Peaky Blinders. One shot and imagines

School teacher - Part 35 - Tommy x Reader

(Y/n) gripped to Tommy, her hands holding tightly to the lapels of his jacket. This was wrong, so wrong. She loved Arthur........oh god, Arthur, if he were to come outside now and see her like this; if he were to find her and Tommy in this situation, Tommy's body pressed firmly up against hers, it might destroy him. It might do to him what walking in on him and the whores had done to her, nearly two years ago. But no, this was just a kiss........a rather heated, passionate kiss admittedly, but still just a kiss. She wasn't bent over with her skirt up around her waist, while Tommy did to her, what she had wanted Arthur to do to her, since, well, since she had first laid eyes on him; yet as the kiss continued, as Tommy's arms tightened around her body, a thought couldn't help but fill her mind, that she might not be all that averse to Tommy doing that to her. That under different circumstances, she could see herself with the younger Shelby; could see herself being happy with his man. (Y/n) not about to deny that Tommy was handsome, that when he smiled, that it didn't have the strangest effect on her; and even though she was still angry at him for some of the things that he had done, she still thought those things. But this was not under different circumstances, and Arthur was the one that she cared about, the one that she had forgiven, and loved. Yet despite that, her hands refused to let Tommy go; her lips refused to move from his. A soft moan leaving her, as his tongue ran across her lips, begging for entrance to her mouth, (Y/n) freely giving in. Her body heating all the more as he explored her, as she felt his arousal push up against her leg; it obvious that Tommy wanted more from her than just a kiss, and despite the guilt that was gnawing at her, she wanted it too. His touch sending a very different thrill through her body, than Arthur's did; the school teacher hating herself for loving both, for wanting both. For enjoying this lustful interaction, as much as she enjoyed those with Arthur. For wishing that she could know, could have both of the older Shelbys. (Y/n) shocking herself with her rather risqué thoughts of being naked in bed with both Arthur and Tommy. Of having her body touched and enjoyed by the two men, and she enjoyed them in return.

"He doesn't deserve ya........." Tommy finally said, as he reluctantly moved his lips away from hers. The pair doing their best to regain their breath, as he rested his forehead against hers.

"Arthur, doesn't deserve ya..........."

"Don't say that, Tommy. I.......I love him, I do. And even though he hurt me, even though I will never forget that night, I know I am meant to be with Arthur........."

"Yet ya here, kissing me..............." Tommy retorted, pulling away just enough so that he could look into her eyes.

"That......that's not fair, Tommy. I didn't..........." The rest of her words forgotten, as his lips moved back to hers. Her hands now making their way up into his hair, as once more, the kiss became far more than it should be.

"I want ya, (Y/n). I'll treat ya right. I'd never do ta ya, what Arthur did. I'll look after ya. All ya have ta do, is say the word.........."

"And what, Tommy? What do you think will happen if we were to both walk back into the pub and suddenly announce that I don't want to be with Arthur, but you........? If you really wanted me, Tommy, you would have come and found me, sooner. You would have come up to Cumbria and asked me to return to Small Heath, for you, not Arthur; but you didn't. You went to my grandparent's farm to ask me to come back for Arthur; because you thought I was the only thing, the only one that could stop your brother from killing himself, and I have done that. It wasn't easy, I didn't want to love him again, to even care about him as I had, after what he did; but it just seems that we were meant to be." (Y/n) countered. The two just continuing to look at one another; continuing to hold one another.

"I'm not going to tell you that I hated this. That I didn't like you kissing me; that my thoughts haven't gone to having more with you. That a part of me wouldn't give anything for this to be more than a kiss; that I might wake up next to you in your bed. But.......but I can't hurt Arthur. I can't do to him, what he did to me. That isn't me, and this is betrayal enough; I don't know if I could look at myself again, if it were to go any further. Please Tommy, we can't do this, for Arthur's sake, we can't do this........." The school teacher added. Her eyes closing, as his rough fingertips carefully touched her cheek. Tommy knowing that she was right; that she was right about everything. Knowing that whether he liked it or not; whether he believed that he was far better for her than Arthur, or not, he just had to let her be with his brother. He had to let the two be together; but that didn't mean he had to let her go.

"If he hurts ya, again; if ya need something more, I'm here. Ya don't need ta leave again, I'll give ya everything, (Y/n). I'll do all I can ta make ya happy........" Tommy told her. The school teacher nodding slowly, before placing a small kiss to his lips.

"I promise that if this goes wrong, and you still want me, I will come to you. I won't give him another chance to do what he did; I won't forgive him again for hurting me." It Tommy's turn to nod. To let his lips meet hers. Tommy pulling her back to him and holding her close for a moment longer, before reluctantly letting her go and watching as she walked back into the pub, then lighting a new cigarette and taking a deep drag.