a rough town
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London is trouble on every corner. Tommy has been shown this, time and again, but all the same, Sabini's men manage to find him on the wrong side of the Camden road, and from there it's all blood and bad fortune, for everyone involved in the little dustup.
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Date: 2015-09-18 06:15 pm (UTC)He shakes his hand, like this is a fucking business meeting, squeezes it firm enough to hurt a little, and then opens the door for him, gesturing him inside.
"Now this may be obvious, mate, but this is one of those doors we shut ourselves in behind, and everything fucking changes."
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Date: 2015-09-18 06:21 pm (UTC)He steps inside, and he is still hard, still ice; he can't let go of it that easily just yet. The only thing is that he doesn't reply, just hums and looks straight at Alfie: he understands alright.
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Date: 2015-09-18 06:27 pm (UTC)"How much do you like it to hurt, then?"
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Date: 2015-09-18 06:30 pm (UTC)"Badly," he whispers, hoarse all of a sudden. "I don't know- You're the only-"
He hasn't gone back to those dark alleys, he means; he doesn't know what would be too much because he hasn't been experimenting with others.
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Date: 2015-09-18 06:37 pm (UTC)He admits, and pushes two rough, dirty fingers into Tommy's softly parted mouth.
"If only you'd forgive me for it. But you wouldn't, Tommy Shelby."
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Date: 2015-09-18 06:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-09-18 06:45 pm (UTC)Down.
"Knees."
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Date: 2015-09-18 06:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-09-18 06:52 pm (UTC)Drawing his thumb over it.
"I know what I want, but I'm not sure that it's quite what you need." But, fisting a hand in his hair, the side away from that newly staunched cut. "Talk. Out loud."
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Date: 2015-09-18 07:03 pm (UTC)"I've never done it before," he has to admit, and that's frightening. But right now, behind this door, the rest of the fear he feels is good. An edge, not something to paralyze him. "I want it."
He thinks, perhaps, that Alfie needs him to say it in order to be able to go on and enjoy this, so he reaches up, curls one bruised hand around Alfie's hips, and says, "Please."
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Date: 2015-09-18 07:12 pm (UTC)Rubbing his thumb over Tommy's lip, then over his cheekbone. The one he still desperately wants to bruise up, with a slap or two. He reaches for his fly, instead.
"You won't be able to breathe all of the time, but just remember; I'm not going to kill you. You can't die from it."
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Date: 2015-09-18 07:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-09-18 07:44 pm (UTC)"Good lad."
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Date: 2015-09-18 07:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-09-18 07:46 pm (UTC)"That's better, isn't it? There we are."
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Date: 2015-09-18 07:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-09-18 07:51 pm (UTC)"Tuck your teeth away, love."
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Date: 2015-09-18 07:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-09-18 08:05 pm (UTC)"That's it, that's it now-"
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Date: 2015-09-18 08:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-09-18 08:21 pm (UTC)"Good."
Reserved, quiet praise.
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Date: 2015-09-18 08:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-09-18 08:36 pm (UTC)He orders him, taking him by the jaw again, holding him still, having to stoop a little- but it's worth it, for how it feels to fuck into his mouth, to take him this way, with how lovely he looks, wide eyed and bloodstained.
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Date: 2015-09-18 09:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-09-18 09:41 pm (UTC)"That's the way, love, just-"
Holding him by the hair now, nudging him back against the wall and boxing him in with his strong legs.
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