les sequelles - Cillian Murphy & Thomas Shelby

11. Neighbours

Neighbours

31 Days of Kink: Day 5

Pairing: Tommy Shelby x Reader

Warning: Smut

Words: 1,895

Note: This plays somewhere in Season 2. I am also about to update the schedule for 31 Days of Kink.

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Imagine living in Small Heath with your husband and your neighbour is no other than Thomas Shelby.

One evening, when your husband was away on business and you were concerned about your safety, you knocked on Thomas's door. He invited you inside for a drink, promising you that you will be safe living next door to him.

After having gotten to know him, you indeed felt safer when your husband was travelling. But you also couldn't help but get curious about Thomas Shelby and the many different women who visited him.

Most of them were so loud when he fucked them that you could hear them from your bedroom. Was he really that good, you wondered? The sex you were having with your husband was average and you recently had found out about his infidelity, which is perhaps why he didn't bother to please you in bed. He had never given you an orgasm which you were disappointed about.

Little did you know that, on your birthday, your husband had another business trip planned and that you would be spending the evening with your handsome neighbour instead and he might just give you exactly what you have ben craving.

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'So, how are you celebrating your birthday then, eh?' Tommy chuckled after you met him in front of your house, telling him that your husband was in London for the week.

'Uhm, I don't know' you said shyly as you dropped your keys. Your hands were tremoring nervously every time you saw Tommy.

'I have no plans tonight. Come over to my house at 8 o'clock for a drink, eh?' Tommy suggested and you nodded shyly.

At 8 o'clock you knocked on Tommy's door and he was quick to let you inside.

He offered you a glass of whiskey, which you gladly accepted and, over a few drinks, you began talking about your lives and, in particular, the affair your husband was having with one of his secretaries.

The night went by and, before you knew it, you had three glasses of whiskey and it was 10 o'clock. Over the third glass of whiskey, you brought up this silly game you played in school where, on your birthday, the boy you liked would kiss you, just once, to wish you a happy birthday. But you never went out with him which is something you regretted many years later.

'Mind if I wish you a happy birthday?' Tommy eventually murmured, looking intently at your lips. Your little story had given him the perfect opportunity to take things further with you.

You moistened your lips with the tip of your tongue and blushed again as his eyes followed the movement avidly. 'Yes...I mean no' you responded. You rolled your eyes self-deprecatingly. 'I mean that I don't mind if you...' you said shyly but his crushing kiss cut off your words.

You had never been kissed like this before. Tommy's lips were demanding, overpowering and yet expertly deliberate in the way they teased and suckled your lips until you couldn't help but invite him to deepen the kiss. You gasped as his tongue invaded your mouth immediately. There were too many sensations to take in: the warmth of his hand as it cradled the nape of your neck, the heat of your rapid breathing, the sound of Tommy's shaky groan as your tongue tentatively tasted his.