the lace to the side, he always liked to be the one to move it out of the way or remove it completely.

You watched as he ran his fingers through your excitement and then down his hard shaft, you steadied yourself holding his shoulders as you slid onto him, your face fell in the crook of his neck as some pressure from the stressful day was relieved. You had a steady rhythm going and Cillian couldn't leave his lips on your skin fast enough. "Just wanna take care of you" he breathed across your neck, nipping at the warm skin "wanna make my girl feel good" his teeth nipping your skin, as you tried to control your breathing.

His lips were attacking your neck, his thumb and forefinger rolling your nipples in turn, you had pressed your forehead against his shoulder as you rocked onto him, he was stretching your aching pussy, whines leaving your parted lips. "Feel s'good love" he groaned as you circled your hips, legs shuddering as his tip grazed the sweetest spot of all. "There?" He asked biting down on your neck, sucking quickly and pulling away. "Yes, yes" you nodded colliding your lips with his, teeth clashing once before your tongues found each other. Cillian hooked his middle finger around the material of your thong and pulled it tight against your clit, you moaned into his mouth body shaking again.

He was wrecked, the feeling of you warm tight cunt clenching around him, your lips on his, your fingers curling and uncurling in his chest hair. He was slowly thrusting into you. He could feel your hand moving down behind them, and then the feeling of you taking his heavy balls into your palm had him scrunching his eyes closed "fuck..your dirty" he mumbled you giggled a little as you rolled them with a gentle tug.

There was no denying that his accent turned you on, you were whining into his neck as he whispered in your ear, your hips rolling faster, hands back from between his legs, clawed around his neck pulling him to your parted lips. "make me come Cillian.. please" you begged, he slowed your hips, moving his to thrust up into you, you had thrown your head back, back arching the little breathy moans falling from your lips spurred him on. "m' gonna come baby" your head shot up eyes locking with his blown out and dazed. You had your hands around the back of his neck massaging the muscles as your bodies shook together, you had only recently started coming undone together a lot of patience and much to Cillian's delight practice but he loved being able to feel you coming around him as he came into you.

You fell forward onto his chest, the after shocks shuddering your body, "love you" he wrapped his arms around you holding you close, peppering your head with kisses.

The feeling of his chest heaving beneath you and the sounds of his pounding heart filled you with a content longing to be here forever. "love you, lets stay here" but the doorbell rang out downstairs and Luca started barking. Cillian slipped from the bed, you were laying back on the pillows, hair fanned across the white material, chest still slightly heaving. You discarded the wet material of your thong as Cillian slipped on his boxers "forgot I ordered dinner" He turned to you, running his hand down his chest letting out a deep sigh, pulling a t-shirt on "meet me downstairs?" He asked. You scrambled from the mattress as he chuckled "no, don't leave me" you giggled. "or come with me?" He cocked an eyebrow you wrapped your arms around his neck, your legs around his waist he effortlessly carried you to the walk-in wardrobe.

"please put a top on, love the delivery guy doesn't need to see your nipples" he laughed before rushing down the stairs, shushing Luca as he done so.

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From peakyscillian on Tumblr.