Bancroft - Peaky Blinders Reverse Harem x Reader

Chapter 26

I swallow the dry lump in my throat. "Tails."

Arthur grins as he checks the coin. Fuck. I don't need him to even tell me the answer.

I'm all too aware of the sound of my own breathing, the blood rushing past my ears, as I stand and pull my shirt over my head, revealing white lingerie.

"Was it worth it?" Arthur asks me quietly.

John answers for me. "Definitely was."

"John's turn," I say evenly.

But John shakes his head. "This could take us all night. I propose new rules."

"Again?" I ask.

He nods. "One toss. Heads, you drink. Tails, you strip."

This is about to escalate. Fast.

I realise that's exactly what they both want.

And as I run my eyes over their bodies before me, still thinking how it would feel to be pinned beneath John's arms, I also realise I'm not against the idea. It was only their decency and respect for consent that stopped it from happening the night after the Garrison. And in the same vein, it feels as though this was always inevitable — from the very first time I locked eyes with Arthur, or felt John press against me in my bed.

Arthur's already seen all of me. He's my calm, my fort in a storm. And John's my happiness. He's the one who made me smile after so many years of thinking I never would again. Arthur comforts me when I'm in the dark. John lifts me from it.

I wonder what would happen if I had both at once.

There's something exhilarating about no longer fighting it.

"And how does this end?" I ask them, a warmth spreading through me that has nothing to do with the fire.

Arthur speaks. "Why don't we play and find out?"

I'm hyper-aware of every sensation. The coin practically burns my fingertips as I slide it across the table to John.

"Heads." He almost looks disappointed, though the corners of his lips lift as he finishes his drink.

Arthur flips. "Tails."

He undressed. Just like that, we're all in our underwear. I take the coin from Arthur and stare at it for a moment before I flip.

It's the first time in my life I've tossed a coin and genuinely not known what to wish for as it lands.

Or maybe that's a lie — because a thrill leaps through me at the result.

They both watch as I reach behind and unclasp my bra. It falls to the floor.

"Bancroft," John says in a low voice, cutting through the silence. "Come here."

I do as he asks. He takes me in his lap, sitting me sideways across him — I have to hold onto his shoulders to steady myself. Pressing against my ass, I can feel him. Rock hard. My lips part as I breathe.

"Tonight, we're going to give you everything you want," he murmurs, gripping my leg above the knee. "And more."

I glance at Arthur. "We?" I ask, notes of hope in my voice.

His gaze is heavy as he nods. "If that's what you want... that's what you'll get."

"So the real question," John continues in a low voice, "is... do you want it?"

Baby lightning bolts are shooting up my thighs from where he holds me, from where I can feel him. They go straight to my core and set it alight.

"Yes," I whisper.