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Day 1 - Movie Night

A/N: This is the first day of @obiknights wwdilfcember!! This is not my first piece of writing, but it is my first piece of writing for my new tumblr. I hope you all enjoy. It's rather short but it was fun to write. Also, I tried to be as gender neutral as possible! I am not very good at it because I am used to writing f!Readers. Either way, I hope you get as much serotonin as I did while writing this!

Pairing: Triple Frontier Boys/ Reader (platonic relationships)

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Warnings: a few curse words, friendly banter, and teeth rotting fluff

Trying to watch a movie with four grown men turned out to be a more difficult challenge than you ever thought it would be. You sat back and watched the four of them argue over what we were going to watch. Will wanted First Blood, Santi wanted The Expendables, Frankie wanted Lone Survivor, and Benny wanted Sand Castle. You knew in the end the final decision was up to you. When their heads all turn to you, you knew it was time to make a decision. Before any of them could ask you what you wanted to watch you blurt The Expendables. Santi lets out an excited holler and pushes Will’s shoulder. 

“I told you they’d pick The Expendables!” His excitement is contagious and you let out a laugh shaking your head. 

“It was not an easy choice Santi, they were all great choices.” You tell him, your smile growing wider. 

He nods his head and dips down to grab your dvd from its respective place on the shelf and pops it into the player. All of them scramble around like ants trying to find the perfect place to sit. Benny ends up sprawled out over the lounge chair, his long legs hanging over the edge. Santi plops down next to you on the couch and steals your blanket. Will settles down on the other side of you with a bowl of popcorn in his hands. You stare at him for a moment, when did he go do that? Frankie sits on the floor at your feet and props his arm up on your knee. You knew he wouldn’t be comfortable down there for long, eventually you would go and grab him a chair. 

The movie starts and the five of you zone in on what’s happening. You had seen the movie several times, but it was still good each time. It brought you a sense of joy that you only got from specific movies. 

“Oh fuck me!” You all turn your  heads to Benny who sits up in the chair. 

He looked exasperated, his hands pushing into his hair in frustration. 

“What?” Will asks, concerned for his brother. 

“The guy I was supposed to fight just backed out. Now I don’t have a fight before Christmas to make some extra money.” His tone drops at the end. 

“You can make money some other way Benny, it’ll all be okay. Don’t worry.” You tell him.

“Yeah man, maybe we can become strippers for the holidays or something.” Santi pipes in, you can hear the smile in his voice. 

Benny’s eyes light up like he was suddenly considering it. 

“Yeah no, I am not doing that shit.” Will says, making you cackle. 

You see the edges of Will’s lips turn upward. 

“Oh come on! The girls would love you Will!” Santi shouts. 

You shake your head, you knew Santi was fighting a brick wall on that one. You look down at Frankie who sits quietly, unphased by Santi’s chaos. 

“How about we bake stuff or something like that?” Frankie suggests, still immersed in the film. 

“That’s actually a really good idea. And something we can all do without having to take our clothes off.” You tell them. They all let out laughs at that. 

“Well, unless you wanted to, I guess. Maybe we will make more money.” You laugh once more. 

Benny nods his head in agreement. After the movie ends the five of you begin planning your Christmas bake sale and stay up into the early hours of the morning. Laughing and being together and while enjoying each other's company.

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Show Oak some love!!! Phenomenal Mad Max work 🥵🥵🥵

(I'm still inactive but I want more of you to appreciate good writing 😘)

Unexpected

AN: Alright my lovelies I am back with something I wrote quite a while ago. This is a very vulnerable piece for me. I have been anxiously waiting and wondering whether or not I would post this piece. A few of my dear friends on this platform have already read this piece, and a few of them have encouraged me to take the leap and post it. The following piece below will be strictly 18+. I strongly encourage that minors DNI. This is the first piece of smut I have ever written so please bare with me. This is unedited other than the fixing of a few visible errors. 

Word count: 2725+

Pairing- Max Rockatansky x female reader

Warnings- smut, depictions of scars, mentions of abuse, foul language, semi-graphic depiction of gore. 

This story could be triggering to some. Please please read and listen to the tags. 

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my followers can have two requests tonight, as a treat 😂

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Hiya! :) Just wanted to pop in and say I am very glad I found your masterlist, really like your writing! If you have the time because I noticed the requests are open (unless I read it wrong, then please disregard this) could you consider writing Alfie Solomonsxfem!reader enemies to lovers with the trope oh my god they were roomates? Can be modern or in 1920s whatever you choose but I'm a sucker for Alfie <3

The Baker - Alfie Solomons x Reader

A/N: Thank you so much!! 🥺💖 I tried to write it so that it could be modern or 1920s. Enjoy!

Taglist: @sweetiekokkiri @haphazardhufflepuff @tarafaithe @mrsstevenbuchananstark @imagine-richards @hxnky-cat @lunarthoughts

*****

"Oh, you've got to be kidding me," you groaned, staring in disbelief at the basket of bread sitting atop the broken pieces of what was once your kitchen table.

Your roommate Alfie was driving you insane. Tommy had arranged for you to stay with him, against both of your wishes.

"What the fuck is this?" you called out, knowing he was here. You knew the man's schedule so that you could hope to avoid him.

"Bread," came his muffled response. You were instantly seeing red. You snatched a bread roll off the top and went to go find him.

"What happened to my table?" you demanded. You had planned to chuck the roll at him until you saw the blood.

"Bit of an accident really," he shrugged. Alfie was covered in someone else's blood.

"Did someone break in?" you wondered, your anger disappearing like fog in the sun. You remember unlocking the door...

"A client of mine was feeling a little greedy, right. Followed me home. But he won't be a problem," he answered, standing. You stared at him in wonder.

"Won't happen again," he gave a sarcastic smile and then stepped around you and into the washroom.

"You're a baker," you got out, confused. You stared at the roll as if it would give you a clue.

"Among other things," he nodded, pulling out a cloth and turning on the tap.

"Let me do that. You'll probably break something else," you muttered, putting the bread roll down and taking the cloth from him.

You wet the cloth and took his hands in yours. Gently, you dabbed and cleaned the blood between his fingers and around his knuckles. The tell-tale signs that he had beat someone senseless.

Trying not to look up at Alfie, you thought about the time spent living there. Now that you thought about it, nothing he had done had ever proved that he was a bread baker. He was probably playing the same games as Tommy, only with a disguise on top instead of being out in the open.

"I am sorry. I will buy you a new table," he said, sounding more gentle than you had ever heard him.

You looked up in surprise, only to find that he was much closer than you thought. When did he start looking that handsome? Wait, no, what were you even thinking?!

"Thanks," you got out, feeling the tension in the room skyrocket. You were trapped between him and the counter and he wasn't moving.

He leaned forward and for a wonderfully horrible moment you thought he was going to kiss you.

When he grabbed the bread roll, you let out a laugh and shifted out of the way. You ran the cloth under cold water to prevent it staining and then left it to dry.

"Did you try the bread?"

"Wh-" you began, turning to face him once more.

He held a piece of the roll between forefinger and thumb, and motioned for you to open your mouth.

Internally screaming, you let him feed you the bread. Nothing could have prepared you to go through so many emotions today.

"It's amazing!" you gasped as it practically melted in your mouth.

"You can have the rest. I made it for you," he nodded in satisfaction.

You thanked him, and then quickly left the room.

Snagging the basket off the rubble of wood, the smell of fresh bread made your mouth water. Dammit. Alfie would be the end of you.

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Can we get some tired Tommy just flopping on-top of his partner and getting his hair scratched a little?? Bb deserves all the love and rest in the world, I want him to lay on top of me like a weighted blanket and have his hair played with while he uses my tiddies as a pillow

Soft as a Pillow - Thomas Shelby x Reader

A/N: This prompt is so 🥺

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*****

You watched as Tommy paced the room, socked feet thumping quietly along the floor.

The fire crackled softly in its place in the corner. The burgundy curtains were drawn shut to keep the night from pouring in. Candles flickered on the vanity and the nightstands. Your bedroom was the picture of coziness.

"Tom, come here," you said, trying to break him out of his own mind.

"Hm?" he murmured, squinting at the wall before turning to cross the room again.

"Tommy!" you called more sharply.

He blinked, "What is it?"

"Come here," you repeated, lifting up the thick duvet.

He nodded, and stubbed out his cigarette into the ash tray on the vanity. Slipping his suspenders off his shoulders first, Tommy then climbed onto the bed.

Thomas climbed on top of you and rested his head against your heart. You hummed in satisfaction and placed the duvet over him. His arms wrapped under you and around your waist as he settled in more. He was effectively using your chest as a pillow. As he should.

Gently, you began to run your fingers through his hair. The shaved part of the sides was longer than it had been in a while, and it was soft now instead of the stubble it was before. You wondered when he'd stop asking you to shave it for him..

"Thank you," he said, eyes lightly closed as he enjoyed your fingers running along his head.

"You'll figure it out. You always do," you assured him, knowing he was wearing himself thin as he tried to think of the next plan of attack.

"God, I love you," he murmured, voice muffled by your nightgown.

"I love you," you smiled, and the both of you fell asleep like this.

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I'm just over 600 followers!!! Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!! 💖

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Hm wow okay so I've been binge reading all of your works as you know and I really want to request something. However it's really hard for me to even come up with an idea that you haven't already done? All I can really think about is something with protective Tommy. Like say he and the reader aren't necessarily together yet? But hes very protective of her and she like I dont know maybe gets kidnapped? Or maybe she just gets attacked in an alley and Tommy saves her. And then it can be kinda calming and romantic because I live for that. I think its a bit choppy but I tried 😅

Importance - Thomas Shelby x Reader

Possible TW: Kidnapping, violence

A/N: My first official request in 2021! Thank you, Oak!

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*****

Being alone in London at night and as a woman, was not a good idea. Intrusive thoughts of being mugged or attacked kept circulating your mind despite trying to stay calm. You only had a few blocks to go before you could enter the safe haven of a Peaky Blinders run club.

Those few blocks could make all the difference to life or death.

"Hey!" a voice called behind you, and you instinctively spun around. Oh, n-

Before you could turn back to flee, a gun was cocked and aimed at your head. The man holding it had his hat pulled so low that the moonlight cast his face entirely in shadow.

Your chest tightened and your stomach twisted into knots.

"Turn around slowly. I need you alive but if you run I'll have no choice," he warned, accent throwing you off for a moment. He was American.

"What do you want?" you demanded, focusing on the fact that he wasn't going to kill you. You wished you had taken Tommy's advice to carry a gun with you. He had trained you personally to fire such a weapon, but couldn't convince you to keep it on you.

"It's not you we want. It's your boy, Tommy," he scoffed, stepping closer. You took a step back in response.

You called back, "You've made a mistake, then. We're not together. I'm not important to him. Using me as bait won't work."

"We'll see about that!" he snapped, lunging forward and grabbing your arm. The cold metal of the gun against your temple made you gasp.

Panic was rising in your chest as the man began to drag you from the alley. Thomas and you had flirted for some time, but that didn't warrant saving. He probably wouldn't care to come find you wherever the hell this man was taking you, and that broke your heart.

Knowing you'd never be seen again if you let him take you, you began to weep. In despair, you hit him as hard as you could with your purse then wrenched your arm free.

Sprinting towards the street, you cried out as a bullet ricocheted off the wall and flew past your head. The surprise made you trip, and you tried you best to stop your fall with your hands and knees. Scrapes and bruises would cover your skin tomorrow if you lived that long.

Luckily for you, your plan worked. Someone heard the gunshot.

"Y/N!" the voice of a saint called out your name.

"Tommy?" you wondered, eyes blurry with tears.

"There he is," came your attacker.

"Here I am," Thomas agreed, stalking toward the man. You knew that tone well enough to know what Tommy was about to do. His voice turned to steel whenever he was angry.

You wiped your eyes just in time to watch Tommy knock the man's gun aside and punch him across the jaw. Quick as lion finding the throat of its prey, Thomas took the man's head in his hands and slammed it into the alley wall. Blood sprayed instantly, covering you, Thomas, and the walls with red droplets.

Unable to take your eyes off Tommy, you watched him land punch after punch to the other man's face.

Satisfied he wasn't fighting back, Thomas let the unconscious man fall to the ground. He took your attacker's gun and tucked it into his belt. Then, he came to you.

"I'm so glad to see you," you got out, voice thick with relief.

"Are you alright?" Tommy asked, helping you up. He cupped your face with his clean hand. His eyes had never seemed so blue than this exact moment.

"Yes, yes, I'm fine. A bit banged up, but fine," you told him, nodding.

"Why are you here?" he wondered gently, wiping your tears away with his thumb. You bet his other hand was hurting pretty fiercely.

"Why are you here?" you retorted with laugh.

You both answered in unison, "To find you."

Tommy snorted in amusement. He asked, "What was he going to do?"

"Kidnap me to use as bait. I kept telling him he was grabbing the wrong woman," you explained, sighing.

After a few moments of silence he said, "It would have worked. I would have come for you,"

You were shocked, "You would?"

He nodded and kissed your cheek. Tommy then continued, "Will you carry a gun now? For me."

You pulled him in for a hug. Fresh tears pricked your eyes. You had gotten it into your head that Tommy didn't care for you, and it blinded you to the truth. You were as important to him as he was to you.

"I'll always come for you," he murmured, and kissed the top of your head.

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Me thinking about Peaky Binders s6 …

Also me knowing its the last season…

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I can't write much today because it's my grandma's birthday (she lives w me) but the announcement of the start of filming for Season Six is so exciting!!!! It's bittersweet. I got my best friend to watch the show with me last year (or the year before maybe) and I have fallen in love. Someday, when it's safe, I'm getting a Peaky Blinders tattoo 🖤

- Cassidy

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Friendly reminder that my requests are open again!!!

- Cassidy

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2021 Masterlist

Last Edited: 01/26/21

2020 Masterlist

2019 Masterlist

Peaky Blinders

Tommy Shelby

Importance

Soft as a Pillow

Arthur Shelby

John Shelby

Michael Gray

Alfie Solomons

The Baker

Misc.

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I'm so sorry to bother you but I couldn't leave your blog without telling you I threw my phone across the room after reading that one request and scrolling down to see you titled the piece "Bi The Way" it made me laugh and I haven't done that in a while so I wanted to thank you.

Hahaha thank you!! It's no bother at all! I love getting feedback on my stories! 💖

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also wanted to really quickly jump in and say thank you for following me! I never dreamed of having 500+ people following me 🥺 if anyone ever wants to reach out, my dms are always open ❤️

- Cassidy

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My requests are open again!!!!!

Please ask away! I apologise in advance if I don't answer your ask. The only reasons I wouldn't do so are if the ask contains something I'm uncomfortable writing, the ask is too confusing for me to understand, or I don't feel as if I can do the prompt justice. Besides these things, I'll try my absolute best to get to them! :)

- Cassidy

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Would you do a Thomas Shelby imagine where he has feelings for Ada's best friend since childhood and Ada's fighting with Tommy who's stoic and bored of it and the reader is trying to stay neutral but the reader does agree with Tommy which sets Ada's anger to her causing Tommy to go off at Ada and it ultimately gets them together?

Best Friend - Thomas Shelby x Reader

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*****

"You like Y/N, don't you!" Ada demanded of Tommy, slamming her teacup down onto the table in surprise.

"Ada-"

"No! She's my friend. She's my best friend, Tommy. Can't I have one thing of my own?" she protested.

"You don't own her, Ada," he sighed, having expected this reaction.

Ada narrowed her eyes, "And you do? Have you told her yet? Maybe she doesn't feel the same."

"You can ask her yourself. She's coming here," Tommy nonchalantly sipped his tea.

"What!?"

Tommy didn't respond and got up to answer the knock on the door. He loved Ada to pieces, but some times she could be aggravating. Of all things he felt he deserved, you were not one of them.

You couldn't help the smile that broke out on your face at seeing Thomas answer the door himself. Though it quickly disappeared as you saw Ada sitting behind him in the living room.

"Ada?"

"Hello," she answered, glaring at her brother.

"Ada has something to ask you, apparently," Tommy muttered, helping you shed your coat as you came inside.

"What is it? Has something happened?" you grew concerned and poured yourself some tea before sitting at the table with Ada.

"Do you love my brother?"

You flushed as you answered, "Yes, I do."

You couldn't look at Tommy just yet. You hadn't even told him this.

"Fucking hell. Well, I suppose we're done then are we? Tommy's stolen even you," Ada snapped, getting up from the table.

"I-"

Tommy blocked her from leaving. His blue eyes blazed as he said, "Don't speak to her like that. I have never done anything to separate the two of you. I haven't stolen Y/N. I didn't even know she felt the same until just now. Don't take it out on her,"

"The same?" you got out, finally looking at him.

"I'm not trying to take her from you, alright?" Tommy added.

"He's right, Ada. I'm still your best friend. I'd never ruin that," you told her, rising from the table also.

Ada looked between the two of you, trying to decide what to believe.

She finally said, "If this ends poorly, I'll kill both of you,"

"Thank you, Ada," you gushed and gave her a hug.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm out of here," she tried not to smile as she hugged you back. Ada gave Tommy a quick hug on her way out.

"So," you began once the door shut.

Tommy wordlessly stepped closer to you and gently moved a lock of hair out of your face. You flushed at the intimacy of the act. You'd never seen him this gentle before.

"I've always loved you, ever since we were young. I'd always try to sneak a glance at you when you were with Ada," you admitted.

"I know,"

"Oh," you got out, suddenly finding the floor interesting.

"Because I was doing the same," he added in a whisper, fingers finding your chin and tilting your head back up.

Before you could comment on this brilliant piece of news, Tommy kissed you. You kissed him back, years of love breaking down the walls between you once and for all.

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Hi love your writing ! A request for Tommy Shelby x reader. A new blinder is obsessed with Tommy’s girl, keeps trying it on with her and she hides it from Tommy. Can just imagine his reaction 😱

Fear My Name - Thomas Shelby x Reader

A/N: Had to improvise a name, so Nick is the scumbag 😜 Sorry this took so long to get to! SUBMISSIONS OPEN!!

Taglist: @sweetiekokkiri @haphazardhufflepuff @tarafaithe @mrsstevenbuchananstark @imagine-richards @hxnky-cat @tranquility-or-chaos @captivatedbycillianmurphy

*****

"Fuck me. No one told me you were going to be here, Y/N," one of the newest Peaky boys whistled as he approached you. You were wearing a new gown, so the compliment made you feel nice.

You smiled politely before taking a sip of gin, "I go everywhere the Blinders go,"

The newest addition to the gang was a cute Englishman with raven-black hair and dark eyes to match. He was an inch or two taller than your boyfriend and slightly more built. It was hard to miss when he entered a room.

But that's because he had taken a liking to you and wouldn't leave you alone.

"You should have told me. I'd have given you a lift," he nudged your arm playfully.

"Nick," you warned in a light tone, glancing around to see if anyone had noticed Nick's presence at your side.

"Awh, c'mon. I just meant for protection. I'm one of you now," he brushed you off and ordered a drink from the bar behind you.

"I appreciate that," you told him, noticing the way he slid closer to you. He always did this when your boyfriend was gone.

"Let me appreciate you for once," Nick slid in close and wrapped his hand. around your waist as he continued, "You'd love it."

"No the fuck I wouldn't!" you snapped, shoving him off of you. What the hell!?

At that precise moment you caught your boyfriend's eye over Nick's shoulder. He just entered the Garrison. His expression darkened in an instant as his sharp blue eyes took in every detail of what just happened. Nick hadn't turned around to see him yet.

"Fuck you! You keep saying you're seeing someone, well how come I've never met him! You're just playing hard to get, eh?" Nick swore, wiping his face.

"We've met many times," Tommy's low and cold voice cut through the din of the pub like glass.

Nick spun around in an instant with the look of a naughty child. And just like a child, he had no idea who he had been messing with.

"She's with you!?" Nick demanded.

"She is," you retorted, stepping around Nick to stand closer to Tommy. You didn't dare touch him yet because you could see him getting ready to strike.

"How long has this been going on?" Tommy asked you, unflinching gaze still pinning Nick to the spot.

"Since he joined. He keeps trying it on with me and doesn't take no for an answer," you explained, feeling relieved for the first time in a while. You hadn't noticed how much you'd been trying to avoid Nick until that moment.

"Really, now?" Tommy hummed, fingers tightening on the hat in his hand.

"Bitch. She was fucking with me!" Nick lied out of desperation.

Thomas swung his cap down hard, the hidden blade in the rim catching Nick on the brow. When Nick doubled over, Tommy seized him by the back of the neck and dragged him outside.

You ran after them, of course.

Arthur and Michael happened to walk up at that very moment, and immediately jumped in to help Tommy without a word. Each of them grabbed Nick's arms and dragged him into the alley. You hurried after them and shoved Nick's handkerchief into his mouth to stifle his yelling.

Unable to look away, you watched as Tommy cut his prey to pieces. A small part of you wondered if that was necessary, but the greater part felt that this was what he deserved. He needed to be taught a lesson.

"If I ever see you near her again, I'll kill you. Alright? You're leaving England. Tonight. And if I ever catch word of you in my country again, you'll be dead before the sun rises the next morning," Tommy promised, fingers stained in blood.

Nick mumbled weakly and nodded. Arthur and Michael took him away.

"Are you alright?" Tommy asked, staring at the blood on the alley wall.

"Yes," you told him, stepping closer and brushing his hair out of his face with your clean fingers.

"Did he touch you?" Tommy bit out.

"No, Tommy. What you saw was the worst of it," you assured him, reaching up and taking his face in your hands. His eyes finally found yours.

"You're okay?" he asked again, moving his hands so that he wouldn't get blood on your new dress.

"I am now. Thank you. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. He was new so I figured he would catch on eventually. I suppose I just never mentioned your name," you explained, rubbing your thumbs across his cheeks. You could sense he was starting to come down now.

"They should fear your name, too," he sighed, before kissing your forehead.

"They will now,"

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I actually really want kinky smut with Tommy 👀👀👀 Face fucking sounds really nice skdjsjdj Dom Tom

Rough (NSFW) - Thomas Shelby x Reader

A/N: The sequel to Punishment 😈 Sorry if this is cringy in any way, shape, or form lmao. For a mildly kinky individual, I have no actual sexual experience 💀

Other ask: "Oh lord I'm so late to this but I totally agree with the anon that said that they'd like to read facefucking and Tommy 😬 he looks like that type of dom tbh and I'd love to read something about that"

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*****

"Not here. The meeting is in ten minutes," he warned you, shoving your hands off his pants.

"Boo." you frowned. You sat together in the meeting booth at the Garrison.

"I don't have time, Y/N," he told you, trying to casually readjust. He was giving you more information than he was aware of.

"Hmm," you hummed as you thought. The bruises from your punishment hadn't even faded yet, but you were desperate to see the rough side of your boyfriend again.

He raised a brow and it sent shivers down your spine in an instant. You knew him well and that meant you knew that this was a test. Luckily for you, that's exactly what you were looking for.

Before he could stop you, you climbed onto his lap. You kissed him with all the passion you could muster, grabbing his face in both of your hands. It wasn't your fault that he was already hard beneath you. What was your fault was intentionally rocking against him to make the situation even worse.

His hands tightened around your hips, kissing you back just as fiercely even though he was trying to stop you from moving any further. Tommy finally broke the kiss with an expression of want and frustration on his beautiful face.

"I'm taking the Bentley. Hopefully I don't break any more rules. At home... all by myself," you told him, kissing him on the cheek before swiftly departing from the table. Pressing his buttons was your favorite thing to do.

Knowing he was stuck holding a family meeting for some Shelby company related matter, you took his car home. A grin stayed on your face the whole way back to your place. You were in for it the moment he walked in, and you wouldn't want it any other way. If you always listened to him, what would be the fun in that?

Thomas was overwhelmingly loving towards you, but you also loved when he was rough. Being dominant was a trait that bled into every facet of his personality, and it was something that attracted you to him in the first place. You felt that your disobedient feisty personality was well matched to him, and never made things boring.

Was that a nice way of saying you liked causing trouble?

A short while later, you were running up the stairs to your bedroom. You threw off your coat onto the banister as you ran. Your shoes were kicked off on the landing. Your blouse hit the floor of the hall. Your long skirt joined it at the entrance of the room. The idea of what Tommy was going to do to you was going rampant in your head, and your body flushed.

You had just jumped on the bed when you heard the unmistakable sound of the front door open and slam shut.

"Fuck!" you gasped, knowing deep in your bones that it was Thomas. Someone breaking in wouldn't have unlocked the door.

"Y/N..." Tommy called in a slow voice, boots loud on the stairs.

Glad it wasn't an intruder, you let slip a moan. Sitting up, you pulled the pins from your hair and tossed them on the nightstand.

"You're back early," you smirked when he came into the room. Your gaze flicked from his face to his pants and back up again.

"Meeting's tommorow," was all he said, shutting and locking the door behind him.

"Ooh, did I do that?" you put a finger to your lip in mock innocence.

Tommy crossed the room in two strides and his hand went to your throat, "Stop talking."

Opposite to his attitude, Tommy's lips were still soft when he kissed you. He then drew back a second later, giving you no time to savor his touch. You were hyper-aware of the fact that he was still fully dressed.

"On your back,"

You smirked and laid back, hoping you'd finally won. Your score was still zero against Tommy.

"Head over here," he corrected, fingers going to the zipper on his pants.

Your eyes widened and you moved so that the edge of the bed was supporting your neck. You'd gone down on Tommy before, but not like this.

"Keep your hands down and open up," he ordered, one hand going to your throat again while the other pulled his cock from his pants.

The moment you parted your lips, Tommy was there. Flattening your tongue and opening wide, he immediately pushed forward and into your throat. It took you a second to adjust to having your air cut off, but then focusing on relaxing your throat became your main goal. He was already extremely hard, and you made a mental note of that for the future.

The feeling of having his soft skin in your mouth compared to the hard sensation of him in your throat always made you dizzy. He somehow made deepthroating him nearly as pleasurable as getting fucked, and no other man had been able to do that. With Tommy, you wanted to do anything and everything for him.

Part of you wondered if he could himself below the hand on your throat, and you immediately flushed deeper at the thought. You rubbed your thighs together, trying to get any friction at all. You felt impossibly wet, and you knew Tommy was unlikely to do anything about it considering what you'd done.

Tears pricked your eyes and your lungs spasmed as he stayed still in your throat. You lifted a hand to grab his thigh in warning, then remembered his rule. Instead, you let out a strangled whimper.

Tommy pulled all the way out, keeping his hand around your neck. His upside down face was slightly flushed now and he was breathing hard. His normally crisp blue eyes were dark. This was the Tommy you were drawing out when in the Garrison.

You gasped for air, a trail spit leaving your lip as he pulled back. His hand stroked idly up and down his cock as he waited impatiently for you to catch your breath.

"Whoops," you laughed, voice breathy.

"Shut up," he said, and then motioned for you to open up again.

Tommy slowly fucked your mouth. His hands stayed on your throat, keeping you still. Gradually, his pace picked up until he was hitting the back of your mouth over and over. Unable to see his face, you could only picture the desperate look that always came across his features when he fucked you.

You hummed around him, happy to oblige. He moaned and forced himself all the way inside once more. However, Tommy was quick to pull out this time and then released you entirely.

He grabbed you by the leg and pulled you around to face him properly. Tommy kissed you fiercely, breathing hard. You knew he was running out of that notorious patience of his, and you tried not to seem too proud of it.

You wrapped your legs around his and went to grab his cock when he stopped you. He pushed you onto your back once more, and yanked down your underwear.

"Tom-" you began to shout in surprise when he pushed himself all the way inside you.

You yelped and clung to him as he began to pound into you furiously. You had already been so turned on by his dominance that there was zero resistance to his thrusts.

"God, you're sopping," he grunted, gripping your hips to stop you from moving even a fraction away from him.

" Y-your fault!" you gasped out in retort, feeling your climax building already.

Sloppy kisses and grunts were all Tommy could give as he bruised your hips with his fingers.

"Beg for it," he bent over you and commanded into your ear.

"Please," you managed to get out as he continued his brutal pace. There was no way you could keep yourself from coming if he was going to speak like that.

"Too bad," he had the audacity to smirk as he pulled out and away from you once again.

You couldn't help the cry that left your lips as you felt the loss of Tommy. You were so utterly close that a word from him could send you over the edge, and he had the nerve to stop.

"On your knees," he panted, stepping back and pointing to the ground. The full image of him standing before you in his suit made you tremble all over.

Nearly to the point of tears due to frustration, you quickly got on the ground. You always forgot just how far he was willing to go to punish your disobedience.

Without waiting for him to ask, you opened your mouth for him once more. You grabbed his thighs to steady yourself. You legs shook with the pent up energy waiting to be released.

Tommy gathered your hair in one hand and the other went to your chin. Desperately now, he slid himself straight back into your mouth.

You bobbed your head in time with his thrusts, and his hands tightened on you. Feeling brave, you looked up at him as you sucked in your cheeks and that was his final straw.

Tommy held your head still as he moaned and came into your mouth. You moaned as well, unable to stop the sound at the sight of him above you.

Slowly, he pulled out of your mouth.

You swallowed when he finally reopened his eyes, and he let out a shaky laugh.

"Please, Tommy," you got out, rubbing his thighs. He was barely trembling, but it was enough for you to feel it anyway.

An amused expression crossed his face, "Tomorrow."

"Tommy, no, I-"

"Tomorrow,"

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