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Guilty Pleasure

Request: Made by the Lovely @secretlysamcro Prompt: [ OTP Prompts ] - Relationship Progression Chosen: Discussions of kinks that they're embarrassed/self-conscious of. Ships: Jax Teller x Fem!Reader TW: Sex Toys, Smut, Foul Language, Explosive Temper, Verbal Abuse, Sex Kink, Fic Type: One Shot

WARNING: Minors, DO NOT READ!! This is not meant for young Eyes. This fic is going to touch on a very difficult type of kink.

Summary: Jax holds a deep need for being fucked by another, using a dildo on him. It stems from the loss of His father, and the stress and conflicts he suffers through that leads him to have what you would believe is him, trying to come terms with him being secretly Gay. But, yet that wasn't the case. In fact he just started liking receiving Anal by someone he can trust. Someone who won't repeat what happens behind closed doors, to anyone else. He struggles with it, and is fearful of anyone knowing or learning of this very thing being leaked, and you learn how much he is ashamed of it when he becomes verbally abusive and even threatens you. And then, decides to punish you for making him reveal this to you and making him allow you to perform this kink on him. It gets very dark and angry, but you wind up- liking how much you enjoy his anger and punishment

You looked down inside the box, your fingers hovering over the thickness of the unit. A look of bewilderment creasing your features, your taken back by it. Unsure of why you were looing down on a half worn out dildo, staring back up at you. It was completely out of context for someone like Jax Teller. Not that you felt ashamed by it, or that you were going to shame him for it, everyone had kinks.

It wasn't even like that for you. It was more about, how you had found it, locked away, inside his safe. Like he was hiding it from the world. It just puzzled you, but if he was hiding it. Then why did he give you the code to his safe? Why did he let you be the one to come and fetch the manilla folder for.

\ He had said he was wanting to show you that you meant something to him more then just a , notch on his bed post. After all, you had gotten upset by the tons of crow eaters that sought him out. In fact, there had been one here just an hour go, that blonde porn star. She never gave up, and it drove you crazy.

Sure, that was why he let you have the code to his safe. He was showing he trusted you, and that you were his number one girl, His ONLY girl. So you thought, he must be if he was allowing you into the very safe that hid way his secret from the world. Sucking in a breath, you pushed the dildo to the back, and picked up the envelope.

You were taking way to long, and he was sure to get curious as to what was going on. Even if it was nothing, not like you had stole the safe code and were searching through it on your own volition. Just as you closed the safe, you heard his voice. Husky, but soft, as he spoke. A hand brushing up your arm, to settle on your shoulder. Causing you to glance back behind you.

That touch alone causing goosebumps to erupt across your entire body. Your eyes capturing his, dark intense stare. A hint of mischief dancing in those gorgeous deep blues. as he looked you up and down. Those fingers gently pulling you forward.

❝ What's taking you so long, darlin'? Having trouble finding the envelope? ❞

No, you were just caught up in this eternal debate with yourself about that dildo. Your mouth opened, but no sound came out. You wanted to ask about it, if he had it in there then he should know you'd see it. So, why shouldn't you ask, what was stopping you from it. Your mouth was dry now, causing your lips to feel cracked. Swallowing back the idea, you sucked in your bottom lip. Teeth biting down on the flesh, s you rolled the idea in your head.

Your eyes dropped from his, feeling like you were taking too long now. You felt like he was starting to become aware that you were stalling. Releasing the hold on your Shoulder, he crossed his arms over his massive chest, leaning back against the door frame. God the way he stood there, those eyes staring into you, with questioning authority. How every breath he took, his chest rose and fell. Those muscles flaring up, tightening against the already to tight shirt.

You couldn't think of anything but him. Naked, and underneath you, while you rode him, each time you thrust your hips against him. the more you felt his rock hard cock fill every inch of you. And by the way his eyes were searching you, it was clear that was what he was doing too. Hungry eyes slowly dipped down your body. The way his mouth moved, the top of his tongue brushing across the bottom lip. It was enough to make your breath quicken.

The heat building in your stomach, and spreading through out your entire body, You almost lost control, feeling your knees grow weak. your hand raised then, holding out the envelope to him. Allowing your hip, to rest against the wall, helping you balance yourself.

❝ The e -envelope is right here! Sorry, I just got distracted is all. ❞

-- By the dildo in your safe, you thought. But, held it back. Still unsure if it was a good idea to bring up. Until he stepped in closer to you. Fingers reaching out to grab the safe, and quickly entered the code. You felt your heart rate quicken, your mind going million miles a second. Why was he opening the safe for? You glanced up in time to see him stop, hand hovering over the now open safe. Eyes turned, to bore into yours. There was something unreadable behind his normal blues. Something that both scared you, and excited you at the same time. He let out a breath, hooking an arm around your waist. And the angle, pressed you against his body. Flushed perfectly against the side of him.

❝ What exactly were you, distracted by? ❞

It was like he knew, that you were meaning that sex toy. Like he had a moment of realizing, that he had left in there. His eyes were searching yours now. And somehow you just knew that you had to answer , truthfully. Cause he was on to you, even if he didn't outright say anything. It was his actions, that were giving you clues to what he was thinking. You nodded your head, twice, hands pressing solid against his chest.

❝ I saw the dildo, Jax. I don't care, why you have it. Or even what you do with it, I don't judge. You should know tht bout me, by now.❞

He did, he knew you too well. The both of you had met at a bar one evening, back when he was trying to drink away the stress of sudden deal that had went south. And you were there, trying to forget bout a ex boyfriend who decided your best friend was alot more important then you. That night was explosive, the sex mind blowing, and you then learned.

By the following morning, that he was from a MC. You weren't stupid, you knew who Sons of Anarchy were. And ever since, you two have been hanging out, alot. Not to mention, being brought to the clubhouse to hang out. So it was safe to say, you were Jax's Old Lady. Your head tilted then, slightly to the left, as you looked him over.

That was right, you were his girl, his old lady, so why were you being so scared to question him about a fucking dildo. You weren't going to push him on it, somethings are hard to talk bout with someone. And that was okay, but why were you acting like you didn't know him. You two have been together for a year and a half now, hell you had Abel calling you Mommy now.

Jax was silent, features unreadable s he stood there. Watching you in a kind of silence that made you tremble. You were both concerned, but also a little turned on. He sure did make it impossible to know how he felt about the question you just asked.

And he liked that, enjoyed that you were a little scared. Those dark blues softly fell closed. He couldn't believe you had found it, that you had stumbled across the very thing that left him , shaken. He hadn't realized the last place he left that damn dildo was in the safe.

It was always shoved in the darkest corner of his room, covered by old books that he never read. Locked inside a box, that no one would ever dare look. There were times he used it on himself, when he was feeling overwhelmed.

When the stress of everything was weighing him down and he could feel the entire world, opening up to swallow him whole. It wasn't like he had some fucked up fantasy about his own father. Or, that he had ever thought about Clay in that way.

That was the last thing, to ever cross his mind. Loosing his dad so young, and then being forced into accepting clay as his new father. Had an effect on him that he never shared with anyone. You could say, it had fucked him up. And he wss bitterly ashamed by it, disgusted with himself for needing the use of sex toy.

It was used, to make him forget, the only thing that ever made all of that go away. It made him feel almost secure, in a very fucked up way. But, now you had seen it. His shame, his self conscious was now revealed to you, and you were curious as to why he had this thing.

He knew what you said, was all true. You didn't judge, and you would never force him to talk about this, if he didn't want too. But in that moment as he stood, staring you down. He felt the desire to let you take control, help him forget for awhile longer. He didn't have to go into great detail over it. You wouldn't even ask, hell you had a very kinky side to you. That was one of the things that drew him to you, to start with.

❝ You want to use it on me, don't ya darlin'. So, why don't you? Make me scream this time. ❞

You were , flabbier gasted. Had he asked you to fuck him with a dildo? He had, and he wasn't joking about it either. Not a single bit, in fact he was holding out toward you. And on top of that he was , already stripping his clothes off. Honestly, all you could do , was stand there and watch his muscles flex beneath his skin. The way his cock already fell, heavy between his legs, It was already strting to become fully erect. Swallowing back the nervousness that formed in the back of your throat. You held the rubber penis in your right hand, as you quickly stripped off your clothes, and climbed onto the bed.

You ran a hand along his lower hip, letting your body and your fingers begin to esplore along his body, especially along his lower half, allowing yourself to get more aquatinted with him once more, like you needed to. But this was tinkering on something you had never done before. Yes, you were fucking kinky as shit, but this was something you had never done before. But you knew, you had to get him wet, lubricate him and this massive unit in your hands up enough to allow easy penetration.

Your breath hitched in your throat, as you felt Jax suddenly seize your wrist in his hand. Something had changed, he seemed angry, more so then he had been. He spun around on the bed. Fingers grabbing ahold of your shoulders. The pads of his digits digging into your flesh, leaving red welps in there wake. His nostrils flared, as he allowed his fingers to dig into you tighter. Jerking you forward like a rag doll. His jaw tightened, as he bore down into you, and for the first time in your life, you were afraid.

❝ You fucking bitch! You fucking found that dildo, you want me to just allow you to , become vulnerable for you. I never even approached you bout this. Fucking Cunt, your trying to set me up, expose my most weakest parts. Who are you working for? ❞

You could feel his anger, his resentment, his need to punish. His words didn't sting. No, but you didn't know how you felt bout it. You just knew he was afraid of something, and you were being punished for something you had no idea about to begin with. He waited for you to answer, but you had none. He knew you, for year and a half, if you were just there to play a part.

Wouldn't you have done it way before now. You opened your mouth to try and appeal to him, but before you could make a sound. You felt his hands wrap around your throat. Digits pressing into what would be considered your, ' Adams Apple ' You felt the stinging tickle, as it quickly rose up in the back of your throat. Cutting off your air supply, and you instinctively raise both hands quickly. Trying to pry his free from your neck, nails digging into his hands, until you were certain he would react and let loose. But instead, he drove with force, pushing you down on the bed.

As he straddled you, and before you were sure you were going to loose consciousness. He released his hold on you, those strong hands moving down your body, caressing long the most intimate of parts. Fingers collecting around your knees, and lifting your legs up until they wrapped around his waist. The full weight of him pressing down on top of you. As he slid a hand between the both of you, and took ahold of his swollen membrane, guiding himself into your folds. His fingers finding your clit, and slid inside you. Opening you up, so he could fill you, his cock instantly being wrapped around by your walls.

And this act causing you to cry out, your body trembling beneath his. A sensation between pleasure and pain washed over your face. He filled you up. Every inch of you until you both were melded together as one. His hips rising, only to fll down against you once more. Driving his rock hard cock deeper inside you with every single thrust. It was rough, and harsh, without becoming wett first, it felt almost cruel. But your legs spread open, without him having to do so. Those fingernails of yours finding there way against his back. Your head rolled back, and you felt it. The pain dissolve as pleasure completely claimed everything inside of you.

Locks of blonde hair fell loose from his face, tickling your face when he lowered himself against you. It was all to much now, he was punishing you. Or at least, he thought he was. At first, having his hands wrap around your throat again and begin to squeeze caused you to panic. Fear to claim the desire and bliss, but then it turned to ecstasy. You welcomed it, embraced it, you soon learned that you liked being choked.

But something animalistic woke up inside of you, grasping his arms and flipping him off you. Sending him to his back, as you moved quickly. Climbing on top of him now, it was your turn, you had control now. Air came rushing back to you, the second his hands released their hold on your neck. But you missed it, however you wanted to fuck him down into the bed. Ride him until his entire body had became engulfed in sweat, and you could see the pain in his eyes disappear. Something had transpired, something that he struggled with. That he was ashamed of, and somehow blamed you for revealing. But, you wanted to show him, how wrong he was.

As your hands now pressed against his chest. You let your hips slowly grind against him, your head rolling back, as pleasure rode you. Your mouth opened to form an O, the rise and fall of your body matching his thrusts. The aggressiveness you felt in his body finally melted away beneath you. And his hands, still gripped ahold of your waist. Were now , less menacing and harsh, as if it had all finally clicked into place. You felt your body tighten, the heat pool into your stomach, around the 3 hour mark. The orgasm riding your entire being as you finally collapsed on top of him. Curling against his chest, you don't say a word. If he wants to talk about it, you will let him bring it up. You just simply lay soft kisses along his sweat ridden chest, before whispering into his ear.

❝ I love You, Jax! You're mine and I am yours, through everything. ❞

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Title: The Crow & The Viper

Chapter 1 TW: Foul Language, Mentions of Sex, Slight Mental Abuse Summary: Alexis returns to Charming, 5 years after a fight that ended her friendship with Jax. But, she wants more then friendship from the VP.

❝ Did you really forget me that Much? ❞

That one question carried so much bitterness. Maybe she had given him a reason too, after the way she had left things between them. He was after all, trying to make things co exist between her and the girl he believed was his, one true love. But Alexis could see things that he couldn't. She knew, back then and even still to this day, she still believed it. Tara Knowles was not someone that Jax should be with. She was a stuck up rich girl, who just wanted to piss mommy and daddy off. She was playing a part, to make everyone believe that she was a bad ass. But it was so clear, that when things got tough around Charming, she folded like a wet napkin. But Alexis, she had the nerve, she never folded. Fights were something that she didn't run from, nor did she try to avoid.

So why couldn't he see it? Perhaps cause the bitch had him wrapped around her finger so tight , that if he even tried to question the existence of there love. That she would snap, have a melt down, cause she wasn't getting what she wanted. And he would do whatever he could , to right that wrong. She had seen it on more then one occasion. But her composure became faulty, sparking with an inner fire that no one had been the wiser too.

Up until that day, the blonde had kept her mouth shut, watching the smug smiles. Fed in her direction by Tara, the way she would flush herself against him, in a way that made the now Viper Queens blood boil. And she knew what she was doing, she knew Alexis had feelings for her best friend. Yet, Alexis kept her mouth shut, stood back and bit her tongue.

Even with a encouraging Opie and Gemma in her ear, urging her to knock the bitch out cold. She knew it would only make Jax angry, that he would have blew up on her and then The smug little bitch would have what she wanted all along. But more importantly, Alexis knew she would have lost her best friend, so trying to make him see what everyone else already knew , wasn't worth it. But she had caved to that all consuming anger on that fateful night.

And all it took, to spark that faulty wiring. Was Tara making a comment, about Alexis being just a Hood Bitch, Bernadino trash. But what stung worse, was he didn't even stand up for her. Instead, he had laughed, forgetting that he too was the same as she. She could see it in his eyes, that he knew it was wrong.

That, Tara had just made a remark about everything he stood for, but he was so deep into the cunt that it didn't register fully. And she lost it, hands balled into fists at her side, pushing past Opie and Chris, Jax's younger brother. To make haste toward the brunette. Fingers wrapping fistful of dark hair, and jerked her hand back toward her, flinging Tara across the ground. Leaving fistful of raven hairs in her grip, as she dove on top of the pretty princess. And began punching the shit out of her , knuckles connecting against bone.

Blood covered her knuckles, and smeared across her black leather jacket. It wasn't until Jax pulled her off, until she realized she had almost killed the other girl. But, she didn't really care, honestly she didn't want to kill her. But in that Moment she was just so angry that all other reasoning went out the window. She had never seen him, so angry before.

The words he had said to her that night had cut so deep. He had said he didn't want to ever see her in Charming again, or, around them. She had went home, and didn't look back. But it stuck with her, for awhile. Now, 5 years later, she was back here. Standing inside Charming, forever a Hells Angel, but since then a lot had happened. Her Father, The President of Hells Angels and one of the most feared among all factions.

Had brought her and her brother into the MC. And she had met and married a member of another faction. Long story short, she had killed her old man, because he treated her like shit. That is when she had decided, to form her own All Female MC, Naming themselves, Hells Vipers. An Extension of Hells Angels

Her leather jacket clung to her upper torso, right leg swung over her motorcycle as she set back on the seat. Her other leg stretched out beneath her, toes brushing the cement below her Harley Davidson. Chin raised, as she stared down the Teller-Morrow building. She had tried to avoid bringing any dealings to The Sons doorstep, because she figured Jax wouldn't want to see her.

And she had been sure that bitch was still around, but the best thing she could do for her and her girls, was making an alliance with THE CROWS. Pulling up to the building, she had noticed Jax and Opie, outside, and the second they had heard the roar of her engine. They turned around, and she got to watch the expression on Jax's face shift. Curiosity, and interest in her and her girls riding behind her. That famous smirk creasing his face, as he approached. ❝ Well Hello, how can we help you ladies, darlin'. ❞ Was he serious? Had she changed so much, that he didn't recognize her anymore. The question came from her so abruptly, that she was sure he would take notice.

Or did he know exactly who she was? And he was fucking with her? Had he been told to never give her a chance? Surely not! Gemma would have never let that bitch twist Jax up that bad. But all she knew, was he still looked as good as he did back then. It not better, now, with age came muscles, and a beard. One that she wouldn't mind getting wet! And she sure as fuck didn't mean, with water either. Tara or no Tara, she was going to make him remember her, like he should have known her. And, own up to his feelings for her, if it was the last thing she did.

If he wanted to play games, so could she. Besides, she was eager to see Gemma again, the woman had been a big presence in her life back then and, she still was. The Older woman had made her life hell at the start, but it wasn't something she couldn't handle. But, she soon gained her respect, just how she handled herself. Gemma had become impressed with how , she never let anyone, not even her, push her around.

Fearless and she did what was necessary to protect those she loved. Something she still practiced to this day. Unhooking her leg from her bike, she slowly bent over, slowly sliding her hands down her body. Knees slightly bending, as she reached down, picking up her pack of cigarettes off the ground. Fully aware that Jax's eyes were on her, along with the other guys too. She could her the cat calls and whistles. Causing her lips to curve into a seductive grin.

Slowly straightening back up, she slid the pack inside her exposed cleavage. Adjusting the black tight shirt around her curved waist. Which pulled the v neck lower, and turned, flipping those long blonde locks over her shoulder.

Hips swaying, in a hypnotic movement, those tight cut off shorts riding slightly up her thighs. As she made her way over toward Jackson. Those Ocean blues locking with his, as she passed by him, her left hand brushing slowly up his broad chest. Pausing, she leaned forward pressing her lips against his earlobe. And whispered softly into his ear, ❝ Why don't you, give my Bike a real good, ﹌﹌﹌ cleaning. ❞

She didn't really need her bike to be cleaned. She could do that herself, if she so desired. Especially since she and her girls owned their own, cover business. A Motorcycle Custom shop, no the remark was more meant to be taken, in a sexual manner. Her eyes lit up as she stepped back, giving his chest a nice pat. Giving a devilish smile as she let her hand then slid off his chest, and swing at her side.

As she sauntered off toward the offices, spotting Gemma through the window. A Welcoming smile touched the other woman's lips as she opened the door. Opening her arms, to pull Alexis into a hug. And that devilish smile softened to a warm, loving smile. She loved this woman, as much as she did her own mother.

Pulling back from the hug, she couldn't help but glance out the window once more. Watching as Jax and the other guys, huddled in the center of the parking lot. Gesturing toward the building, laughter could be heard carrying all the way to the office. Tig and the others, giving Jax a hard time. Glancing back there way, and she saw it, there was a soft, yet dangerous smile across Jax's features. He had to remember her. She could sense it, from here. Maybe he was worried about , how he had handled things. Worried that she would not want anything to do with him after that.

❝ He still talks about you, ya know! He misses you, and if you're wondering. She left, a long time ago! Ran away, thank god! Jackson should have been with you, anyhow. ❞

She froze, had Gemma just say that Jax talks about her? And most important, that Tara had left? Tears sprang up, in the corners of her eyes. All the attraction she had for him, she was in love with him. And knowing that he had been talking about her, made her feel alive, It meant that he did still remember her, and that he was free.

Course, there were crow eaters and she knew they were all over him. But she'd deal with those skanks. But why did he, react the way he had when she pulled in? Was she right, was he worried bout how she felt about him now. Scared that she would still be upset with how , he had let her treat her all those years ago. That had to be it, he was being cautious. Glancing back over toward the window, they were all gone, went back inside the garage or the clubhouse one of the two. She took a deep breath, wiping her tears away. Before turning to face Gemma once more.

❝ I thought he had forgot about me. He acted like he didn't when I pulled in. But I am glad he has been talking about me. I miss my best friend. ❞

She knew better then anyone, that Gemma didn't buy her best friend speech, one bit. No, she knew how Alexis really felt. And it showed when she walked over, hooking a arm around her shoulders. Pushing a few strands od blonde hair back from her eyes, she squeezed her shoulders before leading her toward the door.

❝ Come on, let's go get some food for the boys. And then you, and my son need to go somewhere private and talk, okay. ❞

Okay, so I wanted to end chapter one there. Please, remember this fic will be have a few differences from the show. And, the smut is coming just you wait. I hope you all enjoyed, and please leave a review below, tell me what you think. And no hate toward my girl. Just so you know, Jax has a younger Brother who WILL be brought into this soon. Just wait, things are going to get good. <3

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#The Crow and The Viper

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