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JACK NELSON — PEAKY BLINDERS S06E04

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Peaky Blinders Season 4 | Episode 3

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Peaky Blinders Season 6 | Episode 2

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Peaky Blinders S5EP1

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‘Thomas, why don’t we fսck here, on these benches? Right now. We wouldn’t be the first.’

Peaky Blinders | 6.06 “Lock and Key”

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Monsters under the Bed

Summary: when John tells you a ghost story at night, you’re to scared to sleep on your own, so you run to your favourite brother

A/N: Once upon a time, I showed my youngest sister this interview with Charles Manson and she refused to sleep alone for a few nights. Subtly, she reminded me of this again yesterday, which gave me the idea for this fluffy little fic ☺️

Words: 2056

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You were far too old to be scared of monsters.

John was the craziest out of all the siblings and everyone knew if. He could imitate madness perfectly, maybe even a little too perfectly. So, when he’d suggested you’d exchange ghost stories, you really should’ve known better.

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Can you do a ‘caught in the act’ part 2? Except this time it’s Polly that catches them?

caught in the act, again — m.g

pairings ; michael gray x female reader

summary ; you and michael get caught having sex in the betting shop by polly, but when michael’s cousins walk in after her, things get embarrassing fast.

warnings ; sexual content — smut, unprotected sex, being walked in on, foul language, love bites, mentions of blood, john and arthur being idiots lmao. 18+ !!!

authors note ; thanks for reading part one! i’m so glad you liked it. i hope you like this one too <3 also this isn’t proofread or spellchecked, so if you spot any mistakes, feel free to correct me.

“Really Michael? In here?” You giggle as Michael has you pressed against a desk in the betting shop. “Yeah, why not?” He kisses your neck. “What if someone walks in?” Your fingers tangle in his hair to lift his head up.

“I don’t care. Let them walk in.” He moves his head to kiss your lips, allowing you to pull his hair. “But Michael.” You whine. You’re not particularly the shy type, but when it comes to having sex in a public space, it makes you nervous.

“Stop being so paranoid. What’s the worst that could happen?” He pecks your lips. “I dunno. Your mum walks in? Worse, John walks in?” You don’t know how to stop talking. His finger shushes your lips.

“Stop worrying. Let me make you feel good, love.” He whispers. That alone sent shivers down your body. He lifts you up so you’re sitting on the edge of the desk as your fingers fall free from his hair, allowing him to kiss your jaw and neck. His hands reach down to fiddle with the bottom of your dress, pulling it up your soft legs.

Slipping under your dress, Michael’s hands twist around either side of your underwear, pulling them down. You lift your knee to help him, revealing your naked lower half. His fingers latch onto your clit to motion circles. You close your eyes and tilt your head back.

With his lips still attached to your neck, he begins giving you a love bite. Moaning at the feeling, his fingers on your clit speed up. “You like that?” He whispers in your ear, giving you goosebumps. You nod, wanting to take it further, you lower your hands to undo his trousers. He moves to kiss your lips while you slip your hand in to rub his already hard cock. “And I didn’t even have to do anything.” You whisper against his mouth, your teeth hitting his as you grin. “Just looking at you makes me hard.” Michael whispers, looking back and forth from your eyes to your perfect lips.

While Michael’s hands clear the desk you’re sat on from papers and books, you pull his cock out of his trousers without pulling them all the way down. You both keep your clothes on in case someone does happen to walk in. Michael grabs the bottom of your dress to lift it further up your legs and past your waist as you pull him closer.

He grabs his cock to line himself up with your entrance. Wrapping your hands around him, your chin rests on his shoulder as he slowly pushes himself into you. You let out a breathy moan while your eyes shut tight. Head falling back. No matter how many times you’ve had sex, it feels like he stretches you out a little bit more each time. Michael groans at the feeling of your walls stretching around him. “Shh, baby.” He whispers, his free hand holding the back of your head.

“Fuck.” You gasp at him thrusting into you at a slow but passionate pace. He wants nothing more than to make love with the woman he loves. “You feel amazing, love.” He says, his other hand holding onto your waist. Your fingernails dig into his back, forcing Michael to let out a deep hum. He loves the pain. It satisfies him.

A few thrusts later, he starts to get rough. He knows you like it rough. “Oh my god. Fuck-” You let out a pornographic moan. Michael chuckles, having to cover your mouth in a harsh grip. The whole of Watery Lane can probably hear you going at it. “Keep quiet, love. Don’t want anyone to hear us now, so we?” He asks. You’re too busy zoning out to respond. Your eyes rolling back due to intense pleasure.

Wrapping his arms around your back, Michael pulls you closer to the edge of the desk to thrust himself deeper into you, making you practically scream out his name. He’s hitting spots he didn’t hit before. “Fuck- oh-” Your moans get louder and breathier. “Michael.” You moan.

One of his hands clasp around your waist while the other holds the back of your head again. He pulls your head forward to look at him, only to see your sexy facial expressions. Your eyes are rolling back and you look so out of it. He’s proud of himself. “You’re not done already, are you?” He chuckles. You manage to shake your head. “No. Keep going.” You say between heavy breaths.

He keeps going at a steady but rough pace. Each thrust feeling better and better. His head lowers to your neck, making out with your skin as your fingernails dig deep enough into his back to draw blood. Both being too lost in the moment, neither of you heard the door open in the other room.

Unexpectedly, the door to the betting shop swings open. You gasp, Michael immediately pulling out of you. “Christ. What have I told you two about having sex in here?” Polly shakes her head, oblivious as she walks past you to grab some papers from a cupboard. As Michael fixes his clothes, you jump down from the desk to pull your dress down.

“Oh, Michael.” John imitates your moans as he walks in with Arthur.

“Fuck, oh my god.” Arthur teases too.

Michael rolls his eyes as you blush with embarrassment. “The whole bloody street could hear you.” John laughs with his brother. “Alright.” Michael gets frustrated. He could see how embarrassed you were.

“He’s right. We heard you from a mile away.” Polly joins in, only she’s not laughing. She’s most likely serious. “Mum.” Michael glares at his mother to tell her to shut up. “What? Aww are we embarrassing your lady?” John grins, stepping closer to pinch your cheek. You swat his hand away. “Trust me. If you want a good time, I can do better than him.” John jokes, caressing your cheek. Arthur snickers.

“John. Shut up. Right, you two, clean up your mess. Tommy will be here in ten minutes.” Polly says after finding what she was looking for. She points at the two of you before she leaves with John and Arthur following behind her. Your cheeks are still red with embarrassment. “Cocky bastard.” Michael mumbles about his cousin.

“Don’t worry. John is the last person I’d go for if I weren’t with you.” You step closer to your boyfriend, pulling him into a hug as your chin rests on his chest, looking up at him. He grins looking down at you, putting his hands on your head to brush your hair out of your face. “I feel sorry for Esme.” Michael chuckles, making you giggle, too.

You’re both fast to clean up the mess you made. Michael picks up the piles of books and paper he swiped off the desk from the floor. You rearrange the tables you moved while in the moment. All ten minutes went by. You jump when the betting shop doors open again. This time, John, Arthur and Polly are joined alongside Tommy. Oh, Finn and Ada are here, too.

Tommy stops for a moment before walking past you. “It smells of sex in here.” He comments. John and Arthur snicker like schoolchildren. “I wonder why.” Polly widens her eyes at the two of you. “Michael. Family meeting. Come on.” Tommy calls him to the next room as everyone follows. “I’ll see you later.” You say to your boyfriend, standing on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek. “Love you.” He says.

“Oh, I’ll see you later for round two, Michael.” John teases from the next room, imitating your pornographic moans again. You shake your head. You have to admit, it’s quite funny. Michael walks to the next room as you leave the house. You hear a smack and an “Ow!” From John before you exit. Michael hit him. It made you laugh. You go home and think about your boyfriend for the rest of the day. Round two doesn’t sound too bad, actually.

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LOCK AND KEY II PEAKY BLINDERS

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Halloween

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“Sexy Morticia?” He had assumed that was the costume she had bought, and now he felt a little stupid because he had seen it fit to dress just a little like Gomez Addams to surprise her.

Instead, Polly told him he looked like her grandfather and given him an old peaked cap ‘to finish the look’ and now he looked like a 1920s gangster.

“Says the guy dressed as ,fuck, I don’t know, Jay Gatsby in black. I’m supposed to be Elvira, but I couldn’t find a wig.” She says as if he is supposed to know who Elvira is.

Not that he cares who Elvira is to begin with.

Her dress has a slit up to her thigh, the plunging neckline emphasized her great tits and the heels she wore had her towering over him just a little.

“80s movie, Elvira: Mistress of the Dark. She is a sexy Goth lady who breaks chains with her big tits.” Eva elaborated while he focused how good she looks a sexy goth.

Could change their plans, watch the movie and fuck well into November.

“How about we skip Arthur’s party and watch it instead?” Tommy suggests as he plays with the fake dagger at the end of the neckline. He doesn’t like parties like he used to. Something about the loud noises and pretending he wants to be there made him hate parties these days.

But Eva likes parties and if she can stomach being near Freddie after that double date from hell for his sake, he can not complain for a few hours for hers.

“Sounds tempting, but I’d need you to really sell me the idea.” Eva smirked as she ran her hands up and down his chest.

“We could put on the movie, get that tequila out, we’d see how many shots before your pretty dress is on the floor.” His voice is low and guided her to the couch this would all take place on. “I could give you a demonstration if you like, Smith.”

“You better do, Shelby.”

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Aidan as Aberama Gold in Peaky Blinder S5E02 "Black Cats"

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Peaky Blinders Season 1 | Episode 5 / requested by anon

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Peaky Blinders Season 1 | Episode 3

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Peaky Blinders Season 2 | Episode 4

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You open your mouth. Come on…Open your fucking mouth. You fucking dress like them. You eat like them. You don’t fucking talk to me about, ‘’With respect!’’

— PEAKY BLINDERS I S4.03