i found you .. and you found me // Thomas Shelby

25- touch it

"Cause everytime I'm with you I go into a zone, and I remember all the places you wanna go... take me all the way, ooh, ain't nobody gonna touch it, touch it, touch it. Cause everytime I see you I don't wanna behave, I'm tired of being patient so let's pick up the pace... take me all the way, ooh, aint nobody gonna touch it, touch it, touch it," -Ariana Grande-Butera

"So," Giorgia sighed as she sat at her vanity, brushing through her long brunette hair. It still took Tommy quite the while to remember she was once a blonde, but nevertheless, she looked breathtaking to him. "When are you going to London?"

"When my brothers decide to stop fucking their wives and get here," he mumbled, fixing his suspenders. 

G chuckled at his remark, putting on her lipstick. "That didn't stop you from fucking me this morning." 

"True," Tommy agreed, walking over to her and wrapping his arms around her from behind. "But at least I do it on schedule," he murmured against her neck, his hot breath tickling her skin. 

"Really? A fucking schedule?" 

"Hm," he agreed, "don't you worry, I'll have no schedule when I get home." 

Giorgia pushed him away while a smile spread across her face, Tommy mirroring her smile. "How long will you be gone for?" 

Standing up, she walked over to Tommy and helped him fix her tie, still in her silk robe. "A day, if that," he replied, kissing her head. 

"You know they're fucking insane, right?" 

Tommy chuckled at his girlfriend's remark, running his thumb down her cheek. "Tell me something I don't know, love." 

"Just," she sighed, taking a breath, "just be careful, please?"

"G," he smiled sympathetically, "for the first time in my life, I have everything I wanted, everything I never knew I needed. Nothing, and I mean, nothing, will ever stop me from coming home to you and Charlie."

Giorgia's heart warmed at his soft words, her hands against his chest feeling his taut muscles under his crisp, expensive shirt. "You know something?"

"What's that, Miss Capone?"

"I think," she started, "that I love you." 

"Like I haven't heard that before," he smirked. "It's a good thing that I love you too."

"Mhm," she agreed, pressing her lips to his. "I'm coming with you."

"Wha-?"

"No, no arguments. I don't trust those posh Russians and I'll be dammed if they try to fuck you."

"Oh you're sexy when you're jealous," he teased, pushing her down on the bed, hovering above her. 

"Shut up," she smacked his arm. "Plus, how am I supposed to go a day without your lovin'?" 

"Oh you're a tease," Tommy scowled as he watched Giorgia remove her robe slowly. "Fuck it, the boys can wait." 

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"Right, you," G spoke to Charlie, poking his nose, "you be good for Aunt Pol, okay?"

"Okay mumma," he smiled widely, Giorgia mirroring his facial expression. The little boy had become her best friend (with no doubt he already was from the start), and she was determined it was going to stay that way. "Are you and daddy going on holiday?"

"No baby," G smiled sympathetically, stroking his hair. "Daddy and I have some work to do, but I promise you we will go on holiday soon okay? Wherever you want."