"ONCE UPON A TIME
AN ANGEL AND A
DEVIL FELL IN LOVE."
PEAKY BLINDERS
THOMAS SHELBY x OC
PRE-SEASON 1 - ?
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"Jealousy is the tie that binds,
and binds, and binds."
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July 11, 1908
IT WAS LATE MORNING AND DELILAH WASN'T SCHEDULED TO BE AT THE FLOWER SHOPE TODAY WHICH SHE HAD DECIDED TO TAKE FULL advantage of that fact by sleeping in, which was no easy feat in the overly crowded, usually bustling home she had taken solace in these past few weeks.
She was in the midst of having the most glorious dream. She and Tommy were tucked away again in their little slice of heaven; laid on the bed of blankets in the back room of the paddock in Charlie's yard from their first and only time together, naked and intertwined in a heated embrace. Tommy's lips were ghosting over her neck, down her chest and across her breasts, nipping and sucking at her skin as she writhed beneath his unrelenting attack.
"Delilah," he murmured as he took a nipple in his mouth causing her to keen out a breathy moan.
"Tommy, please, don't stop," she whined.
"Delilah," she heard him call again, too lost in what he was doing to her body to respond.
"Delilah, wake up."
His hand slid down her body to her center, her thighs clamping around his hand to keep it where she wanted it. Tommy was just about to thrust a long digit into her when -
"Delilah! Polly wants you downstairs!" Called out the falsetto voice of Ada as she came barreling into the room, jumping on the bed next to a suddenly wide awake and very startled Delilah.
Scrambling to pull the blankets up to her chin, wide hazy azure eyes flew open to find the youngest Shelby nearly nose to nose with her in the bed.
"Good morning," Ada chirped with a toothy grin as she sat back to give her new roommate space to sit up in the bed. "You were whimpering in your sleep; were you having a nightmare?" The girl asked, Shelby blue eyes bright with innocent curiosity.
The redhead flushed and spluttered for an answer, "What, um, what - You said something about Polly?" Her sleep hoarse voice cracked as she moved to get off the bed and move hastily across the room to the wardrobe that housed the few dresses she had along with Ada's clothes avoiding talking about her dream with the young girl.
