les sequelles - Cillian Murphy & Thomas Shelby

23. First

First | One Shot

Summary: First time for everything! 

Pairing: Cillian x Fem!Reader 

 Warnings: Fluffy smut & age gap.

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Cillian handed you the glass of wine, you were curled up on his sofa, you were both on a break from working after a month and half run of an Enda Walsh production.

You'd spent the day lounging around the house, you couldn't shake the nerves you could feel settling your stomach, you knew at some point you'd have to bring it up, you'd made excuses not to stay over at his house for the past two months out of the three you'd been dating.

"You've been quiet all day, love" Cillian stroked his hand across your leg. 

 You turned to face him, leaning to place your wine glass on the coffee table, you sighed softly "It's not a big deal, well it might be, I don't know, you might think it is" you were rambling.

Cillian cupped your cheek, thumb brushing lightly on your cheek "Ok, take a breath and start again" he laughed lighty.

You nodded, fingers tangling with his free hand "Ok, fuck this is hard" you bit at your lip "I'm uh I'm still a virgin" you pulled your gaze from his.

Cillian didn't take his eyes off you, his hand still closed around yours "Ok, well as you know I'm an old man so it's been a while since this has popped up in my life" he smiled, you finally looked back up at him.

"If you don't want the hassle then, I can leave" you almost whispered.

Cillian tugged you onto his lap, arms firmly around your waist "It's not a hassle, you're not an hassle" He kissed you "I'm sure I'll be just as nervous as you" he nudged your nose with his.

"So we can? You want too?" you draped your arms over his shoulders.

"Of course I want too" he smiled pecking another kiss to your lips.

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You were wishing you had picked slightly more sexy underwear than the current mismatch cotton set you had on, but you were sure that was only your thoughts on the matter, Cillian's gaze was devouring you, his hands roaming every inch of skin, lips intermittedly locking with yours.

The butterflies in your stomach were wild, gone were the excited ones you always felt around him replaced with nervous ones eagerly fighting their way to the surface.

"So beautiful" Cillian muttered lips inches from the skin of your chest, his hands resting on your waist, fingers leaving hot prints.

You weren't sure how to act, how did you get to twenty five without ever having any sexual experience? You wondered, mind crashing back down as Cillian spoke.

"Is it okay to take this off?" he'd hooked his index finger under the strap of your bra, you nodded slowly.

"yeah, uh its round the back" you rambled moving slightly to let him find the clasp.

"I know" he smiled nudging his nose against yours "We can stop whenever you want" he added.

"I know" you returned his smile as he pulled your bra off discarding it on the floor.

"they're kind of small and you've probably seen bet-" you were cut off by Cillians lips wrapping around the bud of your right nipple, his hand caressing the left.

You felt the electricity jolt through your body, a small sigh slipping past your lips as his mouth moved to bring your other nipple to a hard peak.

"Most perfect pair I've ever seen" he winked satisfied with his work, his lips returning on their path down your body, he settled betwen your legs.