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"Wh-why are you interested in me?" We had situated ourselves back in the living room and I felt the warm fire on my legs. Tommy's arm was situated behind me on the back of the sofa and never had I felt more safe then in the devils distant embrace. "Well... I'm usually the smartest in the room, with you (even if you aren't the most confident in a room) I can rely on the fact that you know exactly what to say. You're intelligent and you know things that are going to happen that I don't. I don't like it when people know things I don't, but the way you carry yourself. You're shy and unusual... interesting. Not like the boring fucks I've 'ad before."
"So that's what you're really interested in? You could've saved your character study." He chuckled in that deep dry tone as usual. "I don't want to sleep with you, I would, but it's more... personal than that. There's no people like you nowadays, everyone 'ere just wants attention. It's pretty clear that you don't... you just wanna go 'ome." "Yeah... can I ask a question?" He shrugged and I proceeded.
"Why do you feel so threatened by me? You're a strategist, it's a different type of intelligence that I couldn't match any day." He laughed a little and leant his head a little towards me, I was feeling warmer now so I unwrapped blanket from my shoulders and as I did my dress rode up a little. I quickly put the blanket on my legs and looked at Tommy who had obviously seen my thighs. "Well well well... you're wearing garters. Didn't expect that from you." He muttered and I couldn't help but laugh from embarrassed as my coping mechanism.
"Well... everyone wears them in this time so... I thought I needed to. Bloody nightmare to get on but they're quite comfortable actually. I thought I'd hate them as I usually spend time wearing the comfiest clothes possible." He leant down so his mouth was next to my ear, he removed the cigarette and outed it in the ash tray. I swallowed with a little fear of what this proposal was that he was about to make.
"Would you mind... if I... touch you? I'm a patient man Miss Lochwood and when it comes to being interested in something so answer with whatever you so wish." My most widened and continued to do so as he removed the blanket from my legs and moved his hand to my knee. It was cold as usual but against the warmth of the fire and my own body heat, it felt comforting and exciting.
"I think you'll get bored quickly Tommy..." she mustered through her heaved breaths. "I've never done anything before. I've never even kissed anyone." He didn't seems shocked at all... although I was pretty obvious. "I know... you make it pretty obvious by the fact you're shaking." I looked down at noticed my trembling hand out of this new feeling I had felt.
It was intrigue.
His hand raised up my leg and his lips grew closer to the side of my neck while I sat there in a complete frozen stance, unable to move. When his lips met my neck and his hand was at my garter I panicked and stood holding my hand out. He leant back into the sofa.
"I-.. I can't, I'm sorry. I'm sorry." I said before sprinting from the room to my own and jumping onto my bed to bury my head in the pillow. I was frigid.
"I really wanted to... I did. But I hardly know the guy." I said to myself, and continue to cry at my own childishness. "Rowan..." a knock at the door alarmed me and I wiped my face before opening the door.
"It's okay, you 'ave nothing to apologise for alright?" I nodded and for some reason I walked into his arms and locked my own around him. I felt the warmth from his heart that was relayed into his hands, it was almost as if everything he did was disconnected to his heart.
It seemed like Tommy Shelby could only complete emotionless touches, but this felt different. It felt real.
