les sequelles - Cillian Murphy & Thomas Shelby

34. Ready

Summary: Writing prompt 'tying your lovers tie'

Warnings: Fluff!

Pairing: Cillian Murphy x Fem!Reader

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Your fingers expertly tied the knot on Cillian's dark navy tie, patting it down to sit flush against his shirt covered chest.

You could tell he was nervous, could feel the energy rushing through his veins.

His first main character role in a Christopher Nolan film, tonight was the premiere.

You straightened the material around his neck, fingers brushing across his warm skin, you gave him a smile, eyes locked as he watched you.

"Can't wait to see it" you simply whispered adjusting the collar of his shirt.

"So glad you'll be with me" Cillian let out a breath, catching your hands as they feel down his chest.

"Always with you" you stated, reaching on your tiptoes to connect your lips in a slow kiss, his hands instantly landed on the curve of your backside.

"Look beautiful" he commented, lips inches away from yours, fingers brushing over the material of the satin dress.

"Thank you" you licked at your lips savouring the taste of him.

The knock on your front door, broke you apart signalling the arrival of your car.

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Cillian's hands were linked with yours as you made your way back up the steps to your townhouse.

It was late, drinks had been flowing all night and Cillian was on a high at how well the premiere had gone.

You were filled with admiration for him, he had been brilliant in the film, totally captivated the audience, as the credits had rolled you had felt the pressure of proud tears behind your eyes.

You had been all over him, complimenting him all evening at the after party, you couldn't keep your hands to yourself.

You were now untying the knot of his tie that you had made sure was perfect at the start of the evening, pulling the material free from under the collar, fingers working at the buttons on his shirt.

"Fuck, so proud of you baby so fucking proud" you praised lips making contact with the skin of his chest.

Cillian was trying his best get your lips back on his, trying to get you to look at him but you were on a mission, a mission to make him feel good to show how much you appreciated him.

"darling, baby girl get up here" he finally spoke as your fingers were tugging at the belt on his trousers.

You giggled finally meeting his eyes "sorry, just love you so much"

"No need to apologise, just want to kiss you" he looked bashful, as his hands cupped your face, your arms around his neck, his tie dangling from your fingers.

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From peakyscillian on Tumblr.