XXVIII. I do bad things.

⚠18+!!!!!Smutish scene and mature language at the end!!!Also use of the C-word.⚠

The door to the office and Tommy stepped out, his gaze immediately settling on his girlfriend who looked less than pleased, a deep scowl settled on her face. For a second he thought he'd have to talk with one of his men for making her upset, but he quickly realized her attention wasn't on him or his men, but on someone behind him.

"You beat us to it." The woman called out before Tommy could reach his group and all his men glanced at Maude before they turned to watch the scene unfold in front of them.

"Did I?" Tommy asked, raising his eyebrows as he turned to the woman, quickly putting together who was the one who had seemingly pissed off his girlfriend.

"I was trying to nab a filly for my stud." She informed him and Maude gave a hard roll of her eyes as she glared at the woman.

"Sorry." He muttered as he gave her a shrug of his shoulders.

" Thomas Shelby from where?" She asked as she raised her eyebrows at him, her head tilting to the side.

Tommy was silent for a second as he stared at her, nearly feeling Maude's gaze flick between him and the woman. He almost sighed as he replied to her. "From Birmingham." He said as his tongue darted out to wet his lips.

"Goodness!" She gasped softly as her eyes went slightly wide.

"No, not much." He replied with a shake of his head.

"May Carleton." She introduced herself as she held a hand out, and again Tommy nearly sighed out loud as he felt Maude's gaze settle onto him. He politely reached out and gave May's hand a quick shake. "I breed racehorses and train them." She informed Tommy before quirking an eyebrow. "What is it you do?" she questioned.

"I rarely answer questions, is what I do." He replied as he shoved his hands backed into the pockets of his trousers, and this time a soft sigh did slip from between his lips.

Arthur glanced at Maude who had managed to look even more pissed off. His gaze returned to his brother as he shoved his hands into his trouser pockets and stretched out his back. "Tommy, come on, hurry up! We've got to go!" He called out and when Tommy looked over at Arthur, his older brother nodded his head at Maude and another sigh slipped from Tommy's lips when he saw she was already starting to fume where she stood.

May reached out, placing a hand briefly on Tommy's arm. "Well, before you go, if you ever decide to put that filly out, I'd be interested in having her." She informed him as her hand fell back down by her side.

"I plan to race her." He informed the woman.

"Do you have a trainer?" She asked as she raised her eyebrows in question.

"I know people." He replied as he gave her a shrug of his shoulders.

"I know people, too." She replied a she pulled a card from her pocket and handed it to him, which he in return put in his own coat pocket, knowing Maude would get her hands on it soon enough. "My father knows Mick Hancock. Trained three Ascot winners." She informed him as a small smile tugged at her lips. "So will you consider me?" She asked.

Tommy was silent for a second before hesitantly nodding his head. "I will consider you." He replied, almost hearing Maude inhale sharply. He turned to walk back to the group, figuring he's dug himself a big enough hole already.

"You still didn't tell me what you do." May called out to him as she tilted her head to the side.

Tommy turned back to her again, shaking his head. "I do bad things." He replied before nodding at her. "But you already know that." He added before turning back to his group again.

Arthur looked at his brother with raised eyebrows. "Right, about bloody time!" He called out and John hummed, shooting an amused look at Maude who glared at Tommy.

Tommy's eyes were on Maude as he made his way over to the group, sighing softly at the pointed glare she gave him. "Don't look at me like that." He demanded as he shook his head, reaching out to take her hand.

Maude pulled her hand away from his reach, quirking an eyebrow at him as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Like what, Thomas?" She asked with a shrug of her shoulders, giving him no time to reply as she spun on her heels and began walking away from the men.

"Fucks sake."Tommy sighed softly, knowing well he was in for it once they returned home, and so did Maude's oldest brother as he gave Tommy a pat on the shoulder before following after his sister.

The group made their way through the empty building, taking a short cut through the pit where the horses were shown. Only one man was still around, sitting by the auctioneer table, doing work everyone supposed as they passed by him.

Tommy's gaze was on Maude, who walked ahead of the group, her arms crossed tightly across her chest and her body tense. He sighed before pulling the trucks keys from his pockets and glancing over his shoulder, tossing them at his cousin. "Here, Michael, you drive." He insisted.

"Thomas Shelby?" The man by the table called out and everyone's attention turned to him as they stopped. He pulled a gun out, pointing it at Tommy. Arthur jumped forward and grabbed the man, forcing the gun out his hand as he head butted him.

Everyone yanked out their guns, scanning the area surrounding them for any more potential men. A man stepped in front of Maude and she gasped as her eyes widen. Tommy grabbed her, arm wrapping around her waist, pulling her back as Daniel fired a few shots into the man's back.

"Tommy! Down!" One of their men yelled as a few more of the enemy came storming into the pit with their guns raised and John chased them out of the pit.

"Tommy Shelby?" Arthur yelled at the man as he beat in his face. "How about fucking Arthur?" He asked, his fists bloodied as he beat the man unconscious. "Fucking good to meet you."

Tommy let go off Maude, raising his gun at the balcony above the pit, scanning for enemies shooting from above and when he saw it was clear, he turned to Henry. "Get him off him! Get him off him!" He ordered as he pointed towards his brother.

"Come on. Stop it, Arthur." Henry called out as he grabbed onto Arthur's arm, trying to pull him off the man as he continued to beat on him. "Arthur, that's enough." He yelled and Charlie rushed to them, grabbing Arthur's other arm as he tried to help pull him from the enemy.

Daniel rushed to his sister's side, clutching his gun tightly in his hands as his eyes scanned the surroundings, looking out for enemy, prepared to protect his sister's live if anything else happened. Maude's gaze however, was on Arthur. Her eyes were wide and her lips parted as she watched him bite into the man's neck before Tommy grabbed him in a choke hold.

It took three men to drag Arthur away from the unconscious man. They continued to hold onto him until he calmed down and stopped struggling against them. While Tommy pulled away from his brother, getting back onto his feet, Charlie and Henry laid Arthur down on the sand, letting him take a breath.

Tommy crouched down next to the unconscious man, placing a ear against his chest. "He's still breathing." He informed them before getting up again, rushing to Michael who stood watching them with a blank look on his face. "Don't get blood on the kid!" Tommy ordered, pushing Michael away from Arthur who was covered in blood. "Michael, you didn't see a thing. This didn't happen, all right?" Tommy demanded, knowing his aunt would be out for blood if she knew. "Give me the keys." He demanded as he held a hand out. "Michael, give me the keys."

"I'm all right to drive." Michael assured as he nodded his head.

Maude's eyebrows furrowed as she stared at the young boy. She was a grown woman, who by now, had seen it all, and even she was more shaken up then the barely eighteen year old who had just witnessed someone being beaten and bitten until he was unconscious and unrecognizable underneath all the blood.

Tommy was uncertain of the young boy's attitude as well, but he dismissed it as he nodded his head and turned to Maude, rushing to her side. "Let me look at you." He demanded as he checked her body for any signs of an injury before cupping her face between his hands, looking for any sign that she had gotten hurt. "Did you get hurt?" He asked as he raised his eyebrows.

"I'm fine, Tommy." She assured as she shook her head, but Tommy's eyes continued looking for any sign that said otherwise. "I'm fine." She repeated as she reached up and pressed a hand over his.

"I'm sorry sweetheart." He whispered as he let go of her face, throwing one arm around her shoulder and pulling her against his chest. "I'm fucking sorry." He repeated as he let out a shaky breath, his gaze following his men who gathered, all of them ready to leave.

They wasted no time in getting out of there and returning to the truck. The ride home was silent and when they dropped of Michael, they made sure to hide a distraught and bloodied Arthur in the back of the truck. They dropped off everyone, before Maude and Tommy finally returned home. And only because they had been shot at, didn't mean Maude forget she felt upset.

The minute Maude stepped into the bedroom behind Tommy, she had her claws out and ready to sink into him. "May seemed nice." She commented as she stood in front of her vanity, kicking off her heels before taking out her hair clips.

Tommy let out a deep sigh, briefly squeezing his yes shut. "Please don't start." He pleaded with a shake of his head as he shrugged off his coat, tossing it onto the bed, after what just happened, an argument was the last thing he wanted.

"I'm only saying she's nice." She argued as she glanced at Tommy over her shoulder, her gaze pointed and cold. "Seems like you thought so as well." She uttered under her breath as she turned back to her vanity.

"Maude." Tommy warned her in a low voice as he gave her a side eyed glare.

"Oh I do bad things." Maude muttered in a mockingly deep voice as she took out her earnings, harshly throwing them onto her vanity as she scoffed. "Why didn't you just pull your cock out and fuck her already?" She snapped at Tommy.

Tommy snapped, reaching out and grabbing the back of Maude's neck, turning her around to face him. "Be very fucking careful sweetheart." He warned her in a low voice, his face inches away from hers, his grip on her firm but not strong enough to hurt her. "I'll fuck the attitude right out of you." He whispered in her ear.

Maude looked up at him silently for a second before leaning into his ear. "Go fuck yourself instead." She whispered to him, a challenging look in her eyes as she knew she was pushing his buttons.

"Yeah?" He muttered softly as he quirked an eyebrow at her, his hand moving from the back of her neck up to her chin. "You seem to forget your place, Maude." He said and she hummed as she raised her eyebrows at him. "Don't worry, I'll fuck you back into it." He assured her softly.

Maude stared at him, playing another cat and mouse game with him, challenging him and seeing how far she could push him. Maude and Tommy's relationship was healthy, they adored, cherished and loved each other. But sometimes when they liked a little too much to push at each other with jealousy and possessiveness, it became toxic. Because they both liked their game a little to much,

"You're a fucking asshole." She informed him as she slowly shook her head, glaring at him.

Tommy hummed in agreement as he nodded his head, his free hand slipping under her dress and cupping her between her legs. "You can call me whatever you want sweetheart, your wet cunt speaks for itself." He whisper as he squeezed her and she fought back her moan as she bit onto her bottom lip. "I won't be gentle with you tonight." He informed her with a shake of his head.

Maude raised her eyebrows as she continued to glare at him. "Don't think I'll cum for you." She spat, involuntarily letting out a moan as Tommy's hand put pressure between her legs.

"Oh we both know you'll cum for me." He whispered as his hands slipped from between her legs, finger gently running over her thighs." Angry or not, you always cum for me." He said with a smugness in his voice, because they both knew it was true. "Get on the bed." He insisted as he nudged her towards the bed, pushing her down on all fours and pushing the skirt of her dress up to her hips.

A gasp slipped from Maude as Tommy ripped her silky blue panties, tossing them onto the ground. "Those were expensive!" She snapped as she looked at him over her shoulder, a scowl on her face.

"Should have thought of that before you decided to be a fucking brat." He snapped back at her as he pushed her down onto her stomach, roughly flipping her over and spreading her legs apart for him, his fingers working fast as he pushed one into her.

"Fuck!" She gasped as her back arched off the the bed. "Slow down!" She begged as a moan slipped from her lips and she tried to squeeze her thighs together.

"Do you really think you're in a position to give orders?" Tommy asked as he quirked an eyebrow at her while prying her legs open again. "You said you wouldn't cum for me, now I'm going to show you how many time I can make you cum for me." He threatened her.

"Fuck." She whispered as she let out another moan, knowing she was in for it.

Tommy kept true to his word, going round after round, until Maude was a crying mess underneath him. He only stopped when it was well after midnight and Maude was sobbing, overwhelmed and overstimulated.

Like the loving boyfriend Tommy is, he cleaned her up and held her in his arms as she quickly drifted of to sleep. When Maude woke the following morning, the bed was empty and Tommy was walking into the bedroom with a cup of tea for her.

Maude eyed him with raised eyebrows as she sat up in the bed, taking the cup he offered her. "Last night you made me cry and today you bring me tea in bed?" She asked, blowing over the cup before taking a sip of the sweet tea.

"I did warn you." He muttered as he sat down on the edge of the bed, reaching out to cup her cheek. "I don't want May." He said firmly with a shake of his head. "I only want you, sweetheart." He insisted, his thumb brushing over her soft skin. "And if you still don't understand that, I'll fuck you until you do." He warned her.

"We have a meeting to get too." She reminded him as she finished her tea before getting out of the bed and walking towards the door, her eyes landing on the blue panties laying disregarded on the floor. "You owe me new underwear." She muttered, kicking her ripped panties out of her way.

Tommy watched her leave, a smile tugging at his lips when he noticed her little waddle, her legs slightly spread as she walked. "You're waddling, sweetheart." He called out to her.

"Shut the fuck up!" She called back out to him and a soft chuckle slipped from him.

Sometimes there relationship wasn't too healthy, but there was no doubt that they truly loved each other. Even when yelling and swearing at each other, they never held ill intentions. They never said things they couldn't take back. No, their arguments always lead to a challenging game of cat and mouse.