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missymurphy1985 · 3 years

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The Massage (Cillian Murphy One Shot)

Request? Yep!

Warning - SMUT!!!

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"He was such an asshole!! Barking orders at me like I'm his fucking SLAVE!!" You cried, flopping onto Cillian's sofa dramatically. He came through from the kitchen with a bottle of wine and two glasses, pouring you a glass and sitting next to you on the sofa.

You quickly sunk the first glass without stopping, making Cillian nearly choke on his first sip. You'd left the pub fifteen minutes earlier, already well on your way to incoherent.

"Fucking hell y/n, you'll need carrying home at this rate!"

"I don't care. This week can go to hell! First I end up on the WORST blind date of my life, no thanks to YOU and your god awful taste in men - "

"Hey now, first off I don't have a 'taste in men', and secondly I thought you'd be a good match!"

"He had to be escorted out of the restaurant after threatening to have the waiter beaten up for overcooking his steak, Cillian."

"Yeah... Okay fair comment and my bad..."

"I'm staying single FOREVER. Then my new boss decides that I like doing the work of THREE people, including him, and working through my lunch breaks, just so he can reap the credit for the whole fucking thing!! My feet are agony!!"

"I told you to come work for me, didn't I? I need someone to manage my appointments and affairs, you'd be perfect at it!"

"I don't mix business with friendship Cillian, you know that." Another glass of wine, very quickly taking a gulp from it. The alcohol hitting your empty stomach and the drunk feeling it came with feeling utterly blissful after the hellish week you'd had.

Without speaking, he lifted your feet onto his legs and took your heels off, resting his hands on your ankles.

"All done now - time to relax, although you seem pretty relaxed right now!" He squeezed your ankles gently, emitting a groan from you.

"Fuck... Do that again, please?" You asked, as he raised an eyebrow.

"What?"

"I've been on my feet for hours running round after that stuck up prick..." You wiggled your aching feet in his lap and he chuckled, taking your left foot in his hands and massaging it softly, easing the tension in you instantly.

Your right foot rested on his thigh as he worked magic on your heel and toes of the left one. You moved to lie against the arm of the sofa, relaxing into the large cushions with your refilled wine in one hand. The other resting on your stomach.

"That... Feels... Amazing...." You sighed as he got to work a little harder on the balls of your feet.

"You leaving any of that wine for me or shall I grab another bottle?" He laughed, glancing at the near empty bottle on the coffee table.

"Don't even think about moving Cill," you glared. Closing your eyes again, you couldn't help but let out a deep groan as his hands massaged you perfectly. You didn't notice him clearing his throat and shifting his body underneath your left leg.

"Feels so good... Don't stop..." You couldn't hear his breathing becoming shallow. Your eyes closed, you didn't see him biting his lip and looking up to the ceiling trying to distract himself. You suddenly switched your feet, your right one coming up to meet his hands and tried to bring your left one down to his lap but he held them both in place, trying to massage them both at the same time.

"Cill, one at a time is so much better.." you rolled your eyes watching him try and massage both and stifled a giggle when he dropped your left foot into his lap.

"Ah... Fuck..." He gasped, jumping slightly. You gasped too when you realised what your left foot had landed on.

"Cillian?" Your eyes widened as he moved your feet and oulled a cushion over his lap, holding his eyes closed with his fingers.

"Fuck sake... I'm sorry okay, it's just.. it's been a while and you were making those noises and... Fucking hell..." You bit your lip as you considered your options.

Yes, he was your best friend.

Yes, you'd been his best friend since his early days in theatre.

Yes, he was impossibly attractive.

Yes, you wanted to fuck him.

Deal done.

You moved quickly, pushing the cushion off his lap and kneeling next to him, your face inches away from his and your eyes locked together.

"I can help you with that, if you like?" You smiled, running a hand over the significant bulge in his trousers. He pulled your hand away.

"I don't think that's a good idea, do you?"

"Why not?"

"You're drunk, for a start!"

"Come on Cillian, it's just a friend helping a friend in need, yeah? And you're clearly in need..." You returned your hand to his erection and squeezed it through the fabric making him hiss.

"Friends aren't supposed to..."

"Aren't supposed to, what?" Your lips at his ear as you pulled the button and zip down on his trousers, his hips as you pulled them down to just above his bent knees.

"Turn each other on..."

"Well you've been turning me on for years Cillian." Grasping his thick cock in your hand, squeezing the tip and the base gently, he groaned, closing his eyes and giving in to the feeling of your hand wrapped around him. His right arm hung over your shoulders, his left hand on top of your on his hardness, guiding you to what he needed.

"So you like it being squeezed, do you?" You whispered. He nodded, his eyes watching your hand move on its own now, his mouth open, breathing heavily.

It wasn't long before his orgasm built - your hand clamped around him sending him soaring to the edge. You pumped your hand quicker, squeezed tighter.

"That's it... Fuck that's exactly it... Holy shit y/n...." His words coming out in gasps, his hips thrusting up into your hand as he gripped your hair, pulling your head back and latching onto your lips with his own. You pulled away.

"Don't hide those moans from me, I wanna hear them all..." You smiled, pumping him harder and faster, milking him as he groaned, and the first few spurts left his cock, his body jerking as he came over his stomach and your hand.

You slowed your movements as he came down from his high, his head resting back on the sofa. You felt a sudden gurgle in the pit of your stomach, and before he had time to react you ran to the bathroom - the alcoholic contents of the evenings beverages violently leaving your body into Cillian's downstairs toilet.

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You woke the next morning in his spare room - your head was pounding. You made a silent vow, promising to all that was holy that you would never touch another cocktail, glass of wine, or spirit ever again. The night before was hazy - you remembered stumbling into Cillian's Dublin townhouse with a bottle of wine... And that was it.

The smell of bacon downstairs lured you, and you slowly edged out of bed, throwing on the dressing gown you always kept at his house and headed downstairs. A coffee, paracetamol and pint of water waited for you on the kitchen table, followed by a bacon sandwich.

"You passed out in the toilet - I cleaned you up as best I could but you were, erm, yeah you were a mess y/n. Showering you wasn't easy." He chuckled, before taking a sip of his coffee and eyeing you weirdly.

"Thanks for this Cill... I'm so sorry about last night..."

"Don't be, it's fine - we can just put it behind us yeah?" He cleared his throat awkwardly and looked to the floor.

"It's not like it's the first time it's happened Cill?"

"Well I certainly don't remember it happening before y/n?"

"You're kidding me, right? It happened three weeks ago!"

"I think I'd remember my best friend giving me a handjob three weeks ago y/n?"

Your eyes widened - what the fuck did he just say? He caught your expression and his mouth dropped.

"Fuck... You don't remember do you..." He asked. You scrunched your eyes closed, trying to think back to the night before... The memory was cloudy... But...

"Oh my god.... Oh Cillian... Shit... I'm sorry!!!" You stood up, your hangover however getting the better of you and you quickly sat back down. You could see the cogs turning in Cillian's mind, almost like he was having some kind of internal debate with himself.

"Do you remember what you said to me?"

"Bits of it..." He moved closer, leaning on the table next to you.

"Drunken rambling? Or did you mean it?" You looked up at him, knowing exactly what he was talking about and looking to the floor, your cheeks changing from grey to a deep crimson. He nodded, and lifted you up slowly to stand in front of him.

"I know an incredible hangover cure, if you need one. Just call it one friend helping another... In need. Yeah?" He smirked, his hands on your waist pulling you into the hallway and up the stairs.

"Cillian..."

"Shh... Just trust me..." He opened his bedroom door and walked you over to the bed. Backing you up til your knees hit it, he untied your dressing gown and threw it aside, his eyes admiring your now naked body.

"You put me to bed with no clothes on..."

"I had to wrestle you in the shower washing your fucking hair y/n, I'd lost the will to live at that point," he smiled, pushing you onto the bed and opening your legs.

"Cillian what are you doing?" Your mind was whirring at 100miles per hour.

"I'm about to make you scream my name while my tongue is pressed against your clit, my fingers are going to push you over the edge, and then I'm going to fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk straight." You mouth hung open at his deadpan statement and before you had time to react his mouth went to work - no build up, no foreplay, straight onto your clit making you cry out from the shock and extreme pleasure coursing through your body.

The man had skills - his tongue rolled your clit around, sucking and occasionally nibbling at it, as he pushed a finger inside you, immediately finding that small bundle of nerves and pressing against it.

"Fuck!! Shit... Cillian there... God don't stop... Please!" You felt him chuckle against your core, his eyes looking up at your arched body through his long eyelashes. You were gripping the bed sheets for dear life, his tongue ripping sensations from you that you'd never experienced before.

His mouth never left your core once, you found yourself writhing against him like a woman possessed.

"You taste incredible... You gonna cum for me, riding my face like that?" He returned to his work, eating at you like you were his last meal.

"Cillian... Fuck I'm coming... Oh god yes..." Your back arched again as you came over his tongue, his fingers fucking your g spot hard and fast, prolonging your pleasure as much as possible. His fingers removed briefly as he pulled his clothes off, you heard a drawer slide open, and a foil packet being ripped. Before you had time to refocus, you felt him enter you, your legs being lifted up to your sides as he rested his body on top of yours, starting a slow rhythm thrusting into you.

"So fucking tight y/n... So fucking good...." Your legs wrapped around his waist as he eased in and out, his forehead resting on top of yours as your eyes locked together. You could lose yourself in those eyes. Reaching up to cup his cheeks, you leaned forward and captured his lips in yours. Your lips molding together, he slipped his tongue into your mouth, both of your groaning against each other as his thrusts picked up in speed and force.

"Rail me into this bed, Cillian...." You groaned. He raised his body off you and lifted your hips, his knees underneath them giving you leverage. Your legs raised in the air, held in place by his arms as he pounded into you, the angle catching your still sensitive spot deep inside with expert precision.

"Y/n... I need you to cum..." He panted, your hand quickly moving to your clit where you massaged it hard, desperate for another release.

His facial expressions as he fucked you were perfection - the way his eyes scrunched closed... The silent O of his mouth hanging open, the breathy pants and moans coming from him... You came hard and quickly over him, your legs shaking from the new force he fucked you with.

"Gonna cum... Fuck... fuck... fuck..." Three hard thrusts into you and he shot his load into the condom, releasing your legs and falling onto you, both of you panting from the exertion.

He pulled out slowly, discarding the condom, and pulled you under the duvet with him, holding you close under his arm. You wrapped your body as close as you could to his, your legs tangled together.

"Explain something to me y/n..." He asked, kissing the top of your head.

"Mhmm..." You sighed, snuggled into his chest as you eyelids grew heavier.

"Why's it taken us so long to do this, huh?"

"I have no idea... But we ARE doing it again, right?"

"Every day for the rest of our fucking lives baby." He linked his hand in yours as you both drifted off into a deep sleep, both of you knowing this was only the beginning for you both.

#cillian fanfic #cillian smut #cillian x fem!reader #cillian x smut #cillian murphy x smut

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isfjmel-phleg · 2 years

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Further Selections from the Correspondence of the Lockridge Family?

This was an ambitious idea for a follow-up to the previous epistolary story, in the same style, picking up after Emenor is given the violin. It would cover the beginning of her correspondence with Josiah, some complications for the family now that Tamett is going to be attending Hollingham (his working for Josiah will cover his tuition but nothing else, and an interview is part of his admission process), and more friction between Josiah and Bollingfurt.

This is the current state of the outline notes. Everything is subject to change!

Emenor to Josiah: thank you

Josiah to Emenor: violin questions

Emenor to Josiah: further chatter

Tamett to Emenor: dreading going to Hollingham and having to submit an essay and do an interview, asides about his doings and what a pill Josiah is being, intro to Bollingfurt

Emenor to Tamett: advice about how to handle it, starting to defend Josiah

Lovisa to Tamett: her doings, their aunt and uncle’s response to his going to school

Cille to Tamett: her doings, calmly announcing bad news

Zella to Tamett: her doings

Tamett to family: replies to sisters, sending in the essay

Elina to Tamett: congratulations, when were you going to tell us about expenses

Josiah to Emenor: reply, violin business, how about that scholarship

Cille to Tamett: I could make your uniforms myself

Tamett to family: sorry, I don’t know what to do, the royal household won’t help and taking it out of my salary will just hurt matters

Lovisa to Tamett: tried to haggle with aunt and uncle but they won’t/can’t help

Tamett to Lovisa: thanks, I think I might have an idea

Emenor to Josiah: replying, hinting at helping her brother, scholarship plans?

[WHAT GOES HERE?]

Josiah to Emenor: absolutely not

Emenor to Tamett: take my conservatory money

Tamett to Emenor: no, I’m going to fail the interview, I don’t care anymore, the fitting

[SOMETHING DRASTIC HAPPENS HERE]

Tamett to family: the interview, a solution is found

Zella to Tamett: [SOMETHING]

Emenor to Josiah: what is the address to apply for that scholarship?

Hollingham sends new pupils Hogwarts letters detailing what supplies they’ll need

Tamett’s father (or both parents?) have already gone through much of his recent salary, many sudden or perhaps reckless expenses

Money needed for Hollingham preparation, the King won’t supply it

Lovisa tries to haggle with their aunt and uncle

Meanwhile, Josiah is urging Emenor to try for a conservatory scholarship

Does Ayra talk her father into counting some of Tamett’s expenses as for the household?

Why would she? How does she get involved in this?

Is she present when a tailor comes to fit clothes and notices that Tamett’s not there?

Lockridge family expenses related to Zella?

Josiah point-blank refuses to help Tamett, even when asked or hinted at by Emenor?

How is Tamett trying to solve the dang problem? Is he trying to sell things? Earn money somehow? Asking Bollingfurt about hand-me-downs?

If Bollingfurt gets involved, Josiah is NOT going to be happy and will make things more miserable for Tamett

Is Bollingfurt at the fitting? (Take care to keep this from getting too Sorcerer's Stone)

Build up to the interview--is Bollingfurt there?

I’m not crazy about the plot, which not only is incomplete and spotty but feels more like an excuse to continue the story than a tale worth telling in its own right. As fun as these characters are to revisit, they need to be doing something actually worthwhile or it’s just a lot of pointless rambling. So I’m not sure if I’ll keep going with this one more or less where it’s heading but with some doctoring, or completely overhaul it, or try it set in another time/situation, or scrap it altogether.

Several of the letters are already drafted (and unedited), with the notes and some details still missing. Here are the first few.

1 Emenor to Josiah

[DATE]

To His Royal Highness the Crown Prince

Sir,

I would like to thank you for your kindness in granting me an audience and an opportunity to play for you, but most of all for your generous gift of the violin. I have never owned anything so beautiful, and you wouldn’t believe the way it sings. Well, actually, you would, because I’m sure you have all sorts of violins like it, so you know exactly what I mean. I’ve hardly been able to put it down since I came home. I promise I will be a credit to the gift and use it to make something of myself. Perhaps the next time you hear me play it will be in a concert hall. I hope so, anyway.

Please convey my best wishes to your family.

Your obedient servant

Emenor Klariesa Lockridge

2 Josiah to Emenor

[DATE]

Dear Miss Lockridge,

You are indeed welcome to the violin. It is my pleasure to bestow generosity on deserving citizens in need. See that you continue to deserve this honor.

When you played the Niccolini piece, I noticed your use of double harmonics. This is a rather advanced technique and of course one with which I myself am quite familiar. Would you mind expounding on your methods? I require precise detail, for purposes of comparison of our strategies, for I assure you I am no stranger to double harmonics. My violin instructor has often had occasion to praise my work in this area, as no doubt yours has as well. I have been a student of the violin for nearly ten years now. How long have you been playing?

Yours sincerely

Josiah, Crown Prince of Lienne

3 Emenor to Josiah

[DATE]

To His Royal Highness the Crown Prince

Sir,

Nearly ten years is a respectable amount to have been playing. I started when I was six, but I think I’ve practiced enough for ten years. Mr. Winther was impressed with my work when he took me on. Do you know Mr. Winther? I suppose the palace hosts all sorts of musicians all the time. I can only imagine what that must sound like.

You noticed the double harmonics! I’m rather proud of those. They don’t come up often, but Mr. Winther insists on our knowing how to do them because they’re excellent for one’s control, both with fingering and bowing. And of course precision and control probably aren’t difficult for you, but if you’d like to know how to manage it...

[Several paragraphs of violin jargon.]

...and that’s all there is to it. I’m still mastering it myself but you should see some of the other pupils at Mr. Winther’s go at it.

Why, may I ask, did you take up violin? Tamett says you also play piano, probably more often. That’s a lot of instruments to take on, especially with all the other studying you boys do. (I say you boys, but that means mostly you. I know my brother.) I have to resort to military-like strategy to set aside enough hours to practice most days--not that I don’t want to, of course, but someone always needs me for something. Don’t have three younger sisters if you can help it. It’s a frightful drain on one’s time. And then they complain when I’m practicing at all hours of the night because they’ve kept me busy all day. I’ve suggested that they start learning instruments too and we could practice together, but then they look at me if I recommended they take up murder as a hobby. My family is sadly unmusical; I’ve no idea where I get it. You’re awfully lucky that all your siblings play too. Your elder sisters must be a great help. Oh, by the way, please thank Princess Ateva for the loan of her phonograph when I came to visit. It was quite generous and I didn’t get to properly express my gratitude at the time because she was about to entertain another visitor. What a lot of people you all must see every day!

Thank you for your agreeable letter. It was a pleasure to hear from you.

Your obedient servant

Emenor Lockridge

4 Tamett to Emenor

[DATE]

Dear Em,

How are you? I’m all right. Played handball most of the afternoon and made 22 goals, not bad. It was a proper match too, not practice, since some of the academy boys were stopping by and we had to do something with them besides inflict HRH on them all day. Not bad fellows, most of them. I had a chat with one of them about how things were at their school and it sounds so much better than Hollingham. Less Latin and Greek and more strategy and athletics and things like that. I still don’t understand why HRH isn’t going there. His father is awfully keen on Discipline and Lienne’s Military Future--at least, he is whenever I have to hear him talk--so you’d think that’s what he’d want for HRH. But HRH wants--I don’t know. None of this makes any sense.

The bear is biting, worse than usual. Herrich Bollingfurt was doing lessons with us today because he’s home from school later than usual for some reason and that was good because whenever he’s with us HRH practically forgets I’m there.

Before you can go to Hollingham you have to write an essay and do an interview with one of their people, especially if you’re not anybody in particular, so that’s what I have to do now. I wonder what they would say if all I wrote was “I want to go to Hollingham because I have to.” Because it would be the truth.

At least I don’t have to play the stupid violin anymore. And I’m not sorry I called it that. It was.

Your brother

Tamett

PS: I guess it’s all right when you do it.

5 Emenor to Tamett

[DATE]

Dear Tam,

No brother of mine would speak such blasphemies, and I refuse to listen to them. There was nothing wrong with the violin except your playing, and you weren’t really trying half the time anyway. Your talents lie elsewhere. Collecting bugs, for instance. They should have kept you busy doing that instead. Come on, you know you really love to hear some well-done fiddling when you get the chance. I’ve seen your face at my recitals.

The new violin is working out well. Mr. Winther says he’s never seen one of such exquisite craftsmanship. I’ve told him the story of how I came by it, but he didn’t seem to believe me, and the other students are now convinced I’m a dreadful liar. They have yet to provide a plausible alternate explanation for how this violin got here though. I suspect they think I stole it, and I’m not sure whether that explanation impresses them more or not. If so, I won’t debate it. Andar Vind has been tiresome enough lately about his “being a composer” (by which he means he’s cobbled together a few sloppy little tunes and played them for his admiring mother, which apparently elevates him to the status of Boschbrandt), and it’ll be satisfying to take him down a peg or two. I’ve been deliberately not playing as well as I can in front of him at lessons so he’ll have a surprise at our next recital.

So far no one has been complaining about my practicing on this instrument. (It’s boring calling it “the violin” constantly. It’s simply too important to be termed so plainly. I ought to give it a name, like knights give their swords in the fairy tales. Haven’t the slightest idea what name though. What do you suggest?) Clearly it has magical properties or something. Or everyone’s suddenly come to their senses about the importance of Musicality. That stamp on the back of the violin must have convinced them. At any rate, Lovisa and Cille are too busy quarreling about something to bother with me, and Zella is prowling about trying to get someone to take her up in the treehouse. Someone spilt jam on the dining room rug yesterday and the crisis is still the chief topic of conversation. A delivery of vegetables arrived at our kitchen in a state of wiltedness that none of us had previously thought possible. The neighbor’s dog went loose and invaded our garden and made a colossal mess. And I lost a flower off my good hat. We are an exciting set, aren’t we? I would tell you about the stamp that Father stuck in the album upside-down, but I’ll let him share that thrilling tale himself.

Bears do bite, and I’m sorry. It might not be intended for you really. I know I would be all on edge myself if I were off to a new school in another country so suddenly. Avoidance works. But bears, I might add, are supposed to be fond of honey. Whatever form it takes for this one. Try it sometime. Talk about--I don’t know--the stars here in the north. I know you both like that sort of thing, and I don’t know why you two haven’t discussed it together at all.

Would one of the tutors help you with your essay? You should ask. The writing has to be extra good if they’re ever going to let you in (I mean, if I were the school, I’d let you in with no questions asked, but this school of course doesn’t work that way), and I know you could manage it with some polish. Even if you don’t really have anything very eloquent to say, pretend you do, and you’ll probably convince them. It’s worked for me. And however boring Hollingham might be, it’s still literally the best school in Corege and at least you’d have that behind you for the rest of your life. It’s not really so worthless.

And neither are you. Miss you! How soon are they letting you come home?

Your sister

Emenor

#asks #fictionadventurer #The Blackberry Bushes #The Blackberry Bushes short stories #my writing #Emenor Lockridge #Josiah Callon #Tamett Lockridge

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birthdaysentiment · 3 years

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finally changed my header into my actual dream header. and the fact that @mijnlief made it for me, just makes it my favorite header too ✨

#i'll never stop thanking you for making it for me #i literally can't stop looking at it. it's so gorgeous!#that moment is just so special intense and intimate #love the angle of it. how robbe's hair is the center #with sander's hand just grabbing and holding it #and the way you can see robbe's necklace too #how it's shining from the light and from the water #how sander's eyes is getting lit up by the light too #and the little drop of water that you see under his eye #i'm never not thinking about that moment. i just love it #and i'll never stop looking at it. because it's perfect #as you can read i'm very happy about my new header #eline! thank you so much for making this for me #you're so talented and amazing and i love you lots #you do so much for me and i'm so grateful for you #it's so perfect and everything i wanted it to be!#okay i'll stop my rambling now. but thank you eline!#i love you lots! and i want to give you the biggest hug!#don't mind me being emotional again #cille loves eline ✨

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indimlights · 3 years

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✨Merry christmas Cille✨

To: @birthdaysentiment 💛

-> From: @indimlights (Rodrigo)

Hi Cille! I guess it's up to me to kick off this "little" surprise but I don't even know where to start...

I remember really well the first time I saw a post of yours, I was still lurking back then and the moment I read it I felt so many things, things I don't know how to describe and that I never thought words could make me feel and I knew, I just knew that I had to see more. Fast-forward a couple of hours I knew your blog by heart, I had looked at so many of your posts and every single one was as amazing as the first one, as touching as the first one and as deep as the first one.

The meaning you put on words still gets to me every single day, you have such a way into them and don't even get me started on your music analysis. The moment I read the first one I was mind-blown! The things you catch, the connections you make between the music and the scene, the way you describe the scenes, it makes me go back, relive the moment and feel everything I felt the first time I watched it and all this just by... reading your words! If that doesn't tell me how amazing you are with them I don't know what will.

From that day I always wished I could talk to you, get to know the person behind the words, behind the masterpieces, behind the blog because you seemed like such a sweet person and now... After some time, I got that chance and I'm so happy I got it. You are everything I thought you would be and 1000x more, you are sweet, caring, smart, loving, wise, joyful and so supportive to me and to everyone in this community! You always spread love and that's so important and so nice of you to do, the way you write essays in the tags for everyone's posts just shows that! It's such a simple thing but means so much.

And I'm not even mentioning how talented you are with non-written posts because those are on another level aswell, I mean you always surprise me with your ideas and creativity and just knowing that whenever I come here I will have some sort of attack waiting for me just keeps me going and I love everything you do so much.

I'll never be able to thank you enough for being so welcoming when I barely knew anyone and for making me feel so much more comfortable here! Getting to know you better and to share this experience with someone like you has been a blessing and I wouldn't change any second of it, thank you for everything you have done and for always being so sweet to me. I don't understand what I did to deserve all that but that just shows again how wonderful you are.

I'm wishing you a merry christmas! Surrounded by everyone you love and that makes you happy because you deserve that and so much more, please never change, never stop being like this, a special and wonderful person. I hope you enjoy this surprise :) Have a wonderful day Cille 💛

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-> From: @remy3010 (Remy)

Hihi Cille❤ I love your blog so much especially music analysis! I just fall in love with your music analysis since your first posts.

For me whose mother tongue is not English, it takes a while to read but I'd love to. Because these articles deserve more people to see (including me)！

I have read every article of yours, the content touches me all the time. (Sometimes I have a lot of words want to tell you, But I don’t know how to speak in English..sorry🥺so I give❤ and reblog)

Anyway, thank you for writing beautiful words and sharing with us! I hope you can keep this passion forever, and everything go well. May you have wonderful days my friend ❤

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-> From: @franboos (Francine)

hi bb cille,

wanted to tell u that i love u blog and the time u put into analyzing stuff is shhshdhdhdhd. queen shit. u seen so genuine to talk to idk, i get those nice, non judgmental, relaxed and cool vibes from u. lmao. pls stay on tumblr for as long as u can cuz i love ur posts. u notice such little things in clips from wtfock, like u have a very detailed eye miss hehe. i really want to get to know u more cuz i really think we could vibe v well together, and that’s on perioood 😌. i hope u have a great great day while reading this queen. never stop what you’re doing cuz ur great at it. i love you !!

many kusjes and knuffels*,

fran

(*knuffels means hugs but also stuffed animal in dutch, did u know that? otherwise now u do, nice isn’t it)

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-> From: @dagcutie (Pauline)

hey hey cille!!

I must admit i’m very much a fan of you and your blog

first of all, your posts? chefs kiss!! i mean your music analysis are amazing and so on point, your photo edits are always perfect and the colorings are so beautiful, your long text posts 'drabble/headcanon style' are so cute and always makes me so soft and emotional...

your love for black and white? that’s a big yes!! anyways everything you do is perfect!!

also can we take a moment to appreciate your person? i think we can and we must do it..

you’re always so supportive and kind, all the nice tags you let under peoples creations are so sweet!! I also could cry about how cute you are always leaving lovely messages to people inbox or coming randomly to them to say something nice.. you’re the most beautiful soul and a blessing for this fandom!! please never stop being you!! ily a lot, sending you all my love and i wish you an amazing day<3

knus og kys til dig💛✨

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-> From: @allee-sander (Tanya)

Cille, you are an amazing person. you are so kind and loving. every time i see you on my dash, my face lights up. you are a literal angel. you are loved and appreciated, never forget that.

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-> From: @tsjernobyl (Emma)

Cille, you are a genuinely kind and loving soul who's just on this site to talk about the things you love and spread a little joy and everyone can tell that the moment they go onto your blog. i've seen you be nothing but lovely to everyone you interact with and it's a real honor to be mutuals with you and interact from time to time. You are always one of the sweetest and most supportive people here, and i hope you feel that love flowing back to you at all times because you always have my warmest wishes and love!!!!!

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-> From: @dreamaur (Ann)

How does it feel to be so cool and sweet and supportive??? I love you and your mind and how you see so many details and capture them so well with words,,,queen keep going with your top tier analysis and text posts that make me emotional everything single time

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-> From: @annonymannonym (Alice)

Where do I even begin ummm ... well words may not be enough to describe such angelic human being that Cille is but today is about her *about you Cille* !♡! Honestly I’m so so happy and honoured and so grateful to have meet and know you and come along your blog and your amazing posts and edits , let’s s not forget about the masterpiece that your analysis is cuz I live for every single one of them ! Always so on point and touchy and so so emotionally, they give you a whole new perspective and point of view and helps you connect with the person that goes throught those feelings , helping you understand so much deeper the feelings and the emotions he experience in that right moment( so thank you from the bottom of my heart for taking your time and writing these it really shows how much passion and love you put on making these! they absolute helped me to understand and feel much more the meaning behind all these little moments you captured so so well and wonderful ! ) You’re always such a blessing here so lovely friendly so goodhearted and sooo on ... < insert here all the good compliments in the world > cuz they all applies to you ! Know that you’re so special and such a light a sunshine wherever you are and go , you always spread so much positivity and good energy and love and compassion and you support every single people your way comes along with and you shown so much respect and love and understanding ! Always with a wise and thoughtful mind and with the right words at you using them with so much care and mining fullness ! And your blog i love love love it the b&w aesthetic and your love for it owns my heart !! I adore your posts so much ( or ramblings or thoughts as you may call them but know they are so so much more than that its a way of yours to express yourself and open up and pour every feeling you experience and many people found themselves and feel with you , I find myself in them and resonate with them every time ! ahh and your tags that you write in every post are sooo sweet and cute i could read them all day long just coming on your blog and read them makes my day so much better ) they are such a good way to brighten your day and they put a smile on my face whenever i see you on my dash truly a blessing to have you here! Never forget how unique and special human being you are and every one who has you in their lives are very blessed to have you ! Never change being this beautiful inside and out but most importantly inside ! literally a tresure your soul is and must be protected at all cost so take very good care of it ! Don’t forget to always do what makes you happy and gives joy and peace and just you know that good feeling you have in your chest and heart whenever you do something you love and like with passion and joy. I could say so much more but maybe I’ll repeat myself cuz there are never enough compliments to say about how wonderful person you are! you deserve every single one of them ! I really meant every word i said from the bottom of my heart and know that i really apreciate and love all you do and I’ll be here to support you anytime! You deserve the absolute world and more!! love you Cille! ♡ Okey bye✿

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-> From: @robbesdriesen (Bianca)

Cille ~ such a lovely presence to see on my dash always!! Your support towards everyone in the fandom is more than appreciated and so is your love that you continuously aim to spread <3

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-> From: @happilyinsane (Dharaa)

Hey Cille 💕

Just wanted to say that I think you are really sweet and lovely. I see you everywhere on the tumblr. Wanna thank you for keeping this fandom alive during the drought and keep us entertained. I see your tags on people's posts and I always feel like you are so kind and sweet to spend your time appreciating people's work. Doesn't matter if its a photo or an edit or whatever. You are so nice to pay attention to everyone individually. You are such a good friend/mutual, always appreciating and sliding into their asks and just making their day a lil bit better. You definitely bring so many smiles on our faces. I am sure everyone is very thankful to have you in this fandom, I know I am.

I know we haven't interacted that much but thank you for sliding into my asks and giving me an opportunity to interact with you. You are the sweetest, baby. And I hope you like this whole thing that Rodrigo is doing, because you definitely deserve it. Keep lighting up our dashes with your posts, pls. Ilysm 💕

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-> From: @alwaysaneverland (Sarah)

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-> From: @theflowerisblue (Lola)

Cille! You’re such a present part of the tag! You’re always interacting and posting and I love reading what you have to say. Your music analysis are so interesting and I also think you’re really funny! I love your black and white aesthetic and most of all I love how supportive and positive you’re towards everyone!

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-> From: @fvae (Fae)

hi cille!! I'm really glad to have met you through this fandom and I hope you like the surprise!! I loved to read your song analysis because they're always on point and well thought of👌 💯 and your edits!! *chef's kiss*

sending you lots of love and hugs 💕💖💫

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-> From: @embeddedinmybrain (Tasfia)

Hi Cille! You are just a ray of sunshine!! And you are the sweetest and kindest person here. I loved following through with your wtfock music analysis posts bc everything you felt is exactly what I felt. They made me really emotional!! And of course I (and Sarah and Fae) appreciate your tags for moyo season so much. We wait for them and we read them to each other and we just love seeing your reactions to it. Your edits are incredibly amazing too and I love the colouring in them. You are just an amazing sweetheart and I’m so glad to know you 🥺🥺🥺💕💕💕

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-> From: @veerledejaegers (Soph)

Cille, you are very friendly and sweet, always insightful and seem like an incredibly lovely person that i hope i can get to know better ❤️(also love the black and white aesthetic)

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-> From: @sanderxrobbee (Semri)

Cilleeeeeeeeeeee loml!!!! Merry Christmas to you! I genuinely wish you all the best and I hope you get to spend all the holidays in the best way possible! You’re such a blessing to this fandom because you’re talented in every single way, whether it’s your writing or your godly Photoshop skills, oh and let’s not forget your dedication because you’re there all the time to brighten our days and make us smile. I haven’t known you for long, but I truly love and appreciate all you do and I’m grateful that you always take the time to compliment everything and everyone. You have no idea how much it makes me smile when you say my gifs are good because I’ve yet to learn a lot, but you are seriously one of the biggest reasons I haven’t given up the second something got too complicated. Where am I going with this? No idea. Anyway, I adore the fuck out of you and I’m happy to take part in this “project” because you really deserve all the love in the world. Once again, happy holidays!

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-> From: @hopelessromanticvirgo (Elene)

Talking about you Cille is making me always so emotional but I will try my best not to burst out from love and emotions. You’re one of the sweetest person here and I will never get tired of saying that.

We haven’t talked that much directly but I don’t need that to know you’re one of the greatest person here, I just know that for sure. I’m also sure about it because I can see the way you treat people? Even speaking about your tags? Like you take the time out of your day to make sure everybody gets love and everybody gets attention. You make all of us smile and I adore your tags on my stories. You can’t even imagine how many times I have reread your posts about it, like I crave it, I’m in love with it, it makes me feel so happy and so loved and I’m certain that everybody else feels the same way too. You always know how to make everybody’s day better and how to make them feel special.

And please, don’t even get me started on your posts! Your song analysis. Like I know I’ve told you this thousands of times before but I don’t care, I’m saying it again! The way you pictured and described all those songs and scenes!!! Like wow! I’d always reread your posts about that one specific scene after rewatching the season countless of times. (And you also did so many scenes!! I’m in awe and I’m emo from just thinking about it)

Watching clips were different but reading them with lyrics were a whole other thing. I just felt so connected with the whole story and scenes when I’d ready your posts. And connect scenes with the music and it was the best thing ever. Sometimes I still go back and reread some of my favorite posts of yours. I never get tired of it.

And you’re so kind and so sweet that I could write essays about it! Such a blessing to this world! I just love you a lot okay? Everybody needs somebody like you, somebody who shines from kindness and love and people around you must be so lucky who get to meet you everyday and talk to you!

Thank you so much for everything you do, for being you and for making my day better and making me smile every time you reblog my posts or every time I just see your username on my dashboard! It’s such a small gesture but means so much!

Thank you for existing, babe! I hope you’re gonna have a wonderful day! And I’m sending you the biggest hug and my positive vibes! I hope a smile never leaves your face! And I only wish the best things up onto you! I love you! ❤️❤️❤️

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-> From: @itubainaretro (Esther)

Cille, my queen!!! Hi, sweetheart! Just dropping by to say that I hope you’re having a good day, despite the situation that the world is in, and that you’re feeling happy, loved, cherished and warm today, because you’re you and you deserve to feel all the best feelings in the world! I wish you all the happiness in the world and that all your wishes come true too, because you sure deserve it! Thank you for being this amazing, inspiring, talented and sweet person that you are and that I’ve come to know a little bit in the past few months! I know we don’t exactly talk that much, but I want you to know that I love seeing you, your beautiful edits and your extremely heart warming “moments that live in my head rent free” posts on my dash daily! They all really make my days! Thank you for sharing your posts with us and making this fandom (and the world, honestly) a better place! You’re amazing and I’m really glad I pressed the follow button the day I did when I started following you! I hope this little message makes you smile today, babe! Best wishes and lots and lots of love,

Esther (itubainaretro) ♥️

PS: don’t forget to hydrate yourself, wear a mask and stay safe haha xxxx.

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-> From: @driesendotkom (Marie)

Dear cille,

the reason i‘m writing this is to simply say thank you. thank you for being such a stable part of the fandom. every time i go into the tag i know i will see you there and it makes me smile every time. i can’t tell you how many hours i spent reading every one of your song analysis. even now a year after season 3 ended i find myself going back to them now and then to reminisce and relive those moments all over again.

i also want to say thank you for being such a kind and welcoming person. you care so much about the people you are close to. you are so easy to talk to and you make the people around you feel comfortable instantly. you brought a little bit of hygge into my life and one more time i want to say thank you 💛

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-> From: @driesenrobbe (Becca)

my dear, sweet, cille! you never fail to make me smile and im beyond happy that we became mutuals! im sure i’ve already said this a million times before but you really do have the biggest heart and i couldn’t thank you enough for all the love and support you constantly share to everybody in the wtfock fandom. plus the talent you possess... girllllll i love seeing your edits and reading your posts (honestly your mind is just wowowowow, it’s on a whole other level of incredible and i hope you know just how wonderful you are). also the way you always write entire essays in the tags of other posts... like you really do take the time to make everyone feel so welcomed and loved, and I’m sending you an infinite amount of love and appreciation in return! you really are the sweetest, most caring person who deserves all the happiness in the world, an actual ray of sunshine! i hope you know how loved and cherished you are, and that good vibes are always being sent your way. Many hugs and kusjes, ilysm!!!! <3

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-> From: @mijnlief (Eline)

Dear Cille,

This year has been a weird one, but I do know that it has also been one of the best because of meeting you. In such a short time we became so close, and I am so grateful to have met you during these weird times. We are so alike in many ways and I love that so much. Our Skype conversations are my favorite and the essays you send me about my writing and just about me being me always make me feel happy and loved. You are the kindest and most generous person ever. I hope you know how special you are. I am so proud of you for everything you have achieved this year and for choosing yourself in situations where it got hard to make a choice in the first place. I know I tell you that everyday, but it doesn’t hurt to say it again right here. I hope this post makes you smile, because you deserve that so much for just being who you are. You bring happiness to all of my days and I can’t wait to hug you one day soon when everything in the world calms down again. I love you lots! 🧡 Eline

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-> From: @onzeziggy (Laurien)

My sweetest Cille, where do I even begin? I suggest we should just begin from the very beginning and I’m sorry in advance if this is going to be a long, sappy text! But now that I have the chance (shout out to Rodrigo) for saying everything I want, I’m not able to tell you how long this will take.

So Cille, I still remember very clearly the first time I saw your account appearing on my dash. It was a music analysis from one of the songs from season 3. I was so amazed by it, because I could imagine how much time it takes to make it and observe every little detail in a single clip. I immediately fell in love with the concept of it and one week later, when you posted another one, my mouth dropped to the floor. Another music analysis? From the same person? Who is she and how do I become her friend? After that second post, I immediately started following you and became your little fangirl. I don’t lie when I say I was waiting every week for a new update of your incredible music analysis nor when I say I loved every single one of them (and still do). I know I already said this a million times, but your words of telling what was going on in every clip, about the emotions present in them, and how the music blended all of it together… No one, and I mean no one could have done it any better! I will forever be grateful for those posts and I want to thank you once again for wanting to share them and your talent with us!

After the music analysis adventure, your picture edits catched my eye. I love them so so much and I also took some creation of it for making some myself. Still, I was this little fangirl, knowing your name is Cille, but also wanting to know so much more about the person behind one of my favorite blogs. And now, during this hiatus, I can say I’ve got to know you and I couldn’t be any happier about it! Starting with little comments in each other’s tags, having little chats in the comment sections to screaming about a possible drawing of Robbe from Sander on their one year anniversary. And look at us now, reblogging almost every post and writing essays in each other’s tags hahah! Honestly, it keeps me alive during these times and I’m so glad I can do this together with you! I live for your attacks! Aaaah now that I’m talking about an attack, the fact that you have a dimples post ready is making me so excited and I think about it every day! We both know what’s important in love and life and that’s Robbe’s dimples! But this right here shows once again what an amazing sweet person you are! No one on here has ever done anything like this for me before, so I can’t thank you enough for this and all the other things you did and still do for me! And the privilege I have to be able to call you my friend warms my heart <33

I’m going to end this with a little quote Robbe wrote in one of his Instagram posts. When I read it again a couple of days ago, I immediately thought of you and what we’ve been through together the last few weeks :’)) Once again, thank you so much for everything you do for me and for everyone here in this fandom and being the amazing person you are! You deserve the whole world for it!

“Sometimes it’s like we just met yesterday, but other days it seems like I already know you my whole life, I love you Cille!” <33

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I hope you enjoyed this💛 If you didn't know this community loved you yet (and I don't think that was possible), now you definetly do.

Extra: I'd like to thank once again everyone that took part it this surprise, you are all the sweetest for taking some time to write this and to help me with it! Thank you so so much✨

#Surprise!#Cille this is the least you deserve #but I'm so happy I got to do this #with the help of all this sweet people #I'm wishing you (and everyone) an amazing day!#and never forget that...#we all love you!

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Sharing | Part One

Summary: “Because we drank too much last night” Warning: Hints of smut. Pairing: Cillian x Fem!Reader Part: 1/2 Requested: Yes by @cillmequick - tysm for your request! Notes: Edited 27.02.24

Sharing | Part One

Masterlist | Part Two

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There was something about turning forty and not wanting the hassle of a night out, that had given her the idea to invite her closest friends over for drinks..

This meant she could dress up but wear her slippers if she wished. That’s how she’d ended up wine drunk at 3am, in a black dress with fluffy slipper socks on, leaning against her kitchen counter surrounded by a group of her friends.

Interrupted by Cillian stumbling into the kitchen, a can of Guinness in his hand, she knew that meant he was horrendously drunk, his usual sober distaste for canned Guinness, long forgotten.

“Birthday girl” he slurred making his way over, arm looped around her shoulder, she fell into his side instinctively “everyone has set up camp in the front room”

She noticed the kitchen empty at his statement, her friends knowing they had only a few seconds before all the comfortable sleeping places had been snatched up.

“Where am I going to sleep? Your work friend has stolen the sofa” Cillian was pouting, his can discarded on the side behind them.

Y/N laughed at his sulking “It’s fine Cill, I locked my room there’s a comfortable king size bed down the hall for us” She patted at his arm, leaving him in the kitchen.

Making her way out into the hall to grab as many blankets and cushions as she could from the cupboard, she dumped them on the living room floor, deciding to let the stragglers be vultures on the pile. Stumbling to the window ledge where her speakers were sat, unplugging the phone from the cord.

Of course it was Cillian’s phone, she thought, noticing the picture of Scout at the beach on his Lock Screen, he had a playlist for everything.

Moments later she returned from the bathroom and slipped into the bed, next to Cillian who was already snoring, shuffling herself close to him, before she joined him in a wine fueled sleep. - Y/N was sure her head was split in two, the searing pain running straight down the middle.

Her mouth was dry and just the thought of opening her eyes made her groan softly into the pillow, she moved slowly under the covers, jumping slightly at the feeling of a firm body against her back.

She wriggled again, trying to move out of the arms enveloping her, “I’m going to need you to stop doing that” he whispered against the shell of her ear.

Y/N giggled as his familiar voice flooded her muzzy head, she moved again, his hand coming to grip at her thigh “Stop” he chuckled.

“Why are we in bed together anyway?” She mumbled, turning to face him, he had one eye open the other fighting against the light “because we drank too much last night” he answered with a slight grimace.

She nodded remembering now how she’d led him down the hall, rambling about her king size bed, just for them to end up curled around each other in the middle of it.

“I’m too old for this type of hangover” he whined, forehead falling against hers. She sighed the slight contact making her head scream in pain again “how do you think I feel? I turned forty yesterday”

Cillian quirked an eyebrow at her, the action sending some kind of warm buzz down south between her legs “uh no, no you don’t get to use that, I’m five years older I get to complain about being old” he smirked.

She pushed her leg through his, her knee lightly grazing across the unmistakable bulge in his boxers, he hissed slightly at contact.

“You’re teasing darling” he hummed, she looked up at him with pleading wide eyes and pouty lips “I have no idea what you mean, Cill” his name dropped from her lips seductively.

He moved suddenly, every part of his body protested, the hangover trying its hardest to warn him away from sudden movements.

Cillian had her on her back in seconds, nudged his knee between her legs so he could settle against her body.

“I didn’t expect to end up in your bed” he spoke softly, her arms wrapped around him, hands against the back of his neck “but here you are, old man” she smiled, a gentle push on the back of his head had their lips connecting.

Her head was spinning, of course she’d thought of this kind of moment with Cillian, but after five years of knowing each other it hadn’t happened. Now here she was under his body, his lips dangerously close to her neck.

“Tell me if this isn’t okay” he hummed, blue eyes locked with hers. Y/N shook her head “i want this, you, want you” she was stumbling over her words “if you’re sure it’s what you want too” she added.

A beaming smile broke across his face “so fucking sure” he replied, lips catching hers, tongues pressing together, teeth clumsily catching.

Cillian pushed his hips down, his solid cock pressed against her throbbing pussy through the material of her clothes, she whined into his mouth.

His hands had found their way under the hem of her top, fingers tweaking her nipples to hard peaks, her skin erupting in goosebumps, he moved from her lips to remove the item that was restricting his view.

“Beautiful” he rasped, eyes lighting up at the sight of her breasts, everything he was doing was making her body burn with desire.

Every slow touch of her nipples, every trace his finger made on her skin, every brush of his lips against hers, ignited the fire in her stomach. - Cillians hands had travelled to her hips, fingers pushed into the elastic of her shorts, she was sure she was dripping for his touch.

He had her shorts pushed to mid thigh, when the loud knock on the bedroom door startled them. They stopped any movement, waiting for whoever it was to leave, but Clara’s voice came next.

“Sleepyhead, we wanted to order breakfast, want anything?” she asked through the door, as Y/N scrambled from the bed, pulling her top back on, adjusting her shorts.

“My usual please” she spoke carefully trying to steady her breath before she opened the door. “I’ll transfer you some money” she smiled at her friend “and does Cillian want anything?” Clara asked, assuming he was in there.

“Uh no thanks Clara” he called, she nodded “I’ll be out in a second” Y/N stepped from the door as Clara gave her a suggestive look, she rolled her eyes before closing the door. - Y/N turned shyly to Cillian, he’d sat up in bed phone in hand, he looked up at her offering a smile “I uh should go, need to let Scout out, my neighbour said he’d feed him but I bet he’s dying for a walk”

She nodded, heart sinking to her stomach, feeling stupid for thinking he actually wanted to go that far with her. Cillian instantly noticed the shift in her energy, he slipped from the warmth of the bed. Y/N couldn’t help but let her eyes flick down to the semi-hard bulge in his boxers, making her stomach flip, she wanted him so much. “Hey, everything alright?” he spoke carefully, stepping across the room to her, she nodded not meeting his gaze “I do want whatever was about to happen, have for a long time if I’m honest” he confessed, she finally looked up at him. “Me too” she whispered, he leant forward to drop a kiss on her lips, his hands squeezing at her hips, nudging his nose against hers, “how about a take away at mine later? a post birthday meal with me and Scout?” he suggested.

Y/N nodded “can I stay over?” she asked biting at her lip she’d never been so bold, “I’ll have to ask Scout, he’s in charge” Cillian winked, she batted at his chest “Get dressed Murphy before I turn down your invitation”

Cillian kissed her once more, before turning to grab his discarded clothes.

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