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The Weight of the World

A huge, massive, genuine thank you to @rayslittlekitten for the help with this. This idea has been rolling around in my brain for months and months, and I've only just come up with the brain space to write it. Can be read as a The Reaper and the Death Angel one-shot.

Contains: Consent and kink negotiation, smut (Sub!Jax, rope bondage, hand job, F masturbation, size kink, oral sex F receiving, face sitting, P in V, aftercare), fluff.

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Jax learns to let go

You had been spending the day at Disosa with Venus, your normally busy Friday was freed up by a huge administration screw up that was going to take weeks to fix. Nero and Jax had been at CaraCara giving the girls the rundown on how working at Disosa would work and how much they would be paid for a date.

"How have things been at home dear?"

You shrugged, "a lot, Jax has been so overwhelmed that I feel like I'm talking to a brick wall sometimes. He won't relax for a second, even the sex feels like he's aggravated."

She chucked, "sounds like he needs some time out of his head."

You sighed, "that's what the sex is usually for, but I know he's a million miles away. I don't want to put more on his plate but the guy needs to take a break." Venus gave you a gentle smile and picked up the rope that was currently resting on the table.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

Ideas filled your head, "he seems like the type that would enjoy his woman telling him what to do."

You nodded, "there have been those occasions, which he has enjoyed very much."

She gave you a smirk, "then I think you know what you need to do."

The slam of the front door told you all you needed to know about how Jax's day went. "Are you alright my love?" Jax huffed, his face locked in a scowl, "sometimes running the Club feels like herding cats." You placed a hand on his shoulder, "you wanna take a few days, leave Ope to take over. We could head to the cabin and spend the weekend doing nothing?"

"Are you kidding me? Between expanding Diosa and trying to find new ways to earn, I don't have the time."

You shook your head, "bullshit, I have shit backed up to the middle of next year and I can spare a weekend, if you burnout you'll feel even worse."

Jax's jaw clenched, "I'm not fighting with you over this."

You took a deep breath, "I don't want to fight Jax, I just want to help." Jax huffed, "we always go back to this, you don't want to fight but you won't budge on me needing to get shit done."

You shook your head, "you can't get shit done if you're not sleeping and looking after yourself."

He left out a short laugh, "says the woman who stays at work for two days straight with no sleep."

It was your turn to huff, "then I come home and do nothing for two days straight after that." Jax sucked on his tongue, trying to think of a reply that wouldn't hurt your feeling but before he could say anything, his phone rang.

He stormed back when the conversation ended, "this isn't finished."

You sighed, "no it's not, but you clearly have shit to deal with."

****

It was just past ten when your phone rang, you were sitting up in bed hoping that Jax got home before you fell asleep, his tone told you all you needed to know, "hey darlin."

His side of the bed was going to be cold tonight, "hello my love, you'll be dealing with Club stuff tonight?"

"Yeah, I'm sorry and I'm sorry about this afternoon too, I know you're just trying to help."

He sounded sad, "it's alright, things have been pretty stressful the last few weeks, I'll see you when I see you."

Jax sounded a bit better, "good night darlin, sleep well."

"Goodnight beloved."

****

You woke up the next morning to Jax's side of the bed untouched, as you walked downstairs, any hope of Jax having fallen asleep on the couch was dashed, his shoes and bike weren't there either.

You got breakfast together and answered work emails then did your best to get your mind off what was going on with Jackson, he texted you midday, and your mood dropped further.

"I won't be home until tonight. I'm sorry, miss you."

If a text could sound sad, his would, "not problems my love, I'll see you tonight."

You put the phone down with a harsh breath, half wanting to spend the day wallowing in your misery but after centring yourself, you had a plan, with a deep breath and an internal pep talk, you got up to put it in place.

****

Jax returned home to a house that smelt like fresh bread and his favourite stew, the smell of beef making his mouth water. He kicked off his shoes and came around the corner, being greeted by you with a glass of scotch in one hand and a plate of nuts and cheeses in the other.

"Have a seat my love, dinner with be ready in an hour." You placed the booze and snacks on the side table and stepped toward him, running your hands under his kutte before taking it off and hanging it on its coat hook in the hallway.

"What this about?"

There was an arrogance in his tone, "I was talking about your stress when I should have been doing something about it."

He sat down and you handed him the food you had prepared, "I need to put the finishing touches on dinner, you relax and enjoy yourself." To Jax's happiness, you had sat him down where he could watch you cook, the scotch warming his throat and the rich cheese eased the hunger he had been feeling all day.

Jax had a smug smirk growing on his face, it wasn't like you didn't dote on him but this made him feel different. He was sipping what was clearly a high end drink, and eating cheese that must have cost you a lot of money while you cooked his favourite meal.

You could feel his eyes following you, you knew what he was thinking, that after dinner, he could drag you upstairs and spend the whole night taking out his frustration on you while you begged him to keep going. You smiled to yourself as you started to pull the beef off the bone, while that would normally be the case, tonight, he was wrong.

****

Jax watched you take both plates in your hands and walk to the dining room, following you with his trademark swagger, "you didn't need to get up, I was coming to get you."

He smirked, "I couldn't wait any longer, it smells amazing." You put the plates down and pulled out his chair, Jax smiling as he sat down.

Dinner was a slow affair, you listened to Jax as he talked about his day and why he was so busy, not offering solutions, just being there with him while he spoke, as dinner wound down, you got him dessert, a caramel cake you had spent the day baking then handed him another glass of scotch and told him to relax while we got the next part of the night ready.

You walked upstairs and into the bedroom, drawing an extra hot bath and lining up the various products you had chosen for the night, lighting some candles and dimming the lights.

After that, you returned to Jax and walked him upstairs, undressing him piece by piece, starting with his rings as you pulled each one off and pressed your thumbs into his tight palms. You moved to his shirt, running your hands over his abs are he bent down so you could pull it over his head. His jeans were next, Jax smirking as the belt came away and your hands reached the fly, "don't get any ideas Teller."

He huffed, "come one darlin." You chose to ignore the growing hardness in his pants as you removed the last of his clothes and directed him to the shower.

"Get clean then climb into the bath, I'll be in when you're done washing up."

You prepared the bed, putting out the massage oil and making sure the room was at a comfortable temperature. Then you went back into the bathroom just as Jax was sitting down in the bath, you had left a chair at the head end of that bath and sat down, picking up the tingly hair mask and rubbing it in your hands before weaving your fingers on to Jax's scalp and rubbing the cream in, Jax's head falling against your hands.

"That feels so good."

His voice was rough, "good, there's more of that on the way." Next was a wet skin cream that you spread all over his exposed neck, shoulder and upper arms, your hands gliding over the knots and tensions while Jax leaned into your hands.

The water had been tinted with the oils you added and the products you had washed off Jax's body but the look on his face betrayed that he was hard under the water.

He chuckled as you smeared a face mask over his fine features, "you really are treating me tonight, aren't you darlin?"

You leaned down a pressed a kiss to his shoulder dome, "and I'm not done." You wiped the mask off him and helped him out of the bath and drained the water, drying him off with the softest towel you owned. You did your best to act like his cock wasn't standing to attention as you brushed the towel over his crotch, Jax's abs hardening as the soft fabric brushed it.

"Go lay on the bed on your stomach, there's a pillow there so you can lie down without turning your head." You followed close behind him and picked up the bottle of oil that was being warmed in a bucket of hot water, Jax paused when you didn't climb on top of him, instead settling next to him as you uncapped the oil and poured it over his muscular back.

You rubbed the ache out of his back, pausing to trace his tattoo as you went, then moving down to his strong thighs and perfectly shaped ass, his foot twitching as you ran a firm hand from the back of his knee, over his asscheek and into the hard ropes of his lower back.

"Flip over." Jax did so slowly, his muscles unwilling to retighten as he moved.

He settled on his back, his cock hard, red and weeping against his stomach, "you gonna leave me hanging."

He was clearly talking about his dick, "I'm not done with this, you're going to have to wait." You spread the oil over his chest, digging your fingers into his solid pecs then moving down to thumb out the painful knots over his ribs.

"Come a little closer, I'm getting cold." You rolled your eyes and got up, turning the thermostat up and moving to sit with you back up against the headboard, bringing Jax's head into your lap while you teased out the hard bludges along his jaw from clenching it all the time.

"Come on darlin, stop teasing." You shook your head as you ran the flat of your hands over the sides of his neck

"I'm not teasing you, I'm doing this to make you feel good."

He chuckled, "I know what else will make me feel good."

You shook your head, "when I'm done here."

"You don't need to keep going, I'm good, I want something different." You pressed your fingers hard into the dome of his shoulder, Jax gasping as the muscles unravelled far faster than what felt good, "you need to learn to let go Jackson."

He huffed, "I'd rather pound you into the mattress."

You took a deep breath, "no, I have no intention to leave you hanging but I want to look after you so let me."

Jax reached up and wrapped a warm hand around your wrist, "you're about to get yourself in trouble."

You yanked your wrist away, "you're here because you can't let go, don't ruin the night by undoing all my hard work."

Jax chuckled and you cut him off, "you have a control issue."

He huffed, "no I don't."

"Says the man who won't let me do anything for him, why won't you let me look after you?"

He smiled, "you are looking after me, but I want something more and you're not being fast enough."

You sighed, "like I said, control issues. I let you tie me up and do God knows what without thinking but I can't rub your back with the promise that you'll be getting off later because you want things your way."

Your tone was still warm but you were getting frustrated, "is that a challenged little girl?"

You smiled, "maybe it is, if you let me tie you up and let me take the reins for the night, I'll change my mind about your control issues."

Jax wound his hand into your shirt and pulled you down, "you can try but we both know you want to be the one being tied up."

"Not tonight, I'll be back." You went into the closet and pulled out the rope, unfurling it and walking back to the bed.

"Do you consent?"

He nodded, "do your worst."

The sides of your lips ticked up, "be careful Jackson, my worst might involve a flogger."

He swallowed, "alright pretty girl, the night's yours."

You walked back to the side of the bed dropped the rope, then picked up his arm and ran your hands up and down his flesh, "what are you going to say if you want me to stop?"

You could tell that Jax was indulging you in the hopes that he would get the upper hand and turn the tide, "I'll tell you to stop."

"Good, get comfortable with your arms above your head please." Jax didn't really say please and thank you when he was the one in control, he did as you asked, and you bound his hands to the headboard.

"You're so polite."

You gave him an almost glare, "now now, if you keep this up you may not be cumming tonight."

He huffed, "you're going to waste all your hard work just to teach me a lesson, that doesn't seem pretty fair to you."

You shook your head, "what I think is unfair to me is that you feel the need to bluster your way through everything. Letting go would do you some good."

He shot you an arrogant smirk, "it's that what I'm doing."

You clenched your jaw, "no, not really." With his arms tied, you climbed back on the bed and ran your hands over his chest, "all these big strong muscles and you can't do anything, if you pull, I'll extend this even longer."

Jax's eyes were filled with heat as they found yours, "are you having fun?"

"Yes I am, so don't give me a reason to have more. Remember the flogger dearest." That shut Jax up, "although, I think that perfect back would make a very nice target, I imagine those will defined muscles would blush so nicely but I think I'd like to redden your firm ass more." Jax seemed to understand that he wasn't the one pulling the strings after that.

"Alright I get the message." You got off him and stood and by his side, getting undressed slowly while you locked eyes with Jax. You ran your hands over your skin, stopping to graze your fingers over all the sensitive spots that you knew Jax loved to touch. Once you were naked and Jax's eyes were hooded, you swung a leg back over him and hovered over his upper chest.

Jax's eyes locked on your centre, his mouth watering when he saw you were visibly slick, "is that all from touching me."

The sharp look you gave him shut him up, "stop talking, you're antagonising me." Jax pressed his lips together as you slid your fingers down your body and through your slit.

"Are you enjoying the view, it's a simple yes or no Jackson."

He swallowed, "yeah, I do."

You smiled, "good because at this rate, it's all you're going to get." You spread your knees so he could see more of you and circled your clit with your index finger, Jax's eyes were fixed on its path as you collected wetness from your entrance and used it to slick your path.

You rubbed your clit until you clenched around nothing with the need to be filled then slipped two fingers inside your body. There was a lacing of disappointment, Jax's fingers felt so much better. You added a third and pressed your fingertips into your G-spot, Jax was breathing like he was running a marathon.

You fought the urge to place your free hand on his chest as you approached the peak, you forced yourself to remain quiet as you came. Jax watched you flutter around your fingers with a mix of anger and desire. You pulled your fingers out and brought them inches from his face, "you want a taste?" Jax lifted his head and you pulled away, "I didn't offer, I asked. Would you like a taste?"

"Please." Jax opened his mouth as you moved your fingers towards him and he sucked them into his mouth, you pulling them away long before he was satisfied. "Come and sit on my face, I want more."

You shook your head, "no. Maybe later." You collected more of your wetness, leaned back and grabbed his cock, stroking the first half of his cock in slow, gentle movements.

Jax grunted and he lifted off the bed, you putting your weight onto him so he couldn't move any further, "be good."

Jax huffed, "why are you being so mean."

You chuckled, "I'm not being mean, I'm taking my time. Now stop talking." You added more pressure and moved your hand over the whole shaft, it didn't take Jax long to reach the edge and you slowed, "not yet Jackson."

He swallowed and took a deep breath, holding back as best he could. You went through a cycle of speeding up and slowing down as he twitched in your hand, having to squeeze the base of his shaft as the pleasure mounted. Jax relaxed back into the pillows, his mind slowly quieting as the wave of sensation rolled over him.

Just as it was becoming impossible for him to hold back, you slowed and then stopped, sitting over his thighs and bringing a hand to stroke his face, "you've been so good for me, would you like a reward?" Jax nodded, "I need a verbal answer my love."

Jax took a deep breath, "please." You smiled and shifted, settling over his face and lowering yourself down.

Jax craned his head to reach you, his tongue coming out to lick you from clit to entrance and back again. You grabbed the headboard tightly as he sucked on your clit, doing your best to make sure your moans were rewards and not givens. Just as you were about to let out another one, he tugged on the ropes and you shot up.

"I told you not to tug." You sat back over his thighs and went back to stroking his cock, using the same pattern of stroking and squeezing until Jax was gasping and shaking. "Do you want to be inside me?"

Jax's eyes shot open, "please."

You smiled down at him, "then you need to show me you won't tug."

You moved back over him, Jax licking his lips as your centre moved closer. Jax moaned against you as your taste filled his mouth, smiling on your skin as the vibration caused you a gasp. This felt different to him, normally going down on you was an ego boost, he knew exactly what to do to get you shaking around his head but this felt like an act of worship and he suddenly understood why you loved getting on your knees for him so much.

It felt like the only thing on his mind was getting you off, he was no longer worried about the Club or money or the cops, nothing else mattered but how you were soaking his beard. Jax could tell you were close by how hard you were holding back the noise, but rather than say something, he just doubled his efforts.

You faulted and looked down, the far away look in Jax's eye telling you all you needed to know as you came violently. Jax acted like a man about to die of thirst as he did his best to get you to stay above him. A particular shake from you told Jax it was time to drop his head, then you were shifting backwards and leaning down to kiss him softly.

Jax's lower face was wet, and he licked his lips, "do you want to be inside me Jackson?"

Jax moaned, "was that a yes, no or a need a second?"

He took a deep breath, "yes please." You smiled and grabbed his cock, rubbing the tip over her slit then sunk down.

Jax gasped but to your surprise, didn't tug on the ropes as you started to move. You started off slow but that didn't last long, just as the pleasure became overwhelming, you sped up and he fell over the edge like a car off a roadside cliff. He slid out of you and you untied him as fast as you could, Jax's arms coming to wrap around you, "thank you Jackson."

He buried his face in your neck and kissed your skin, "I love you so much."

You smiled softly, "I love you too. You need anything?"

He shook his head, "just stay here a little longer?"

You nodded, "of course." You brought his wrists to your lips and kiss every inch of skin while Jax regained his bearings.

It took a little while before he let you slide off him, so you raced off to the bathroom the clean up before returning to the bedroom with a warm, damp washcloth and wiping his face then his soft cock. "You doing alright?"

He nodded, "I'm good." You climbed into bed and pulled him into your arms, his head resting on your chest.

Jax kissed your skin and took a deep breath, his brain still just out of reach, you twisted and opened the drawer, handing him a bottle of water, "can you have something to drink for me?" Jax took the bottle from your hand and drank half before handing it to you, "thank you my love."

"You need anything else."

Jax lifted his hand and brought it to your cheek, bringing you in for a kiss, "I'm alright." His tone was soft and reserved.

"Ok, did you enjoy yourself."

He smiled, "yeah, that was fun." You kissed his cheek, "would you like to do something like that again?"

He nodded, "yeah, maybe not right away, that was a lot."

You giggled, "yeah, it was."

Jax pressed his lips to your forehead, "I've gained a new respect for how easily you let go for me, it was harder than I thought it would be."

You hugged him tighter, "thank you for saying that." You held Jax for a little longer while he came back to earth, "would you like me to get you a snack?"

He shook his head, "I'm still stuffed from dinner and you."

You giggled, "alright then, sleep?"

He nodded and you moved down on the bed, Jax moving to lay on top of you with his arms wrapped around your body, "goodnight darlin."

"Good night beloved, I love you very much."

Fin

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spaghettificationandpretzels · 2 years

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SFW Alphabet Request

Jack and CUDDLES

Cuz my love language is touch and I hope you have a good day.

Me too! Who doesn't like a good cuddle.

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Would they like to cuddle? How do they cuddle?

"Yes dear?" Jax had wrapped his arms around your body while you answered some emails, "what are you doing darlin?" You smiled, "work, you want us to do something else? I can spare an hour or two." He smirked, "nah, you wanna sit on my lap while you do this?" You shook your head with a smile, "sure my love, shall we move it to the couch?" Jax stood up to his full height and reached his hand out, "hell yeah."

He walked you to the couch and sat down, opening his arms for you to sit with your chest facing his back, "are you happy now dearest?" Jax grumbled, "yep, you smell really nice." You giggled, "you're a little weird." Jax pressed his lips to the back of your neck, "get back to work darlin, I'll put on dinner when you're done here."

****

You had never felt safer than when you were in Jax's arms, they were so thick and hard that you were sure nothing on earth could hurt you. He was warm and the thumpthumpthump of his heart was lulling you to sleep, "did you hear me darlin?" You shook the fog from your brain, "I'm sorry, what were you saying?" Jax chuckled and squeezed your tighter, running his hands up and down your back, "I said, do you want to go to the drive-in theatre this weekend?" You nodded, "yes please."

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spaghettificationandpretzels · 2 years

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I’m back! Needing my daily dose of Jax Teller from one of my fav writers!

Could I please request “V” from the alphabet prompt list for Mr. Teller? ♥️

I'm one of your favs???!!!??!! THANK YOU!!!!!

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What morals with they refuse to break?

"Jax, you don't need to do this."

He shook his head, "yes, I do."

You took a deep breath, "no, you don't this isn't your fight, what's going to happen on the street if this blows up?"

Jax swallowed, "Clay can't keep lying to us, he's putting us more at risk by doing this deal. I have to do what's best for the Club."

You raised your eyebrows, "how did the vote go?"

Jax clenched his jaw, "Tig was the only dissenting vote."

You huffed, "no surprises there, you sure this is the right choice?"

Jax nodded, putting a hand on your cheek, "I'm sure."

You pressed a kiss to his palm, "alright then, you have my support but please be careful, I can't lose you."

Jax smiled, "always, I love you."

"I love you too."

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I'll Be Taking This Back.

This can be read as part of The Reaper and The Death Angel or as a stand-alone. I really hope you enjoy!

Contains: Fluff, possessive Jax, smut (oral sex M and F receiving, fingering, P in V, semi-public grinding.)

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Jax loves seeing you in his clothes.

"Good morning Darlin."

You rolled over, and Jax pulled you into his chest, "good morning beloved, did you sleep well?"

He nodded, a hand rubbing your head, "yeah, you?"

You pressed your face into his warm chest, "yes."

"You coming to the party tonight?"

His voice was still harsh with sleep, "yep. I kind of have to with Arizona coming to visit."

You could almost hear Jax smirk, "I love getting to show you off."

You shook your head as best you could, "you're a Troglodyte."

Jax laughed, "you love it."

You pressed a kiss to his chin, his beard tickling your lips, "I do."

Jax's hand ran up your leg, landing just under your (his) shirt that you had gone to bed in, "I like it when you wear my clothes."

You buried yourself further into his chest, "as I said, Troglodyte."

The hand moved to your ass, "mmm ok." His lips grazed your neck and you tilted your head to make room, his free hand coming up to cradle your head.

"When do you have to leave work?" He had hooked two fingers under the waistbands of your panties, you turned and looked at the clock.

"Shit, now."

Jax sighed, "don't worry dearest, we can pick this up tonight."

That Night

"Hey Darlin." Jax took in your outfit, one of his shirts tied up just above your hip and a simple loose black skirt.

"Hello my love, how was work?"

Jax wrapped his arms around you, "busy, did you get the archives organised?"

You shook your head "not yet, there's maybe another day ot two of work left."

He nodded, "you look good."

It was said with that Teller smirk, "keep it in your pants Jackson, we have a visiting charter to host." Sure enough, Arizona started to turn up twenty minutes later.

Clay and Jax went over to greet them while you and Gemma headed inside to start getting everyone's drinks, it was still early by the time they had shuffled in for church, the sun just falling below the skyline.

You were sitting at the bar when they came out, Jax shot you a warm smile and sat down with the Arizona president. You went back to talking to the prospect manning the bar who had sent Kip to get more beers from the back.

"How long have you been with Teller?"

At least the prospect was observant, "about six months, officially at least."

He nodded, "you got his crow?"

You waved your thumb at your upper back, "yep."

He smiled, "lucky man."

Kip came back, slamming the beers on the counter and someone from Arizona came over. "Hurry up prospect."

He sat down next to you, just a little close for your liking, "I haven't seen you round here before, you going anything tonight."

He sounded sleazy, "hopefully my old man."

His face fell, "you're seeing someone, where is he?"

You tilted your cup towards Jax, "over there, in the middle of a conversation."

The slimy smile was back, "he should be over here with you, if I was your man I'd never leave you to sit all by yourself."

You shook your head, "I'm not by myself, I was having a nice conversation before you came over." Jax watched you from afar, seeing your increasingly annoyed facial expression. When you shifted so you could get up quickly if you needed to, Jax came over.

He put his arms over you, turning to the man with a nasty smile, "everything ok here Darlin?"

You smiled, pressing a kiss to his cheek, "all good, this person was just telling me that he'd make a better boyfriend than you."

Jax scoffed, "really? I don't know, I don't think he could take you stealing all his clothes." The man looked you over and went pale, he hadn't seen you were wearing a sons T-shirt.

"Sorry, Jax. She wasn't acting like she had a guy with the way she was talking to our prospect."

Jax swallowed and turned to the young man, "was she flirting with you or just being nice?" The prospect looked at the Arizona man, then back at Jax, his face hard. He clearly didn't like the guy.

"She was just being nice. I brew beer at home, she was just telling me how the ancient Egyptians did it."

Jax smiled, "she's smart, that's for sure." His arm moved to your torso and he pulled you off the chair, "come on Darlin, Happy's been meaning to ask you about a birthday gift for his aunt."

Jax didn't look back at the other member and directed you to the couch in a quiet corner of the Clubhouse where Happy and Juice were sitting. "Sorry, about that y/n. That dude's an asshole."

****

It was getting late, Happy had left with a skip in his step to buy a gramophone for his aunt and Juice had run off with one of the girls from CaraCara. You were sitting on the couch, laying half on top of Jax with your legs out along the cushions, "I kid you not, this woman was screaming at Linda because she put one pump of caramel in her coffee instead of two, it was insane."

Jax laughed, "poor Linda, that woman is a saint." You smiled and leaned in to kiss him, Jax returned the kiss in earnest, pulling you into his lap with his hands on your hips.

You looked around, the Clubhouse was mostly empty with most people either asleep on various surfaces or gone home someone. As the kiss got more heated, you leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Jax, skirt."

He looked down, "I can see that."

His thumbs stroked your skin just under the hem and you, positioned yourself over his crotch. Jax grunted softly as you wiggled your hips over him, the movement wouldn't have been obvious to anyone looking at you from afar.

You bent at the waist and Jax pushed himself up on his elbows to meet you halfway, "your lips taste like strawberries."

You giggled, "that would be my strawberry lip balm, Jackson."

He smiled against your skin, "you look really good in my clothes."

You returned his smile, "that's why I wear them."

There was a tingle at the back of your neck, you turned your head and saw the man from early that night and another man from Azornia watching you and Jax, "nine o'clock, we have an audience.

Jax followed your directions, "let them watch, they can't see anything."

You moved your hips more, gasping as the hardness under you became clearer. "That's it Darlin." His hand slid up your thighs, his fingertips grazing the edge of your panties.

You looked over at the men again, who were watching with rapt attention, "shall we take this somewhere more private?"

Jax glanced back at them, suddenly overcome with a possessive heat, "yeah, I think we should." You stood up and grabbed Jax's hand, pulling him up with you.

You walked by the men, stopping in front of them. "You don't get the privilege of watching but we're going to the dorm, so you're more than welcome to listen at the door."

Jax's smile was almost sadistic, "don't be like that y/n, it's not his fault he's an idiot."

You slapped his chest, "now now my love, that's no way to talk to a fellow member. He's not an idiot, just clueless about women."

Jax pulled you away with a giggle, walking to his old dorm hand in hand with you. When you got there, Jax closed the door behind you and put gentle pressure on your shoulders, "did they follow?"

You paused halfway down to your knees and listened carefully, "no, I can't hear anyone."

Jax smiled down at you, his fingers drifting your cheek. "you're so smart, it makes it even sweeter when you're on your knees for me."

You shook your head with a laugh as you reached for his belt, "oh Jackson, you really are very uncivilised." He ran his thumb over your lower lip and you sucked it into your mouth, Jax's gaze darkening.

He pulled his shirt off and tossed it in a corner, his arms flexing as he moved. You removed his belt and pulled his pants down, freeing his cock then stroked it to full hardness. "I'll tap your hip if I need to break, other than that, have fun." Jax grinned and you leaned in and kissed the head of his cock, then ran your tongue up and down the shaft.

"Come on Darlin, stop teasing." You smiled and slid your mouth down his cock, Jax's head falling back against the door, "yeah, just like that." Jax's hands wound into your hair and he started moving his hips slowly, pausing each time he went deeper to let you adjust.

"Ah fuck, you're so good at that." One of Jax's hands left your head to lovingly rub the place where your neck met your shoulder. He was grunting and groaning, telling you how good you were doing and how good you were making him feel.

After a while, you felt him tap your cheek and you pulled him further into your mouth, Jax gave one last grunt before thrusting as far as he could and coming down your throat.

You kissed up his body, landing on his lips, "thank you."

His eyes close and a hand landed on your cheek, holding it firmly while he kissed your neck, "I keep telling you about that."

You smirked, "I am not allowed to say thank you for something I enjoyed?"

Jax spun around, grabbing onto your hands and walking you to the bed, "I can't understand why you get so upset that I'm being grateful."

Jax shoved you down on the bed, "I'm not upset that you're being grateful, I'm upset that you seem to enjoy winding me up."

You laughed, "well, Jax, that's your fault for being so easy to wind up."

He gasped in fake indignation and flipped you over into your belly, pulling your skirt off. You flipped back over, laughing as you scurried up the bed to prop yourself up on the pillows.

Jax climbed over you, hovering on his elbows. You hooked a finger under his chin and pulled him down for a kiss, just a quick peck, "I love you."

Jax smiled against your lips, "I love you too." He pushed himself up again, grabbing the bow in your shirt.

"I'll be taking this back." You untied the T-shirt and pulled it over your head, Jax's eyes raking over your skin and landing on your breasts, "God I love your tits." He leaned down, kissing your chest before reaching behind you and removing your bra.

"Jackson, you have seen them a hundred times, boobs are boobs."

He sucked a mark into your skin, "well, I'm just being grateful that you want me to see them."

You tilted your head, "I want you to do more than looking at them Jax."

He smirked and his lips wrapped around your nipple. You laid back on the pillows slowly, getting comfortable. When your breath hitched, he swapped to the other nipple, his finger coming to rub the one that was just in his mouth.

You laced a hand into his hair and pushed his head down, he looked up at you, "I get the message." His teeth were grazing your skin as he made his way to your core.

His fingers met the waistband of your panties and he looked up at you, you gave him a smile and a nod and he pulled them off, his fingers coming up the run through your slit.

"Fuck you're wet, is this just from sucking my dick?"

You ruffled his hair, "what do you think?" He smiled and his teeth met your hip while his fingers rubbed you softly.

He kissed a path across your skin, landing at your centre, "can I?"

You rolled your eyes, "I don't know, can you?" Jax bopped your hip and raised his eyebrows, "well you ask a silly question you get a silly answer." You couldn't finish without a giggle, Jax's head falling against your skin in an effort to contain himself.

"You are such a brat."

Your hand stroked his cheek, "I know." He kissed your mound and then sucked your clit into his mouth while he slid two fingers inside you, "shit."

Jax chuckled, "I know."

He always went down on you like it was the last thing he was going to do, listening carefully for every gasp and whimper. His fingers crocked upwards and rubbed your G-spot, his free hand lifting one of your legs off the bed to place it over his shoulder.

"Jax, I'm close." He didn't stop, doubling down on his movements, and then you were arching off the bed. "Fuck." He chucked again, kissing up your skin to your lips.

He climbed on top of you, kissing your lips and cradling your head in his hands. One of his hands went to grip his cock, placing it at your entrance, "may I?"

You nodded, "you ma….." The reply caught in your throat as he slid inside you.

"Fucking shit you're tight." His head fell against your shoulder as he started to move, the pace was gentle and slow at first, ramping up till you were shifting up the bed with each thrust.

"Oh my God Jax, please don't stop."

He kissed you, his lips pressing firmly into yours, "wasn't planning on it Darlin." You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him closer to you.

"Jax, I'm.."

He grunted, "I know, me too." He shifted his hand to rub your clit, "come on, I'm right behind you." The moment the words left his mouth, you were contracting around him. Jax let out a groan and you felt him pulse inside you.

His forehead fell against yours, "you good?" You nodded and he rolled off you, pulling you into his arms.

"Hey Jax?"

He brushed your hair off your face, "yeah?"

"Thank you."

Fin

I hope everyone liked this. Please comment if the urge strikes you, I hoard your comments like dragon hoarding gold and they really keep me going.

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Lint and Gunpowder Part 2

Part 1 a drabble request by @yourwinchesterbros. @withmyteeth your reblog gave me a brain worm.

Can be read as a The Reaper and The Death Angel one-shot or as a stand alone.

Contains: Fluff, smut (Dom Jax, gunplay and knife in the form of maintenance, fingering, P in V, praise kink, competency kink.)

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Jax wants you to clean his gun but there's a catch.

You took off, dodging his arms as you rounded the corner. When he caught you, he laughed, "you wait here, I'm gonna clean that glock and if you move before I get back, you'll regret it."

Jax returned far soon than you thought, in fact, it was only a few moments after he left, and he was back with his Glock, his knife, his sidearm and a box full of supplies. "I changed my mind, if you're so good at it, I want to see you do it."

You smiled, "alright, what's the catch, there's always a catch with you."

Jax smirked, "I want to see how well you work under pressure."

You rolled your eyes at him, "you know I'm great under pressure, what are you going on about?" The look on his face told you all you needed to know, "you are insufferable, what are your terms for this bet?"

Jax stepped closer to you, "I know how clean you keep your guns and how sharp you keep your knife, you're better at it than me, so you have to do your best work while I'm doing mine."

You stuck your hand out, "you're on Teller."

You sat down at the table, Jax standing behind you. "What do you want me to start with first?"

Jax leaned over and placed the wet sharpening block in front of you, "the knife please."

You ran the K-bar over the flat of your thumb to test its sharpness, "this won't take long." When you started, Jax's lips met your neck, his beard scratching your skin. It wasn't distracting, in fact, the background sensation of his warm hands on your body was pleasant.

Jax's eyes were stuck on your hands as you pushed the knife back and forth along the block, picking it up occasionally to test how it was sharpening. When you were satisfied, you flipped the knife and worked on the other side, then flipped the block over to polish the blade and sand away any burrs. Once you were happy with it, you dipped the knife in the tub of water Jax had bought, then wiped it dry.

"Do you trust me?" Jax nodded and you took his forearm before shaving the hair off it like something out of an infomercial, "it better be this sharp from now on." Jax nodded and stood up, putting his hand out for you to follow, "that's one down." He started to remove your clothes, "I thought you wanted me to clean your guns?"

Jax smirked, "you're going to, but I need more access so our bet can keep going."

He sat down in your chair then pulled you into his lap, "get back to it little girl." You picked up the Glock, going through the safety again before taking it apart to clean it, Jax's plans of slowly teasing you until you were too desperate to finish your task were failing as he watched you start the maintenance.

His hands drifted over your stomach as you picked up the cotton pads but it was the look of concentration on your face that was making it hard (in more than one way) for him. As you started to reassemble it, he slid his hand inside your panties, he smiled at the slight quake in your hands as his fingers found your clit.

"You're doing so good, it would have taken me twice as long to get that done." His lips were pressed right to your ear as he slid two fingers inside you when you started to clean his sidearm. He smiled as your hands slowed, the building orgasm making it hard to concentrate as he pressed his fingertips to your G-spot. "You can stop you know, I can clean it later and you've done so good so far."

You turned your head and kissed him hard, "not in a million years." You returned to the gun, focusing on every little detail to avoid caving to Jax's skilled fingers.

Jax teeth nibbling your ear was the last straw and you put the gun down to grip the edge of the table as you came. "I win."

You shook your head, "I'm not stopping." You picked up the gun again and picked up right where you left off. Jax moaned against your skin, his head lulling on your upper back as he was overwhelmed with desire.

He removed his fingers and tapped your hip for you to lift yourself up so he could open his jeans enough for him to free his cock, then he was sliding inside you, still watching you work over your shoulder, "you're such a good girl. I can't do it this well on a full night's sleep but you're still going, I'm so proud." You turned and kissed him but Jax could still feel your hands moving, the realisation that you could do it without looking was flinging him towards bliss so fast his ego as taking a hit.

He was distracted by a soft tap and then you smiled against his lips, "I'm done."

Jax's head fell on your back as his hips sped up, "holy fuck that was so hot." You giggled as you reached the edge again, Jax's desire was so painfully clear that it made you feel like you were the only woman on the planet. Your chest fell against the table as you squeezed him, Jax following you to press his back to your chest while he chased his own high.

Jax grunted like an animal when he came, spraying your insides with soft kisses to your crow. "That was fun."

You giggled, "hell yeah it was, you got off and I did your chores for you."

Jax slipped out of you and turned you around in his lap, rubbing your nose with his, "you're acting like you didn't get something out of it."

You kissed him through a smile, "I did get a lot out of it. I'm just saying, I think you've got a kink for me being better at shit than you Mr Teller."

He smiled, big and wide like a man who knew he was the best at everything he did, "yep, I totally do and I'm not ashamed. I'm going to be bragging about this for years to come."

You shook your head, "you really are very noble."

Jax kissed you again, "next time, I want to do this while you fix up your car."

You stood up, giving your hand to Jax to take him with you, "why not."

Fin

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spaghettificationandpretzels · 2 years

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Loving your Alphabet prompt request list!

Could I pretty please request (Y) for Jax Teller? ♥️

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Yearning

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What’s something they need from a person?

"You're doing fine Jax, stop worrying." Jax cast his gaze at you, "how can you say that, shit's falling apart?" You smiled and put a hand on your shoulder, "because I know you and I know what you've had to deal with. Considering everything, you are making a lot of progress." Jax went to reply, "nope Teller, I don't want to hear it, you are a better President than Clay will ever be so stop getting down on yourself or I'm going to have to do something about it."

"Oh really darlin, what's that?" You smiled, "umm, I'll shave your head in the middle of the night. Yep, I'm gonna sneak into your bedroom and shave your head." Jax giggled, his face confused, "we sleep in the same bed gorgeous." You huffed, "well that doesn't have the same kick as me sneaking into my own bedroom, just go with it Teller, I'm try to praise you."

Jax's eyebrows went up, "say nothing Teller, I swear to God you are so inappropriate." Jax smiled and pulled you into his arms, pressing a kiss to your lips, "only with you darlin." You shook your head as he kissed you again, "this isn't over, I will get you to realise you're improving things."

"I don't doubt you for a second."

Fin

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(Sorry for the late submission 😭) but I would LOVE #8 with the one and only Ms. Lyla Winston!

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Toffee and Rum Raisin

Contains: Fluff

1.0K words

Money can't buy happiness, but it can buy Ice cream and that’s basically the same thing.' - Unknown

"What are you going here?"

You sighed, "It's so hot, the AC at went died and I know for sure it would still be running here."

Lyla chuckled, "It is. I'm editing so I could use the company anyway."

She walked you through the set and into the editing studio before waving at the couch for you to sit, "What's on the agenda today?"

Lyla smiled, "Custom video, a guy who's really into cake and sprinkles. No nudity so I don't get to see you all flustered."

You shook your head, "Hey, the only T and A I want to see is yours. It's different for you because it's your job, our roads are paved because of your excellent production skills."

Lyla shot you a look, "You're laying it on thick, what do you want?"

You shook your head, "I told you what I wanted, I want to hang in the cool with you."

Lyla tapped the seat next to her, "Well come and make yourself useful and help me. I'll show you how to edit the sound so the background noise is gone."

You huffed, "I thought I was helping by sitting here and looking pretty." Nevertheless, you did as she asked and sat beside her.

Lyla moved in close enough that your arms touched as she showed you how to isolate the audio for the film, it seemed easy enough and after twenty minutes of you asking every question you could think of, you were well on your way to helping her get the video up, "I'm surprised you trust me with this."

She smiled, "I keep telling you that you should come and work with me, you'd be good at this."

You shook your head, "I love my job." You paused, "But if it wasn't there I would be here in a heartbeat."

"That's good to know. How are you doing over there?" You noticed she had stopped taking glances at your screen after a while.

You pointed at the progress bar, "I'm further along than you. I've got a few more things to remove here before I go onto the next scene."

Lyla sighed, "Wow you're fast, are you sure you haven't done this before?"

You nodded, "Yep, positive. I just have a great teacher."

Lyla leaned over and pecked your cheek, "You're too sweet to me."

****

One video turned into two, which turned into six and by the time the sun was setting, you and Lyla had gotten enough done that she could take the weekend off, "I'm impressed, you're really good at that."

You sighed, "I did enjoy it." She opened her mouth to speak but you stopped her, "But I'm going back to my day job, if I have to listen to the same lines over and over again, day in and day out, I will go nuts.

Lyla smiled, "Ok them, what do you want to do?"

You tapped your pocket, "I have ten bucks in my pocket and a craving for ice cream, you wanna come with?"

She nodded, "Hell yeah."

You hopped in her car and she drove you to the park where they had the best ice cream stand in all of Charming, with its blue and white pinstripes and big twisty ice cream cone sign. You could hear the milk bar music from the speakers as you walked closer. There was a flash of little legs and blond hair as a child ran up to you, "Auntie, auntie, are you here for the picnic?"

You could see Jax and his wife waving from the distance and Abel pointed over to the stand, "Can we get ice cream?"

Lyla shook her head and pointed to his shirt, "I think I can already see some chocolate ice cream on your shirt, little man, I don't think your mummy and daddy would like it if you had any more."

Abel seemed unfazed, "Ok, but are you here for the picnic?"

You sighed, "Well, Auntie Lyla and I are going to get ourselves some ice cream and them we'll see if we have time, is that alright?"

He nodded, "Yes ok." With that, he was off again, running back towards his mother and father on the grass.

You chuckled, "He is such a cute kid."

"I know right." She nodded towards the stand, "What do you want my dear?"

"The usual, Toffee in a cup with caramel sauce and chocolate shavings." You took her hand with a smile, "I think I know what you're going to get."

She rolled her eyes lovingly, "Yeah, and what is that?"

You held back a smile, "Rum and raisin because you're a little old man inside."

Lyla elbowed your rib, "I am not an old man, it just tastes good."

You walked up to the stand hand in hand and ordered before sitting down at the picnic tables, "We're going to have to go over there and sit with Jax for a while."

You sighed, "I know, it's just we see them every day. It would be nice to have some time to ourselves."

Lyla chuckled, "It will hurt his little feelings. Plus, we're Abel's favourite aunts anyway and I don't want to lose my spot."

"Alright." You pointed to her ice cream, "It looks so boring, you didn't even get toppings."

She blinked and took her spoon before taking some from the scoop and holding it in front of your face, "Just try some."

You gave it a sniff, the cold dessert giving only sweetness then leaned in and ate it, "So?"

You shook your head, "Nope, it tastes like creamy rum. If I wanted to relive my twenties I do it in style and drink whiskey."

Lyla huffed, "I find it hard to believe you got drunk in your twenties."

You held back a giggle, "Hey, there were many nights where I was three sheets to the wind singing the backstreet boys out of a car window."

"I bet that was a sight to see." There was such fondness in her eyes, "Jax is waving us over, we better go and say hello."

You nodded, "Alright, but when we got home, I digging up some photos I have of me on Bourbon Street on mardi gras. You'll see, I was wild."

Lyla grinned, "I can't wait."

Fin

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Trapped

This can be read as part of The Reaper and The Death Angel series or as a stand alone.

Contains: Fluff, trapped in an elevator, small town politics, mild Cleithrophobia (the fear of being trapped), smut (oral sex F receiving, fingering, P in V, semi-public sex, praise kink, naked woman/clothed man)

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You and Jax get trapped in an elevator, and Jax distracts you from your anxiety.

"Why do we have to do this?"

You shook your head, "because Oswald needs to be mayor and if we don't make him look like a baby kissing, town folk loving, magnanimous, good old boy Hale's going to win and we'll all be living in butter boxes on a major highway."

Jax huffed, "Hale isn't going to win, everyone hates him and no one wants to live in his developments. You know the Club doesn't give a shit about politics, Clay just wants his old buddy in charge."

"Jackson, my job is state funded. I've gotten very good at flesh pressing and sucking up to get what I want. All we have to do is bring our small and easily fixable concerns to Oswald, he gets his men to repair them and he looks good. It will take half an hour, max."

Jax pressed the elevator button, "whatever you say Darlin, but you owe me." The elevator started moving, going on its slow rise up to Oswald's third floor office. Then the power went out.

You turned your phone flash flight on and Jax did the same, "Fuck, it's it just the building or are we in the middle of a blackout?"

Jax shrugged, "I don't know, use the call button."

You pressed the key with the phone on it and waited, "hello, how can I help you?" The voice was a little crackly, "we're stuck in the elevator of the Oswald construction head office, I think we're between floors."

You waved Jax over to the doors and helped him pull them apart, only to be greeted by concrete walls, "yep, we're stuck." There was the sound of keys clicking over the line.

"Sorry about that, it looks like a power grid issue and half the town is without power. You're going to have to call the fire department." Jax was already on his phone when you turned around and he didn't sound happy.

"The outage was caused by a car wreck, which our tiny fire house is dealing with now. They said it will be another two hours at least."

You threw your hands up in the air, "great, we're trapped." You started to pace and Jax put his hands on your shoulders.

"You doing ok?" His voice was soft and gentle.

"I feel like a rat in a cage, you know if a fire breaks out we're screwed."

Jax lifted one hand to cup your face, "there's no power and the fire department cut the grid, how is a fire going to break out?"

You shrugged, "candle?"

Jax shook his head lovingly, "it's the middle of the day and this building is mostly windows, no one's going to be lighting any candles. Plus, you were the one who told me fire suppression systems don't need grid power."

You nodded, "you're right."

He smiled and rubbed his thumb over your cheek, "I'm guessing you also have water and snacks in your bag too?"

You chuckled, "of course I do." You could see him smile through the darkness.

"Maybe I can distract you another way, we have at least two hours?"

You bumped your nose with his, "what do you have in mind?" He leaned down and kissed you, backing you up against one of the walls.

"Just relax, I'll look after you." He kissed your neck softly while one of his hands cradled your head. The fingers of his other hand grazed the buttons on your top, popping them open and stroking the skin underneath. You shifted and pulled him into a kiss, Jax quickly taking over.

His hand was slowly moving towards your pants, his fingers touching each bit of new skin revealed as he opened your top. You let the shirt fall off your shoulders, and Jax eyes met your covered breasts. His hand left your face and removed your bra, his lips leaving your neck and moving to your nipple.

His fingers ran over the waist of your jeans and you nodded, Jax rushing to open them and sliding his hand inside. He touched you over your panties, his fingers rubbing gently while his lips were focused on your breasts.

"More please." You felt him smile against you and his hand went inside your underpants.

"I can do that." He kissed back up your chest and his lips landed on yours. He collected wetness from your entrance and used it to rub your clit, your knees twitched with the wave of warmth that came over you.

You leaned back and placed your hand on his chest to brace yourself so you could take your shoes off before pulling your jeans and panties off. Your hands ran under his shirt over his bare chest as his hand went back to your core. "You're very wet from me."

You rolled your eyes, "I'd respond but that would only inflate your ego."

He laughed, then dropped to his knees, throwing one of your legs over his shoulder. "Are your knees ok?"

He chuckled, "they're fine sweet girl, this is about you remember?" Your head fell back against the wall as his lips met your centre, he started off with small kitten licks before sucking your clit in his mouth and sliding two of his thick fingers inside you.

Your hands pushed his head closer to you, Jax chuckling against your skin. He replaced his mouth with his thumb to kiss your thigh, "I'm going to look after you, don't worry."

His mouth went back to your clit and his fingers crooked upwards to rub your G-spot, "Jax, I want more."

He let out another chuckle as he lifted his head a second time, "you gotta cum for me first."

You grunted in frustration, "you don't need to be so attentive."

He grunted and pulled away again, "we've talked about the y/n, I only have fun if you have fun."

He smiled when you relaxed into his touch, "good girl." He went back to his task in earnest, paying careful attention to your body as he went on. He felt you fluttered around him and double his efforts, coasting you over the peak with practised ease. You slumped against the wall, Jax being the only thing keeping you on your feet.

He kissed back up your body, wiping his face with his hand then wiping his hand on his jeans, "you good."

You nodded, "I'm good."

He kissed your neck, his beard tickling your skin, "you still want more." You reached out and opened his zipper in answer.

"Ok Darlin, I get the message." You freed his cock and he shoved his pants down just far enough to be comfortable for both of you. He lifted one of your legs over his hip and braced his weight with one hand on the wall behind you.

He buried his head in the crook of your neck and stepped between your legs, rubbing his cock along your folds. "Please." You gasped as he slid inside you, Jax's other hand coming to the wall as well so he didn't fall over with the rush of pleasure.

"You good?"

His voice was tight, "yep." He smiled against your skin, wrapped his arm around your body and started thrusting into you.

"Fuck you're tight." You moaned when his fingers brushed your clit, Jax was grunting in your ear with each thrust. He reached his stride and you relaxed him to his arms, "good girl, I told you I'd look after you." His cock was brushing your G-spot with each pass, you barely had time to whimper out a warning before you were cumming around him.

"That's it, give me one more."

You groan, "I…."

He kissed you hard "yes you can, come on." His fingers moving expertly over your clit, your hand moved to grip his arm and he could feel your fingernails press into his skin. With one last grunt, he came inside you, his hand rubbing back and forth over your thigh.

He held you up as you caught your breath, kissing your face and running his hands over your body. When you could stand on your own feet he stepped back, brushed your hair out of your face, retrieved your clothes and helped you dress yourself.

Jax went to your bag and got the water bottle out, passing it to you before taking a sip himself. "Can you get the multitool out of the front pocket, please?"

He seemed confused but got it anyway, "why?"

You waved it towards the ceiling, "because it's going to stink like sex when the doors open so I'm going to open the hatch to let some fresh air in."

Jax shook his head, "let me do it, you can't reach."

You slapped his chest softly, "you're insufferable."

He laughed and unscrewed the hatch, a breeze of fresh cool air coming from the opening. "You want a snack?" You nodded and he got a bar out of your bag, breaking it in half and handed a bit to you.

"There are chocolate chips in this."

You nodded, "yes, fibre doesn't have to be boring Jackson."

He chuckled and slid down the wall dragging you down with him, "I love you."

"I love you too."

****

The fire department were there within two hours, getting the elevator moving and the door open. When the doors opened, you were resting comfortably in Jax's arms. He grabbed your hand and stood up, throwing an arm over your shoulder and walking out of the elevator with you.

"Are you done with politics now?"

You shook your head, "no, we'll be back here next time we both have free days and we'll take the stairs this time."

He laughed and pressed a kiss to the side of your face, "I love you, your dork."

"I love you too Jackson."

Fin

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The Reaper and the Death Angel Part 21

Part 20

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Contains: Fluff. Smut (oral sex F receiving, fingers, P in V, CONSENT, mild size kink) Major angst, major character death, sadness. Follows the plot of season 1 episode 12.

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Is this the beginning of the end?

"Tiny humans and their parents at the door for you." You had spent the morning planning the day for Kenny and Ellie, other departments were happy to let you have full reign and let the kids participate in activities and help with various jobs.

"Thank you Travis, I'll be there right away." You got up, leaving your door open and went to the Lab's entrance to welcome them in.

"Hello, welcome to the Nothern California science and natural history museum. You guys get the fancy tour today while your parents do boring adult stuff. If you go inside, the second biggest office is mine, I'll be there after talking to your parents, cool?" They both nodded and ran in.

"Thank you for doing this, I was a little surprised when Ope mentioned your offer."

You waved your hand at Donna, "don't worry about it, the sole goal of these tours is to make more scientists. You'll be hearing about fossils for the next week without a break."

Opie laughed, "she's not lying, she showed something to Juice and now he has a rock collection."

Donna smiled and wrapped an arm around her husband, "we should get going, thank you again for doing all of this."

With one last friendly wave, they left.

You walked into your office, Ellie was looking intently over the small terrarium on your desk while Kenny looked over the mummy in a case in the middle of the room.

"Is this real?"

He sounded so curious, "Yep. This guy was the royal advisor of one of the pharaohs. It was actually the first mummy I worked on, when I started working here, the museum he was in sent him here as a thank you." His smile got big and Ellie went over to have a look.

"That's so cool."

Ellie tapped on her brother's shoulder and pointed to the terrarium, "is that funny flower looking thing a bug?" She didn't sound scared or grossed out.

"Yes, it's Hymenopus coronatus or the orchid mantis. Her name is Lilly." They both run over, Ellie pointing to the insect in the corner of the tank.

"Are they hard to look after?"

She had that tone of a child who wanted a pet, "a little, if you like praying mantises there are so many you can keep. I can show you when we go to the insect department if you like?" she nodded like a bobblehead, already half-way to the door.

The day had barely started and they were already ready to take something home.

****

"I know it's tough Donna, but I earn with the Club. I'm not your dad or your brother, I can't chop wood from six to six." They were sitting in a nice cafe at the outside table, the sun gently beating against the umbrella over their heads.

"You went to prison for five years for these guys and they haven't changed, what makes you think this time will be any different? I don't want you inside again." Opie thought about his answer.

"Things are changing Donna, Jax and the other guys want out of everything that's hurting us. Clay's hands are failing, it won't be long before Jax takes over." She didn't look convinced.

"I don't know if I can wait that long Ope. We have kids, they can't see you go back to jail." Opie knew she was right.

"They won't, ATF are going after dirt that doesn't exist. I promise Donna, nothing is going to happen to us."

****

"This soil is from just off the coast of the fertile crescent which is also called the cradle of civilisation. If you look at in under the microscope you can see all the cools things that make this dirt so special." The kids took turns and you could see the questions swirling in the minds

"Why are soils so different from place to place?"

You shot Kenny a smile, "that's a great question, it's because the soil is formed in different conditions. Soil is just stuff that's super-duper broken down and when that stuff is different, say oak leaves vs banana leaves, so is the soil"

Ellie looked up from the microscope, "what's the best soil?"

You ran over to grab a jar of black dirt, "this one, it's volcanic soil which grows some of the best and most expensive produce in the world. If you've ever had super fancy pizza, that's where the tomatoes for the sauce are grown." Their eyes went wide.

"Do you have that at the restaurant?"

You nodded, "can I have a slice for lunch?" H

e sounded so excited, "of course, our restaurant is really fancy, we have lots of authentic food."

"Shall we go see the bugs now?"

****

"I'm thinking about helping Gemma out with Abel's party. I'm hope you're right about all this Opie because I'm here and I'm going to stand by you." Opie breathed a sigh of relief, everyone was right when they told him Donna would come around.

"You have no idea how much that means to me to hear you say that. I promise I'm going to give you a wonderful life and once everything with the Club is sorted out, we'll never have to worry about money again."

****

"I think this would be the best one for you Phyllocrania paradoxa or the ghost mantis, they're pretty easy to take care of and they look super cool." They looked in the tank as the mantis moved like a leaf.

"What do they eat?"

You leaned over to pick up a jar of insects, "the little ones eat these tiny flies but the big ones eat lots of stuff." That fact didn't seem to worry either of them.

"Do you think mum and dad will let us keep one?"

You shrugged, "I'm not sure, we do have a program here where the museum will provide everything and even pay you a small amount as long as you log all your care. Maybe that will get them over the line but they still have the final say."

Their eyes went wide, it was clear that the moment you were out of earshot, they were going to plan a way to convince their parents to let them keep one.

"Lunch?" The bugs were forgotten and you and the kids wandered off to the cafe.

After a quick walk you arrived at the nice cafe on the second floor, "I get the employee discount so go crazy."

They looked over the menus, "I still want the fancy pizza."

While Kenny's mind was made up, Ellie was still deciding, "what's white cut chicken?"

"It's so so good, it's chicken that's been poached in some spices."

Ellie seemed interested, "can I get that?" You nodded and waved over the waiter.

"We'll get one traditional pizza, share size. White cut chicken, share size. and a greek salad, medium. Also, water and share plates, thank you." The waiter ran off and fifteen minutes later, the food was ready.

The food was good and the kids seemed to be enjoying themselves, "what are we doing after lunch?"

Kenny was starting to sound tired, "well I thought we could go to the cake shop near the world history exhibit and get dessert?"

****

"The kids aren't home we have the house to ourselves."

Donna stood up on tippy toes and kissed her husband, "I like the sound of that, if we go home now, we'll have plenty of time before we pick up the kids. I'm sure y/n wouldn't mind us being a little late."

****

"I think we're done for the day don't you?" They both yawned, it was late in the afternoon by the time you were done with all the activities. You had texted Donna and said that they could come and pick their kids up whenever. When they got to the lab, Kenny was asleep on the couch in your office and Ellie was halfway there, intent on finding a way to convince her parents to let her take a praying mantis home.

"I think they had fun today, but I may have unintentionally planted a seed and now they both want to keep a mantis as a pet. The museum will provide everything, plus money for the lights and around $20 every month you have the insect as well as $2.50 for every correct log. Is that something you would consider? They are very easy to look after."

Donna and Opie looked at each other and she smiled, "I guess Opie was right, if they can look after it by themselves, then I don't have a problem with it.

Opie shrugged his shoulders and nodded, "why not."

"Ok, you go break the news and I'll run to the Entomology department to get everything."

Kenny was rubbing his eyes, half asleep when you returned with the supplies, but they were both clearly excited. You placed the supplies on the desk and presented an eager Ellie the baby mantis, "you'll have to come up with a name."

You sat down with the kids and their parents to explain everything, by the time you were done, everyone was excited about their new project. Opie even took pictures to show the guys. You wished them well and they left with their arms full of items. Jax would be so happy to hear how the day went.

When you returned home, Jax was there, having a very worried conversation with Sam, "ummm, what's wrong?"

Jax stood up, walked up to you and put both his hands on your shoulder, "have ATF been around you at all today?"

You shook your head, "no, I spent the whole day with Kenny and Ellie. Plus, Holt barred them from coming in to talk to me about Club matters. What is going on Jackson?" He took a deep breath.

"Luann's been arrested. It looks like ATF is using RICO."

You were stunned, "so they arrested Luann, for what?"

Jax shrugged, "some bullshit drug charge." Stahls' thought process occurred to you in a wave of anger.

"She's using Luanne to get to Otto, if he doesn't know it's a RICO case, he'll give them something small that can't be prosecuted. What a terrible woman."

Jax nodded, "that's what we thought, Unser's getting me into the station to let her know. She'll tell Otto tomorrow; Stahl's letting them see each other."

You rubbed your face, "I think that's your best bet. There's something else, isn't there?"

Jax's head fell, "Clay's getting Opie to do Hefner." You walked over to the table and sat down next to Sam, Jax then sat next to you.

"All you can do is be there in case something goes wrong, will it be just you and Ope?"

Jax shook his head, "no, Bobby will be there too."

You put a hand on Jax's leg, "maybe we can get you, Ope and Sam to do it instead? I'm sure Clay won't balk at that."

Sam sighed, "I tried that, he wants me doing something else."

You stood up, walking over to the kitchen to look in the fridge, "I'll put in dinner, and we'll see if we can come up with some way to make sure this doesn't cause more problems."

****

Dinner netted no ideas, you had all settled on the best bet being Jax to go with them like he had planned. Jax left to talk to Luann, you and Sam had ordered a crib for when Abel and Jax stayed with you, so the two of you were in your room putting it together.

"You know if this goes wrong and ATF gets wind Ope going to be the first person Clay blames?" Sam was paying attention to putting the crib legs together but he nodded anyway.

"Yeah, I know. I have a terrible feeling that this is going to end bad." You built the rest of the crib in silence, you were worried that if you kept talking about it, the tenuous hold of your opinion on Clay would slip.

Jax returned late that night, looking tired, "what's this Darlin?" You got off the bed and gave him a quick peck, "I figured Abel would be staying here a fair bit and I thought having a crib here would make everyone's lives easier."

He smiled down at you, "I swear women, you're a saint."

You giggled and he walked away to have a shower before bed. You called after him as he went into the bathroom, "I'm about as far from sainthood as it comes my love."

He came out soon after, drying his hair on a towel. You were about to comment on his bare chest, still slightly damp but you were stopped by a yawn.

"Bed?" You nodded and Jax climbed into bed, pulling you into him so you were nestled into his side.

"Good night y/n, I love you." You popped up to kiss the tip of his nose.

"Good night Beloved."

****

When Jax woke up, you were already gone and there was a note on his bedside table.

Good morning beloved,

I've been called into work, something about ATF being pissed off at Holt and me, I'll be home at the normal time. Good luck today with everything, my thoughts are always with you.

All my love

y/n

Jax smiled to himself, there was something about facing the day when you were thinking of him that made it much better. He got up, ready to deal with the shit that Clay had forced them into. He had a few hours before the hit would happen, and he wasn't going to spend it worrying.

Sam was a the table when he came down, he slid a bowl in front of Jax without sparing him a glance, "I need to talk to you about a few things so you're going to sit there and listen, do you understand me?" Jax was taken aback but nodded.

"I know you love my sister, I can see it every time you look at her. But you're making a huge mistake not listening to her about Clay and Tig. She knows most people better than they know themselves, and she doesn't think highly of them. If they become a risk to you or me, or worse Abel, she will kill them and no one will suspect her, not even you. But, she's loves you as well, and if you tell her you've got it handled she'll leave it be."

Jax realised that a long time ago, somewhere between all the times he had watched you killed and when you held Abel that if anyone was a risk to his safety, they were dead.

"I know man, it scares me sometimes. I'll talk to her about it, she's never treated me like I couldn't handle my business but I get the feeling that it won't matter when it comes to the people she loves." Sam nodded.

"I'm glad you're finally getting it. My sister loves you, as long as you're together, you've got someone in your corner who will tear someone limb from limb to make you happy. Don't take that for granted." He realised what Sam was really saying was don't take my sister for granted. Jax promised himself the day you told him you loved him that he would spend the rest of his life making sure you knew how much he appreciated you.

****

Jax was waiting for Opie by the garage, once this hit was done they could deal with ATF and go back to the way life used to be. Opie turned up, looking well-rested and ready to go.

"Sleep well?"

Opie nodded, "yeah, your old lady was right, Donna came around ,the kids are happy. Everything's good." Jax smiled, he was beyond happy that his best friend had his life back on track.

"Well then, let's get this done.

****

You had arrived at the Clubhouse in the afternoon after work, hoping to see Jax before going back for the night shift you had been forced to do.

"Hello Darlin, what brings you by?"

You reached up and pecked the tip of his nose, "I wanted to see you." Jax smiled down at you, his hand moving to cup your face, "also, I've had to pick up a night shift so I'll be home at 5am tomorrow." He leaned in and kissed you, his plump lips soft against yours.

"Do you want to take a nap in the dorm?"

Something in his tone indicated he was suggesting more, "only if you're there too."

He sucked his bottom lip in his mouth, "sure Darlin."

You wandered to the dorm, Jax following close behind. When you got there, he closed the door behind you, looking less happy.

"What's wrong my love?"

He shook his head, "the hit went bad, Opie couldn't follow through."

You put a hand on his shoulder, "but it got done right?" He nodded.

"That's all that matters, did Clay tell you how the meeting with the Niners went?"

He gave a short nod, "yeah, apparently the Niners and the Mayans are good now, everyone's been pushing against the Aryans." You breathed a sigh of relief.

"At least that's a win, does that mean you have more business now?" He sat down on the bed, inviting you to sit on his lap, facing him.

"Yeah, they're fine with us selling to both of them. Can I run something by you?"

You nodded, "I think Clay was expecting the Niners to push back and pull something." You thought for a moment.

"I think you know your step-father, and I think you need to listen to what your instinct is telling you." Jax kissed you before tapping you to get off his lap. When you did, he got something out of the drawer.

"I've got something I want you to read."

He handed you the stack of papers and you looked it over, "your dad wrote this?"

He nodded, "ok, I'm a fast reader, I'll have my review by the time Abel gets home."

There was a knock at the door, "Jax you've got to hear this."

Juice sounded pretty happy, "yeah." The door opened and he stepped in.

"Otto just smashed Stahl's face in, ATF is gone."

You smiled at Juice, "what about Otto?"

He shot you a sad look, "what do you think." He left, closing the door behind him.

"Poor Otto, I'll have to go see him when he gets visitation back."

You yawned, and Jax pulled you into his arms while lying down, "you came in here for a nap, I'll wake you up in an hour so you can get ready to go back to work."

Sure enough, Jax was gently waking you in an hour and a half, "I sent Sam home to get you new scrubs so you could sleep a bit longer."

You reach up and put a tried hand on his face, "you are the best boyfriend ever."

He smiled at you, "I thought you were immune to my charm."

You press a fast, hard kiss to his lips, "you're insufferable Teller."

You got up slowly, Jax picking up your change of clothes, "here let me help." There was no lust in his eyes as he undressed and redressed you, his fingers drifting over your scars and tattoos.

His hand landed on the strange scar over your hip, "how did you get this one?"

You chuckled like you remembered a fond memory, "an IED went off and I had to crawl through a wadi to get to a guy who had lost his leg. Turns out hot metal really hurt when you cut yourself on it."

Jax pursued his lips and nodded, "you are such a badass, a sexy, smart, kind of scary badass. All of Abel's friends are going to be so jealous that he has such a cool mum."

You giggled, "hell yeah I'm going to be the cool mum, ask my brother how cool I was when we were kids." Jax smiled and then your words sunk in.

"I'm sorry you never got to be a kid."

You put both your hands on his face, "It's ok, it's got me here, didn't it?" Jax bent down and kissed you softly, his arms pulling you to him. When he pulled away, he was smiling again.

"Yeah it did, and I love you for who you are." You kissed him again, this one slightly heated.

"As much as I would like to stay and continue this, I have to go to work."

Jax shook his head, "I wish you didn't." you pressed your lips together in order to stop a giggle.

"Well, in the meantime. You should think about how you're going to collect on the bet I lost."

Jax smirked at you, all arrogance and charm, "oh, I can already think of a hundred ways for me to collect." He kissed you again and you parted his hand lingering in yours as you pulled away.

"I'm gunna stay at my place tonight, if you get off early will you come by?"

You nodded, "of course my love, it's only fair since you've spent so much time at my house." You walked out of the dorm, and after a quick search for Opie and a chat with the guys, you left.

You were halfway down the road when you saw the ATF vans, you pulled over and took about your phone, shooting a short text to Jax over anvil's encrypted messaging.

"ATF is on their way, there's lots of them."

You drove to work, hoping that this wasn't a sign of things to come.

****

You got to Jax's house at seven the following day, exhausted and hungry. Jax was already up, it looked like he hadn't slept. When you came in he looked at you like you were a breath of fresh air.

"What's wrong beloved?" he walked over and laid his hand on your shoulders.

"Bobby's been arrested and Opie was taken away by the feds, Clay and Tig think he's given everyone up." You stood there shocked.

"That's utterly absurd, Opie would never rat. They're probably just holding him for questioning. If the witness could only ID Bobby, they're going to try and get Ope too no matter what the evidence says. Has anyone spoken to you yet." Jax shook his head.

"I don't think they even knew I was there."

You sat down at the table, "Opie would never turn on the Club, I don't know what Clay's deal is but he's after blood." Jax sat down next to you, his hand falling over yours. You for a long moment before speaking.

"If you want to get him, Donna and the kids safe I can have them out of the state the moment he's out of holding. Billy won't ask any questions, he'll have new names and new lives within the day." Jax did his best to look neutral but his eyes were betraying the fact that he was considering it.

"Clay promised me he wouldn't do anything. Until he gives me a reason, I'm not going to do something that drastic."

You nodded softly, "that's fair, but it's there if you need it." Jax's thank you went unsaid but you could see it in his face. Putting his thoughts about his step-father and his Sergeant at Arms being traitors was too much to voice right now.

"You look tired, rough shift?"

You nodded, your shoulders slumping over, "it's a very long story."

Jax's hand moved up your arm, "I've got all the time in the world." You took a deep breath.

"Stahl has a vendetta, after I filed that complaint, she tried to question everyone else at the Lab and when they said the same things I did about the Club she lost it. She called in a favour and now we're doing active fieldwork. The museum pulled rank and we're still only working with vulnerable victims and I'll only have to travel the state but I'm back in the shit."

Jax looked so angry, "you're already busy, how are you going to find the time to do anything?"

"It will only make up twenty per cent of the work and our union put their foot down so I'll have more days off for mental health. I'll be doing more odd shifts and I might have to travel but it won't change that much, it's just that I'll be working with a lot of sad family members, which I hate." Jax shot you a systematic smile.

"I'm sorry, this is my fault."

You cut him off with a wave of your hand, "it would have happened no matter what, if she didn't use you, she would have used Sam."

He sighed, "we should head to bed for a few hours. We're not going to get anywhere on no sleep." You trudged off to the bathroom, having a quick shower before climbing into bed with Jax.

"Al least Abel gets home tomorrow."

He smiled at you, "yeah, he does."

*****

You both got up around mid-day, meandering to the kitchen to throw together some lunch, "we should really go out to the store and spend the rest of the day cooking some food for when Abel comes home. We're both going to be too busy to cook and I don't think Sam is going to be able to but Abel down for enough time to cook for us."

Jax laughed and grabbed your keys, "good idea Darlin."

You plucked the keys out of his hands, "just because we're fucking doesn't mean I'm going to let you drive my car."

He shot you a charming smile, "I bet I can make it worth you while."

You shook your head, "nope, no one gets to drive my car."

You drove to the supermarket and wrote a list for Jax, intent on splitting up to get everything done faster. As you walked around the shopping centre, you heard a familiar voice.

"Hey Mortia!" You spun around and your eyes landed on Derek, standing there with his hands on your hips. You tapped Jax and ran over to the man, pulling him into a hard embrace.

"It's so good to see you." Jax was smiling at the scene, you have briefly shown him a photo of the guys in your unit so he was excited me meet all your friends.

"Jackson, this is Derek Morgan, Derek, this is a wonderful partner Jackson Teller." Derek put his hand out which Jax accepted, the handshake was firm but warm.

"Y/n has told me so much about you, I'm glad to finally meet you."

Jax looked over at you and you put both hands in the air, "all good things, I promise.

Derek nodded, "yeah, she called you noble and we had a betting pool going the next day. Frank won."

You shook your head, "see Jax, Marines are worse than school girls." he laughed.

"I can see that." Derek helped you with your shopping, content to get your know Jax while you rabbeted off more about your friends. After you were done, he helped you load the car and gave Jax a hug before you drove home to start cooking.

"Your friends are really great."

The smile you gave him made his heart swell, "well they're your friends now too." His chest was filled with warmth, and when you stopped at a red light, he leaned over to kiss your cheek.

"They're all going to love you especially after Derek gets in everyone's ear." Jax nodded, more to himself than you. One of his biggest fears was that the guys in your unit would hate him because of the Club but that didn't seem to be the case.

"You have no idea who wonderful you are, do you?" You rolled your eyes at him but Jax meant what he said, other than his son, you were the best thing that ever happened to him.

****

You spent the afternoon cooking, Jax had to leave for chapel since Opie had gotten out of lock-up. He came home late enough that his dinner was almost cold.

"How did it go."

He gave you an unsure look, "Ope cleared everything up, we're all good now."

You breathed a sigh of relief, "oh thank God."

Jax sat down, practically inhaling his dinner. He pointed over to the containers, "is that all the food?"

You nodded, "yeah, it can't go into the freezer until it's cold."

After the dishes were done and you were both showered, you got into bed, Jax's mattress feeling very familiar, "did you use my mattress guy?"

He smiled, "hell yeah I did." You pulled him into a kiss and he responded in kind, deepening it while gently pushing you down onto the bed.

"I really want to go down on you, can I?"

It took you a few seconds for his words to register, "yes please." Jax smiled down at you like a predator about to catch a mouse in its jaws. He started kissing your neck, his teeth grazing over your skin. You put one finger up to pause him, then sat up to pull Jax's T-shirt off your body. He took in your naked skin, his eyes landing on your beasts.

"You are the most beautiful women I've ever laid my eyes on." he watched you give him a half smile, your eyes drifting down.

You were shy.

"Are you saying that to me, or my boobs?"

He chuckled, "both" you punched his arm playfully and then the air changed, Jax's eyes becoming hooded, his tongue darting out to lick his lips.

"If you keep being a brat, you're going to regret it."

You shook your head with a cheeky smile on your face, "sure Jax."

He closed the small distance, his lips landing on yours. Just as you got used to the kissing, his lips moved back to your neck. "Can I leave marks?" Your breath caught in your throat, you could feel the wetness building between your legs. Jax's mouth didn't get any harsher while he waited for your answer. You nodded and Jax pulled back, "I'm gonna need verbal consent gorgeous."

"Yes Jax, you can leave marks." You felt him suck on your neck, then move to another point and suck again. By the time he was done you must have had a line all the way down one side of your neck and along your collarbone.

By the time his lips met your stomach, you were already desperate. His fingers tapped your underpants in much the same way you did the other day. You nodded and he looked up at you with a soft expectant smile, "please Jax."

He pulled your underwear down, tossing them in the room somewhere. He kissed over your hips and down your legs, going down one then crossing to the other and, kissing up to your centre.

"Fuck you're wet." you felt the tip of his nose land on your mound and then his lips were moving over you. He brought his hand from your knee and used his thumb to spread your lips. When the cool air caused you to tense, Jax's other hand moved to hold your hips down. Just as you were about to ask him what he was doing, his lips met your skin.

You could feel his bread rub against you, the contrast between that and his soft lips made you feel overwhelmed, "oh my God, Jax please." Your hand went to his head to hold his face against you and you felt him chuckle. The hand that was holding you open moved and you felt two fingers slide inside you, they immediately moved to press along that rough spot inside you.

You tugged on his hair and the arm over your hips pushed just a little harder as you bucked into his mouth, "Jax…." You came before you could warn him, you were vaguely aware that you were making choked off moans and you could feel Jax smile against your skin.

He lifted his head and wiped his face on the back of his hand, "that was easy." Your hands reached out and landed on his chest, the look on your face made him pause.

"I want you inside me."

Jax took a deep breath, resting himself on top of you, "are you sure?"

You nodded emphatically, "yes I'm sure. I want you Jax." He smiled down at you, and he pressed a chaste kiss to your cheek.

"I can do that." He kissed you gently, as you got lost in it, you felt him line up. With one last soft nod, he slowly slid inside you. The breath fled your lungs and you buried your head in his neck. Jax hadn't moved and his fingers were trembling against your skin.

"You good?"

His voice was shaky, he heard you gasp before answering him, "I feel so full." Jax had to fight not to come right there, when he got his self-control back, he started to move slowly. His lips never left your skin, whether it was your lips or your neck, he was always touching you.

Jax reared up on his elbows, looking down at your face and your quickly moving torso. He had the sudden realisation that since the day he met you, he never saw you as small until now. As your body jolted gently with his thrusts and your legs wrapped around him, he was acutely aware of the size difference. It made him feel like a God, you always owned the space around you but now he was in it and it was turning you to mush.

The angle of one thrust caused a particularly desperate gasp and he proceeded to do it again. You were whimpering his name like a prayer and he felt your teeth meet his shoulder softly.

He sped up and it felt like he was in your stomach, "Jax please, I….." his index finger rubbed your clit in little circles and your climax took you by surprise. You gasped, your fingers digging into his back.

"Fuck, fuck." You felt warmth spread inside you and then he fell on top of you, his chest rising and falling rapidly against your chest.

"Thank you."

Jax grunted and gathered enough strength to put a hand around your jaw, "what did I say about that?"

You smiled at him, "I'm just being grateful." Jax softened, his lips gently slotting along yours.

You laid in his arms for a little while longer before he got up to get a cloth to clean you up. When he was done, he pulled you into his arms and put your head on his chest.

"I love you so much." you tilted your head and kissed his chin, "I love you too."

You felt a wave of exhaustion come over you, "good night beloved." He kissed your forehead.

"Good night y/n."

*****

Jax's alarm woke you up the next morning, "Good morning beloved, that is the most offensive sound I have ever heard."

He chuckled softly, "yeah well we can't all have fancy alarms that make bird sounds."

You grunted at him, "I'm getting you one."

You sat up, looking over at Jax excited, "Abel's coming home today."

Jax smiled at you, "I know, I can't wait. I think we should go as soon as we're allowed to."

You nodded happily, "good idea."

Jax rolled over to face you, "how are you feeling?"

He sounded slightly concerned, "great."

He was looking into your eyes for any hint of doubt, "you're not sore?"

You shook your head, "not even a little."

He ran his hand over your face, "good, because I really want a round two." He leaned in and kissed you, your hand moving to shove the covers down past his hips.

"Jax, you in here."

Gemma

"Yeah mum, I'll be out in a minute."

Jax got up and you got a good look at his back for the first time, "oh my God Jax, your back." He spun around trying to get a look before seeing it in the mirror. there were four, long but shallow fingernail marks down his back, "please put a shirt on."

He shrugged his shoulders, "only if you put a scarf on." You shot up and looked at your neck in the mirror, it looked like you had a run-in with a mutant leech.

"Ummmm, let's just go and face the music. I'm sure she's seen women come out of your dorm in all states before." He smiled at you and handed you the T-shirt you had discarded from last night.

When you walked out, Gemme was sitting at the table smoking. Jax walked up to her and pulled the cigarette from her mouth.

"The doctor said we can't smoke inside any building where Abel is staying overnight, sorry mum." She didn't look impressed but she accepted it, you never brought up that Jax was only smoking at work because you were worried he would feel like you were judging him.

"Busy night?" Neither of you said anything and Gemma smiled cheekily, "I don't want anymore grandchildren just yet."

You choked on your coffee, "I'm on birth control, don't worry." It was Jax's turn to choke. Gemma smiled again, putting her coffee down to give you a hug.

"Now Jax has to go to work and you're going to stay and help me get ready for Abel's party, Donna will be here soon." She kissed her son on the cheek and he went to the bedroom to get ready before leaving for the day.

Gemma went to her car and came back with bags of stuff, and you went to cover the marks on your neck. Donna showed up soon after, with a bag of blue decorations and a small cake.

"Come on ladies, we've got stuff to do."

*****

The day went well, you, Gemma and Donna got along like a house on fire. Donna spent a good part of the day talking about how much the kids loved the tour. They had called the mantis Persephone and Kenny took her to class or show and tell. By the time Jax was there to take you to get Abel, you had agreed to take both Kenny and Eillie's science classes on the full tour.

Jax stayed outside per his mother's request and you walked out to greet him, "how's it going?"

You booped him on the nose, "it's a surprise." The quick drive to the hospital was filled with excitement, when you got there, you practically ran inside.

The doctor was waiting for you with a pile of paperwork, "we just need to go over a few things and then he can go home." The doctor spoke to you in medical terms and you translated for Jax, every now and then he would ask a question and when the doctor smiled at his knowledge, he would look over at you, tilt his head and sing your praises about how you encouraged him to learn everything he could.

By the time that you were done, Jax was leaving with a book's worth of reading material and Abel in his arms, "hey little guy, we're braking you out of this place." He smiled at him and very gently you brushed the back of one of your fingers over his soft cheek.

"Is it bad that I want to squish his little face."

Jax chuckled and looked at you in agreement, "nah, it's really squishable." You giggled and leaned down to kiss the tip of his tiny nose, Abel tried his best to smile, probably because it tickled just a little.

"He is so ducking cute, I just can't."

Jax looked sideways at you, "ducking?"

You squinted your eyes at him, "I can't swear in front of a baby, you heathen." You walked into the elevator and Jax kissed your cheek.

By the time you got out to the car, Jax's smile had reached his ears.

"Home?"

You nodded, "yep, I'm sure Sam is already there so he can be selfish and have Abel all to himself before everyone else wants a go."

****

You were right, Sam was there waiting but so was everyone else. You could hear music playing through the front door and when you walked in there was ruckus applause. Sam walked up first, excitedly gesturing for Jax to hand Abel to him. Abel looked positively tiny in the huge man's arms.

"Hey kid, I know you're parents are pretty cool but your mum raised me so I'm cooler." Abel babbled and then handed him back to Jax, "he is the cutest baby I've ever seen and I've seen a lot of babies."

You smiled and shook your head, "I told you so."

Jax smiled back and kissed the side of your head, "yep, you did."

The night was really nice. Jax was a bit more anxious than you, worriedly standing by while people held his son.

"Jackson, my love. Abel will be fine, the more people he is exposed to the better his immune system will be."

Jax sipped his beer, "that's only because you harassed everyone to get their shots." You nodded hard, just once.

"Hell yeah I did, ain't no one giving my baby some preventable disease."

Jax giggled, "I love you so much."

You reached up and kissed his cheek, "I love you too."

At around nine thirty, Opie and Donna left, with Tig going soon after. You had a very strange feeling about all of it but Jax had reassured you that Clay didn't believe ATF's lie. About ten minutes later, your work phone rang, it was an EMT who had spent a lot of time training staff at the museum.

Donna was dead.

When you answered the phone, Jax saw your expression change and came running over to you, "what's wrong?"

You hung up the phone and leaned in close to Jax, "you need to get the guys, I've just been called to a crime scene, it's Donna."

You raced to the crime scene getting out and pulling the forensic kit out of your trunk, ducking under the yellow tape, you kneeled by her body. Jax came up behind you and you looked back at him. There was a commotion behind you and then Opie was kneeling beside you.

Opie was sobbing and holding his wife, when you looked over at Clay he had his head in his hands. The rest of the guys started to drive up, Tig's expression made it clear that something was a miss and you carefully palmed a gunshot residue test from your bag and put it in your pocket.

Jax gave Opie a moment to say goodbye and then Hale approached, "can you do these kinds of autopsies?"

Opie's expression was so pained, he was looking at you with such desperation on his face, "in extenuating circumstances yes. This counts." You waved over someone and then you walked over to Opie.

"Is that something that you want? If not, the coroner can be here in five minutes."

He could barely speak, "I don't want her with a stranger."

You put a hand on his arm, "once I'm done I'll come and see you right away, if that's something you want."

He nodded softly and you walked away, going to Tig, who looked extremely upset. You put your hand in your pocket and carefully hid the test in your palm. When you got up to him, you put your hand on his arm, "are you ok?"

He shook his head, "do you know what happened?"

You looked over his face, "no, but I've talked to Hale and I'll be looking over the truck when we find it. If there's any evidence, you guys will be the first to know."

You walked away, once you were out of eyeshot, you looked at the test in your hand.

It was blue.

Jax walked up to you, "how long will it take?"

It took you a while to reply, "I'll be home by four." When his eyes drifted to Clay, you shared a knowing look, "we really need to talk about some things when I get back."

****

You were done at two, leaving immediately after the paperwork was logged. Opie opened to door right as you knocked and you sat down on the couch.

"Did she…"

You waved your hand softly, "no, she wouldn't have even heard the gun shots."

He seemed so lost, "I don't know anymore yet, as soon as I get results back, you'll know." There was a silence and he fell into your arms, sobbing.

"I am so so sorry for your tragedy." He sat with you for a while, you talked about Donna and how much he loved her. Once his crying subsided, you walked him to his bedroom and left.

"If you ever want to talk about her, I'm here."

When you returned to Jax's house, he was awake on the rocking chair watching Abel.

"Hey."

He came up to you, dropping his forehead onto yours, "hey."

You looked up at him, unsure of how to continue and then you pulled a baggie out of your pocket.

"You're going to hate me for this. Tig left right after Donna and Opie did. At the crime scene, I did a GSR test on his clothes. Jax, it's blue, he shot a gun in the last few hours and his clothes were new." Jax didn't say anything, and his hand went to cradle the back of your head.

"I could never hate you y/n."

You sat down on the day lounge, "I'll destroy any evidence I find. This won't blowback on the Club and Opie won't hear my...our suspicion.

He took your hand and you walked into the bedroom, "let's deal with this in the morning, I need sleep." You climbed in bed with him, resting your head on his chest.

"I love you Jackson."

He gripped your hand in his, "I love you y/n."

Part 22

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The Reaper and the Death Angel Part 23

This chapter is just fluff and smut, I mean a whole lot of smut, 5,000 words of super fluffy smut and then more non-smutty fluff. The two chapters between season seasons 1 and 2 are just going to be an excuse for me to write gratuitous fluff and smut and I'm not sorry.

Part 22 Snippet 3 - The Siblings

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Contains: Fluff, smut (bratting, bondage, kink negotiations, CONSENT, oral sex f receiving, fingering, P in V, body worship subspace, aftercare.) More fluff.

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Jax comes to a realisation.

It had been a busy few days, between spending time with Opie and running around doing fieldwork, you barely had the time to scratch yourself, let alone do anything fun.

Sam was spending a fair bit of his time with Ima, acting like a smitten little boy. You were growing to like the woman, past her outer shell, she was sweet and funny and you and her friend Lyla got along well. While you hadn't seen Otto since everything with Sthal, you were sure he would be happy with how Luann and her girls were doing.

Despite the tragedy over the last week, things were pretty good. Abel was healthy and Jax was settling into fatherhood without much trouble. While things were good, Clay and Tig were still mute about their part in Donna's death and you could feel the tension building between them and Jax. Sam had managed to keep his feelings so locked down that they had no idea he knew but you had no idea how long it would stay that way, especially with how close he and Jax were becoming.

You had gone to court that day, after a lengthy testimony and almost punching the defence attorney, all you wanted to do was hug your old man. You pulled up to T-M, picking the doughnuts off the front seat before getting out and walking up to the garage.

"Nice suit l/n."

You shook your head, "one more word Juicy and you won't be getting any doughnuts, understand?" He nodded vigorously and you tossed him a sugared cake.

"Hello Darlin, don't you look nice."

He pulled you into a kiss then pulled back and looked you up and down, "this isn't going to become a thing for you is it? I hate this shit."

He smirked down at you, "well then, I'll just have to file it away for later."

You rolled your eyes, "you're insufferable, how is me in a pants suit turning you on?"

He sucked on his tongue, "how could it not, you look like you're about to hit me with a ruler for not getting the math question right."

You shoved at his chest to no result, "I'm about to hit you, alright. I swear, I could be wearing a potato sack and you'd still want in my pants."

He nodded, "fuck yeah." You shook your head and kissed him, his lips were soft against yours and despite the public setting, you found yourself growing warm.

"I think we should pick up whatever this is at home, don't you?"

Jax jutted his head at the dorm, "or we could go into the Clubhouse and have fun in my dorm."

You shook your head, "it's not your dorm anymore Jax, I don't want to get whatever disease is living in those sheets."

He laughed, "yeah Happy was in there last night, you might be right." You didn't really want to think about it, the rumours about him reusing condoms had you shuttering.

"Now Mr Teller, I have a practically autopsy next week and I think we have a bet going."

His hand moved to stroke your cheek and your eyes closed of their own volition, "I'll be there." You opened your eyes, shooting Jax a cheeky look.

"I'll be sure to have the smelling salts ready for when you hit the deck like a victorian housewife." Jax's hand moved to your chin and this thumb brushed over your lip, "brat."

Jax helped you with dinner, the whole time you traded ribs back and forth, Jax's gaze becoming more heated as time went on. He spent the whole of dinner eyeing you like a ravenous animal, his eyes moving from your lips to your eyes and back again as you talked about your idea for a new book.

"I'm thinking about writing something about the occult and satanic panic, maybe something about how language, hysteria and evangelicalism influence fear of the unknown." He wasn't really paying attention.

"Sounds fun, please don't throw red paint at some rich pastor and his fur coat."

You giggled, "I'm not that bad."

He shot you a warm smile, "yes you are."

With dinner done, you cleaned up and headed to bed. "Sam texted, he'll be at Ima's all night."

Jax tilted his head, "you are the coolest big sister ever."

You huffed, "why, because I treat him like a grown-up?"

Jax nodded, "I mean, who else would be ok with their younger brother joining a biker gang and spending the night with a porn star?"

He nodded, "most people would have an issue with it."

You put your hands on your hips and stood at the end of the bed, "well I don't." He sat up, leaning over the bottom half of the bed to pull you down.

"I think I remember saying something about you being a brat?"

You slowly ran two fingers down from his collarbone to the edge of his pants, "you did, but as I've told you before, you're all mouth and no balls." Jax has a vivid vision of you getting in his face the day of that lockdown, all rage and fire. It took on a different meaning now, you were still egging him on but in another way.

"You really love it push it, don't you?" A single finger made the path back up his chest to his chin, gently pulling his towards your mouth.

"Yep, you're kinda of hot when you're pissed. Your chest gets all puffy and you get that tone that makes me want at your insides." Jax was clearly enjoying himself.

"Oh really?" Cocky prick.

"You are insufferable Teller."

He smirked at you again, there was an edge to it this time, "and yet you suffer me." You press and barely-there kiss into the centre of his chest.

"I'm a masochist."

You felt hand fingers slide along your scalp, "you are really asking for it." It was your turn to smirk.

"Yep. However, I don't think you're going to be up for the challenge."

"Are you sure that's the way you want to play it?"

You nodded, "fuck yeah, do your worst Teller." Jax had no plans to 'do his worst' after watching you cope with migraines and he knew he would always be in a losing battle with your pain threshold and he wasn't really into causing you any more pain anyway.

No, he had other plans. Jax got up off the bed and went to your walk-in wardrobe, unlocked and opened the cabinet in the corner that was filled with various BDSM gear and got out the soft, fluffy leather cuff set with the attached chain so he could tie you to the headboard.

He walked over to you, putting the cuffs down on the table. He gestured to them, "no rope? Are you shit at tying knots Teller?"

He knelt and your feet, running his hands up and down your legs "I'm sure you'll find out. I went with these because we've never done this before and I want to be able to get you out quick if something goes wrong. Not that it will."

You nodded softly, you didn't say anything but the expression on your face said it all, "I trust you Jax. Thank you so being so thoughtful."

Jax's face fell a little, "once this is done we're going to have a kind, sober and fully dress conversation about why you feel the need to thank me for doing the right thing." You nodded and he stood up, retrieving the cuffs off the table.

"Now, what do you say if you want me to stop?"

He was looking right into your eyes, "no, stop, red or George Bush." He nodded, "and if you want me to slow down?" He reached out and put a hand on your knee, "slow down, pause or yellow."

Jax laughed, "I can't believe your safeword is George Bush."

You gave him a look like it was the most sensible thing in the world, "well, the goal of a safeword is to stop the scene right away, don't you think that does it?"

Jax shook his head, "stop the sex, not make me never want to have sex again."

You rubbed your face, "I can change it if you want? But I can't guarantee my new one won't be worse."

Jax waved his hand at you, "please no, I can't imagine what would be worse than George Bush." The shared giggles were interrupted by Jax rubbing his fingers over your wrist.

"Are you good to keep going? I need verbal consent."

You leaned in and kissed him, "yes I'm good Jax, don't go getting all soft on me now." The extra emphasis on soft made it clear to Jax that you were still egging him on. He gripped your (his) oversized T-shirt and pulled it over your head, pressing a kiss to your shoulder as he went.

Jax then wrapped the cuffs over both wrists, directing you to lay on the bed while he pulled the chain through the discreet loop on the headboard.

He fluffed the pillow then supported your head while you laid back, "are you comfortable?"

You nodded, "yes."

He fixed your hair so there was no risk of him pulling it accidentally, "tell me if that changes."

He climbed on top of you, kissing your lips softly before moving down your body, "this doesn't feel like you getting back at me for being a brat."

He laughed against your skin, "just wait."

You moved your foot to tap him, "I'm shaking in my bonds."

He smirked up at you, "that's another ten minutes."

You shrugged as best you could, "ok Jax." He kissed across your chest, going down your sternum and to your nipples, he pulled one into his mouth while his hand stroked the other one softly. When he felt your breath pick up, he kissed down your ribs and over your stomach.

"You really are the most beautiful thing I've laid my eyes on."

You smiled, trying to hide your fluster behind your elbows, "you're so cheesy." You felt his smile on your skin.

"You don't cum until I say you can, no amount of begging will change that."

His tone wasn't harsh but it was firm, "so this is a battle of wills? Good luck Jackson."

He kissed over your mound then lifted one leg at a time and put them over his shoulders, "that's another five minutes."

You moved your knee and tapped him on the side of his head, "for what?"

He looked up at you in question, "you want to try that again?"

You pressed your lips together in an effort to hold your tongue, "I'm sorry, I'll be good." The statement was dripping with sarcasm.

"Good girl." Jax's lips met your body and you shuttered, "you're always so sensitive." He didn't speak again, pressing his face into your core while he went at you like a man on death row eating his last meal.

Jax could hear the metallic clink every now and then when you went to grab at him but couldn't. He squeezed your thigh one last time before bringing the hand to your centre and sliding two fingers inside you, he could feel the way you were holding back, the slight shiver of your muscles forcing him to suppress a smile.

He stopped and you made a disappointed groan but didn't say anything and Jax turned his head to kiss your inner thigh. His lips made a path down your left leg then back up again before he pressed a feather-light kiss to your centre and moved to make the same path down and up the other leg.

You realise that Jax was telling the truth and there's was no point in begging, so you chose to roll with it and enjoy the ride.

"Jackson, beloved?" He lifted his head from where his lips were pressed to your mound, "can you readjust the pillow so it's more under my shoulders."

He moved quickly without rushing, letting you rest your head in one hand while the other moved the pillow, "good girl, thank you for saying something."

He kissed back down your body but this time, there was no fanfare, his lips were wrapping around your clit while his fingers slid inside you. Time began to blur and your brain started to feel fuzzy, and it felt like you were floating on a cloud.

Jax noticed the change, the way you stopped holding up your legs and just let them rest on your shoulders. Your fifteen minutes were up soon and then he would let you cum but there was no way he wasn't going to tell you that.

He looked over at the clock once more and the next time you reached the edge, he didn't stop. The hand on your leg began to gently stroke up and down and he felt the violent contractions around his fingers. He kept going until you started to twitch away from him, then he kissed up your body.

"You're doing so good for me." He took in your soft smile and your faraway eyes, it was at that moment that he realised how active your brain must be, the constant thinking must have been exhausting. But like this, you were unburdened by stress, the ever-present weight of the world no longer resting on your shoulders.

It wasn't that he was able to get you to that space, it was that you trusted him enough to let go of the white-knuckled control you had over your body.

"My body has always been my enemy, it causes me pain for no reason and if I don't work almost every day to stay strong, my joints won't hold me together. It's hard for me to give up that control when I've only just learned not to be angry at the thing that holds me."

Jax loved you so much, he reached up and unclipped your hands from the headboard but left them bound together, and your arms wrapped around his shoulders. He rested his forehead on yours, relishing in the feeling of your heated skin against his.

He kissed you, soft and slow like he wasn't lining up to slide inside you. As he did, your breath caught in your throat, "I know Darlin, I know. I love you so much."

You pressed a barely-there kiss to his lips, "I love you too."

Jax started to move, one hand next to your head while the other held your hip. The drag of your walls against him was addicting, the way you tried to gasp out his name through pleasure made him feel like some kind of deity. He opened his eyes and caught you looking at him, your eyes which he often felt were staring into his soul, were soft and glassy.

There was a strange feeling spreading through his rib cage, and he was back, being dragged into the cold, unforgiving sea. Oh how he was willing to drown simply to spend another moment with you.

"Oh my God, Jax." Your legs hold him so tight to you that he could only manage a gentle grind then you were falling over the edge around him. Jax fought for all he was worth but he was unable to stop himself from following you. The violent waves of pleasure yanking him under while your flesh against his kept his lungs working. Perhaps you really were a siren and these were his last moments before the ocean took him to her dark depths. The truth is, he couldn't care less.

"You did so good for me." He reached up and undid your wrists, rolling your both over onto your sides when he was done. He was running his hands over your body gently, and he kept telling you how wonderful you are and how much he loves you.

You grabbed his hand, linking your fingers with his. "I love you Jax."

He brought your hand to his lips and kissed the back of your hand, "I love you too."

He looked you over again, "you doing ok? Not sore anywhere?"

You nodded, "I'm great, nothing hurts and my brain is still kind of empty." He smiled at you, it was warm and soft.

"I'll clean you up, hang tight, I'll be back in a few seconds." True to his word, Jax was out of the bathroom with a warm damp cloth in hand with great speed.

Cleaning you up then pulling him into your arms, "I need to get up and pee."

He chuckled just a bit, "five more minutes, I just want to hold you for a little longer."

You kissed his chin, "I'm good with that."

****

As the observatory party neared, Jax watched you buzz around. Quickly darting behind doors and walls so he couldn't see the fabric you were carrying or get a look at the dress you were making.

"It's a surprise, this is one of the only parties I like going to and I put a lot of work into my dress." Jax smiled to himself, if it was anything like last year, he couldn't wait. As the day got closer, he worried more and more about how your fellow scientists would receive him. You kept telling him, in that warm and loving tone, that you wanted to him to be himself and you didn't care what anyone said. But part of him would feel out of place with you in ballgown and him in something he wore every day.

So he called the best-dressed man he knew, Billy Russo. "I need some advice." Billy already had an idea what Jax was going to ask, every time he got on the phone with you, all you did was talk about how excited you were to show Jax the telescope.

"You don't need to wear a suit unless you want to Jax. Y/n loves you for you, not your clothing. I think she would be really hurt if you wore something because you felt you had to." Billy's tone was gentle and friendly, Jax could tell how much he cared about you.

"Thanks man." Jax settled on a nice dress shirt and a pair of pants, he even asked Sam if he could show him how to iron it just right. Sam, for his part, shot him a huge smile and practically dragged him over to the laundry room.

The night of the party he showed up early, with flowers and was greeted by Sam at the door, "She's getting ready, she'll be out in time to get there ten minutes early."

Jax sat on the couch with Sam, waiting for you to come out. "You're going to have so much fun tonight. If you're lucky, you might even get to see full dork."

Jax was curious, "what's full dork, isn't she always like that?" Sam shook his head, "nah man, full dork is something totally different."

He was about to ask what Sam met when you came out of the bedroom. Jax felt his breath flee his lungs, you were standing in front of him in a beautiful dress with your hair done in an intricate bun. The dress seemed to be themed around the moon in an abstract way, with the blackest black of the bodice and off the shoulder sleeves fading into a grey at the bottom. Your hair looked like it was sewn together, the pattern of the ribbon creating a simple consolation.

"Wow you look…" Jax didn't know how to finish, beautiful didn't do you justice. He picked up the flowers off the table and handed them to you, then he watched you bring them to your nose.

"Thank you Jackson, I'll put these in water, then we can head off." Jax was stuck looking at the way your dress moved with you. Sam was standing off to the side, smiling like an idiot.

When you returned, you linked your arm in his and walked over to the entranceway, pausing to put on your shoes which were simple grey heals with a 6inch heel, "I'm still shorter than you."

He smiled, "yeah, you're really short." You giggled, Jax didn't miss the gun holstered to your calf.

"Shall we?"

Jax put a hand on your lower back, "lead the way my lady."

****

Jax got out of the car first, coming over to the driver's side to open your door and help you out. "You look really nice, though you didn't have to dress up for me."

Jax could tell you were being honest, "you kidding me Darlin? I can't show up in jeans when you look like you've put the night sky into a dress."

You smiled shyly at him, "Callisto, actually, it's my favourite moon of Jupiter. I can show you on the telescope if you like." Jax had to remind himself that you wanted him to reply and not just look at you."

"I'd like that."

When Jax walked in he understood what you meant, half the people there were wearing costumes. There was one lady wearing a very realistic earth model and another guy there wearing what looked like a little kid's cardboard astronaut costume for Halloween. Some people were there in black tie, but as Jax looked around, he couldn't see anyone who compared to you.

"Shit y/n, you weren't lying."

You linked your arms in his and pressed yourself into his side, "why would I lie to you."

Jax shook his head, "no you wouldn't, even when you can't tell me the whole truth, you've never lied." You smiled up at him and he was looking down at you in awe, "you really are very beautiful."

"Y/n, hey. I thoughT that was you."

A woman in a simple blue dress with incredible star themed make-up was walking up to you smiling.

You pulled her into a quick hug and gestured to Jax, "this is Jackson."

The woman looked him over then offered him her hand, which Jax took, "the name'S Ann, I'm a planetary researcher. Y/n had told me so much about you, I'm really glad you could come."

You and Jax spoke to Ann until she was called away and other people started approaching you. He never felt left out or undervalued, you talked about him as if he was your equal, all the while you were discussing subjects he could never hope to understand.

He watched your face change when a set of doors opened and before he had the chance to ask you what you were thinking, you were grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the room. You smiled at the man at the door, and he smiled back warmly, "you have twenty minutes and then the next people need to come in for their slot." You nodded happily and then walked into the room with the doors shutting behind you.

The room was simple, just 3 white walls and one with an electronic photo board, some seats and a massive telescope with enough space for multiple people to use it at once. Jax watched the wonder take over your face and he couldn't help but follow your feet as you made your way to the telescope.

You fiddled with some things then looked in the eyepiece, waving Jax over to look in the one right next to you, "there it is, that's Callisto." He looked at the moon, it did look it like your dress but Jax was stuck looking at you.

You moved the dials again and Jax could see you vibrating with excitement, for the next ten minutes, you would find different things to look at. Jax would look quickly but then be pulled back to watching you.

"Isn't it amazing?" Jax must have been smiling like an idiot. You pulled him away again, moving to the electronic photo board. Images of all the things you showed him appeared on the screen and you took the time to explain each one in a way that you couldn't before, he watched you become more and more excited. As your body became more animated and your voice swelled his joy he saw it.

The full dork

He understood what Sam meant but he had no way of knowing what it would bring out in him, as he watched you pick up your dress so you could move closer and point out something on the screen, he had a sudden and violent realisation.

He loved you, really truly loved you, like the I want to marry this woman and spend the rest of my life with her, loved you. The thought was banished by a knock on the door, "times up." You weren't disappointed as you left the room, you were holding onto Jax like he was the only thing keeping you on Earth.

"That was really fun." The smile you gave him could have lit up a black hole. It was strange, his heart felt like it was doing backflips in his chest or there were butterflies with feathers for wings flying around his ribs.

You walked hand in hand to the dance floor, people already coupled up and slow dancing in each other's arms. As a new song ticked over, you pressed yourself into his chest and began to sway softly, "I really love this song."

Boys workin' on empty Is that the kinda way to face the burning heat? I just think about my baby I'm so full of love I could barely eat There's nothing sweeter than my baby I'd never want once from the cherry tree 'Cause my baby's sweet as can be She give me toothaches just from kissin' me.

Jax was acutely aware of the way you pressed yourself into him, the feel of your skin against his.

When my time comes around Lay me gently in the cold dark Earth No grave can hold my body down I'll crawl home to her

He thought of all the moments that have led up to this, your voice over the phone when you first helped the Club. Meeting you for the first time, and the way you accepted him so warmly.

Boys, when my baby found me I was three days on a drunken sin I woke with her walls around me Nothin' in her room but an empty crib And I was burnin' up a fever I didn't care much how long I lived But I swear I thought I dreamed her She never asked me once about the wrong I did

He can see vividly behind his closed eyes each time you opened your door when he turned to you to soothe his aching heart. You never offered judgment or callous indifference, rather kind eyes and a gentle hand.

When my time comes around Lay me gently in the cold dark Earth No grave can hold my body down I'll crawl home to her

My baby never fret none About what my hands and my body done If the Lord don't forgive me I'd still have my baby and my babe would have me When I was kissing on my baby And she put her love down soft and sweet In the low lamp light I was free Heaven and hell were words to me

You never turned away in disgust at what the Club did, at what he did. He could come to you with anything and you would think for a moment before telling him you understood, you reassured him that he wasn't a bad man.

When my time comes around Lay me gently in the cold dark Earth No grave can hold my body down I'll crawl home to her

There was a very nasty voice in the back of his mind, telling him that you deserved better than a felon, certainly far better than him, but he felt far too selfish to let you go. No, Jax made a promise to himself as the song wound down, he was going to get the Club out of guns and then he was going to marry you and spend the rest of his life making sure you knew how much you mattered to him.

It wasn't that late when you left, Jax was eager to get home and out of that dress so he could thank you for such a wonderful night. As you walked towards your car, arm in arm, he saw you meet eyes with someone close by and felt you stiffen.

"Who is that guy?"

You squeezed him a little harder to pull his attention back to you, "my date last year. I can't believe he got himself another invite."

Jax was guiding you into the car, his anger brewing under his skin. And then the man was walking up to you, "nice to see you're still showing off those disgusting things. I have to say, the street whore in an expensive dress is a really good look on you."

Jax was not going to hit the man, as you told him so sweetly one day.

"There are some people who aren't worth the damage to your lovely hands."

So Jax took a leaf from your book, "Wow, I don't know whether you're blind or just jealous. Either way, there's something serious wrong with someone like you. Tell me, are you actually earning enough money to buy yourself a ticket or are you just leeching off another woman who's far smarter and more skilled than you?" The man turned red and went to get in Jax's face, having the sudden realisation when Jax didn't back down that he was in over his head.

"You're not worth the effort." He walked away and Jax looked back at you, you were smiling.

"My brave knight." You walked away from the car door and towards him, putting a hand on his face, "you are so fair and noble."

****

The ride home was quiet, over the last few hours, he had gained an appreciation of the sky over his head. "Do you believe in aliens?

Your focus never left the road, "Of course I do. The universe is far too vast for us to be all on our own. They're out there somewhere just waiting for us to be able to reach out."

Jax wondered if your love for space came because Earth never felt like a home, "you don't think they're out there ready to eat our eyeballs."

You shook your head, "no, if they know we exist, they would be smart enough to grow their own. I think they're explorers, like us, studying our language and our culture and the way we love."

Jax smirked, "so you're saying they're just friendly anthropologists?"

Your giggle filled the car with warmth, "yeah I hope so. It would be a terrible tragedy if we were all alone on this rock, with nothing but the black nothing of space around us."

*****

Jax was standing behind you, his fingers unlacing your dress as you started undoing your hair, "you want to take the shower together?"

Jax spun your around, pressing a kiss to your lips, "sure Darlin."

Jax washed your hair and gently removed the make-up off your face. There was nothing sexual about what he was doing, although your naked body was inches from his, this was about more than sex.

When you were done, he dried you off and then stood you in the middle of the room. His fingers were grazing your skin and his eyes were racking over your body.

"I love you so much." You smiled up at him, and his hands made more contact. "I love your eyes, they are far more beautiful than any star, no matter how bright." He pressed a kiss to your lips, "I love your smile, and your lips. They're always so soft and willing." His hand came up to brush a curl behind your ear, "I love your hair." There was a strange feeling in your chest.

"I love your skin, it's soft and warm." The very tips of his fingers were drifting over your arms. It went on like that until he had gone over every inch of your body, kissing your scars and tattoos, making sure to kiss every freckle and mole he came across. By the time he had made his way back to your face, your eyes were wet.

"You ok Darlin?"

You nodded, "yes, I'm just not used to such adoration."

Jax smiled sadly, "well you better get used to it because it's not stopping." Your giggled reflected shyness. Jax pulled you into his arms then laid down with you, his hands never leaving your skin.

His lips started on your temple and drifted down your body in a slow journey in which he re-mapped your skin, finally landing on your mound. As his lips sealed around you, time bled into itself and soon enough, you were moaning out his name and falling over the edge.

Jax kissed back up your body, his hand landing on your shoulder, "turn over for me?" You nodded and shifted yourself, Jax moving to lay on top of you. You could feel his hard cock pressing against your back.

"May I?"

You reached back blindly, looking to land on any skin you could find, "I would like that very much." He pushed your legs apart with his knees, and you felt him prod your entrance, with one last shift of his hips, he was sliding inside you.

For once, Jax's mind was focused on something other than how amazing you were making him feel. No, his brain had zeroed in on the patch of skin in between where your neck met the start of your shoulder blades. He could almost see the crow on your skin, the intricate pattern blooming on your skin. Part of his brain wanted to blurt it out right here and now.

"I want to give you my crow."

But he knew you wouldn't appreciate that, so he decided to do it in the morning at breakfast, over coffee. Kind, sober and fully dressed. He was ripped from his thoughts by your moans, his name was coming out of your mouth in a breathless mantra.

"Come on Darlin, I'm right behind you." The chocked off moan and the subsequent squeezing around him as you peaked pulled him into bliss with you, his arms giving way as he dropped onto you. Jax was mindful of crushing you so the moment he got control over his muscles, he rolled off you, pulling you with him so your back was at his chest.

"I love you Jackson, so much."

His arm wrapped around you a little tighter, "I love you too y/n." You spend twenty minutes in his arms, then got up to clean up. When you got back, you threw a warm cloth at Jax and climbed into bed, he pulled you back into the same position, kissing the spot he saw earlier before resting his head on the pillow.

"Good night Darlin."

"Good night Beloved."

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"Give up now and I'll make it easy for you."

It felt like a weight was lifted off your shoulders, "it's really over, isn't it?"

Jax buried his face in your hair and took and deep breath, "yeah darlin, it is."

Everyone made their way back home soon after the text came. Part of you felt like you were living in a dream, like another shoe was on the way but something about Jax had changed in the last few weeks. He was different and you knew, deep down, that everything was going to be alright.

You stood in the kitchen getting dinner together while Sam helped and Jax and Ima did more in the nursery, unsure of what to do or how to feel. Sam must have picked up on it because he put the ground meat down and turned to face you, "you good?"

You shrugged, "I have no idea. I feel uncertain, if that makes sense?"

Sam nodded, "yeah, I know what you mean. It's the same feeling I've gotten every time I've gotten on a plane to head home after a tour, you know, like an RPG is about to hit as just as the plane takes off?"

You huffed, "yeah, that's it. It's not the other shoe, it's the on coming RPG."

Sam chuckled, "I think that's normal. I mean, there was only an RGP once."

You laughed and leaned over the bench, exhaustion suddenly hitting you full force, "oh shit."

Sam put his hand on your shoulder, "we're going to be ok y/n. When you wake up tomorrow and everything will be fine. There's no RPG."

You nodded, "yeah, I think you're right."

Jax and Ima came out once dinner was ready, Jax had dirt in his hair and Ima kept suppressing a giggle every time she looked at him, "what happened you two?"

Jax shook his head, "I tried to hang one of the plant baskets and it fell on me."

You rolled your eyes, "how bad is the carpet?"

Ima smiled, "don't worry, the carpet is fine. Aren't you worried about Jax getting hit on the head?"

You smiled, walked up to Jax and picked bits of dirt from his blond strands, "he can lose a brain cell or two, I don't want to have to clean the carpet."

Jax leaned down and kissed you, his lips soft against yours before pulling back with a smile, "You and your carpet, don't I matter more than some farbic?"

You nodded, "yes, but when you're all dirty, it's fun to clean you up. When the carpet is dirty, I have to break out that heavy ass cleaner and push it around all day."

Sam screwed up his face, "gross man, I didn't need to know that."

Jax smirked, "that's good to know darlin."

Something hit your head, a quick look at the ground where proved it to be a bread roll and Sam piped up again, "I do not need to hear this shit."

You laughed, "oh the horror, you know how babies are made, Samuel. Grow up."

Sam blinked, "please stop."

Jax gave you a look, "stop teasing him darlin."

You gasped in fake offence, "you're meant to be on my side Teller."

Jax shook his head, "sorry darlin but I'm still worried he going to beat the shit out of me one day for even looking at you."

You sighed and turned to Ima, who was seemly very assumed, "they're men y/n, they're aren't known for their maturity."

You took a deep breath, "no, they're not. Can we have dinner now? After the shit day we've had we all need to eat."

With dinner over, Sam and Ima had taken Abel to bed, leaving you and Jax alone in the kitchen to clean you. Jax was washing the dishes, his comfy flannel rolled up to his elbows and a dish towel thrown over his shoulder. You came up behind him, wrapped your arms around his body, and rubbed your face in his back.

"You alright darlin?" His tone had a hint of something in it.

"I'm just thinking."

Jax dried the last dish, threw the dish towel in the hamper and spun around, looking over your face with a smirk, "thinking about what?"

You smiled, "how sexy you are as a domestic Goddess."

Jax reached out his hand and grazed the backs of his fingers over your neck, "yeah well, if you help me out and put the dishes away, I won't make you regret that statement."

Your hand landed on his shoulder, and you fought the urge to dig your fingers into his skin, "I can do that if you ask me nicely."

Jax licked his lips, his brain conjuring up images of God knows what, "darlin, can you please put the dishes away for me?"

You nodded, "of course my love." You picked up the stack and made a show of putting them away, stretching up to slide the plates into the cupboard, bending down to slot away the cutting board and leaning over the counter to slide the knives into their block. "Happy Jackson?"

His eyes racked over your body, "yep, you wanna call it a night?"

You shook your head, "I want to head upstairs, but calling it a night is not what I'm after."

Jax clicked his tongue, "what are you after?"

You smiled, "you."

He nodded, "yeah, I can see that. You wanna know what I'm after?"

You stepped closer to him and ran your finger down his chest, "no but I can guess."

His lips curled into a smirk, "what's your guess?"

You placed a second finger next to the first one and traced your way to the hem of his black sweatpants, "me begging."

Jax nodded, "yeah, that's about right."

It was your turn to smirk, you took two steps back and looked him dead in the eyes, "you'll have to catch me first." You took off running, dodging his long arms and darted around the corner, the chase well and truly on when you felt him come behind you, hot on your heels.

"Give up now and I'll make it easy for you."

You didn't stop, focusing on reaching the bedroom before he grabbed you, "no way Teller. You won't win, let's not forget how many times we've paused your little.."

He caught you at the top of the stairs, taking two steps at a time while you could only manage one. You were pressed against the wall, his body preventing yours from moving, "hey, that's super unfair."

Jax's chest rose with a deep inhale, "you're the one that told me to take every advantage and run with it. Now are you going to be good and walk to the bedroom or am I going to have to tie you up with your bra?"

You blinked, "wow man, you can't just say shit like that to me and expect me not to make your life hard. You gotta give a girl some warning."

Jax chuckled, "you're already making my life hard."

You couldn't stop the laugh and Jax followed you, the game forgotten for the moment, "if you keep it up like this, I'm going to get you to write for CaraCara."

Jax's hand found your cheek and turned your head to kiss his palm, "what will it be darlin, are you going to be good for me?"

You nodded and waved your hand, "lead the way my love."'

He walked towards the bedroom with a look of victory on his face and you were unable to stop yourself from landing a smack to his asscheek, Jax paused to look at you while you raised the hand that had just struck him, "You can't blame me."

He shook his head and led you inside the bedroom "that's your last chance darlin, one more slip up and you'll be sorry."

You smiled, "no I won't, we both know you're lying about that."

Jax sighed, "can you for once make it easy for me?"

You shook your head as you reached the bed, "no, there'd be no fun in that."

Jax pressed his lips together to resist the urge to smile, "Alright. I know it's taken me three years but I'm trying a new approach. You know I love you, right?" You nodded, "good, well I want to make you feel good and the time I spend getting you to behave I could be using to get you off, so please, just be good for me."

You smiled and waved him close, placing your hands on his chest, "oh Teller, that's an outstanding effort, it really is, but you're going to have to try harder than that."

He took a deep breath, "you know what the last few weeks have taught me?"

You shrugged, your fingers playing with the collar of his shirt, "what?"

He wrapped his fingers around your wrists and brought your palm to his lips, "that you enjoy winding people up until they break and I'm not going to give it to you. So as much as you poke, prod, and brat, you won't get a rise from me. We're just going to have a nice night, I'm not going to fight you for it."

Your mouth fell open as his words settled, "oh you fucker, you beat me. You absolute arrogant, insufferable ass, you win, you have bested me."

Jax smiled and slid his hands from your wrists to link your fingers with his then leaned down and pressed his lips to yours. The kiss deepened fast and he walked forward, it only took two steps before your knees hit the edge of the and you sat down, pulling Jax with you.

He pulled back with a smile on his face, "I love you so much."

You smiled and nudged his nose with yours, "I love you too." He wrapped his hands around the hem of your shirt and pulled it off your body, then took a step back and removed his own. You held up a hand with a smile and Jax paused as you popped up and pulled the covers away before climbing onto the bed.

Jax followed you, your panties going next as you reached out and freed him of his sweatpants. He inhaled as you ran your hand down his body to cup his cotton covered cock, "what do I get now that I've won?"

You giggled, "other than me? I honestly don't know."

Jax smiled against your skin, "that's all I need darlin."

You rested on the pillows as his lips found your neck and you reached down to remove his boxers, "that's all you need, you don't want a parade?"

Jax chuckled, his bread scratching your skin as he kissed over your chest, "a parade, eh? no darlin, I don't need a parade." You sighed as his lips wrapped around your nipple and he groaned as your hands wove into his hair. Your fingers scratched his scalp as he moved from one breast to the other, his hands soft on your skin as he slotted himself between your legs and rested more of his weight on top of you.

You wrapped your legs around his body and pulled him close and Jax pulled away from you to look into your eyes, "yeah, this is so much better than a parade." He rolled his hips and ground his cock against your slit with a groan as his lips found yours. You pulled him in tighter and nipped his lower lip while his hand slowly moved down your body.

He paused his hips and started to shift down the bed, his lips following the rest of his body as he kissed downwards to your core. His lips brushed your hip and he pushed your legs open to make way for his shoulders as his journey came to an end.

"Where do we go from here Teller? I'm feeling a little unloved now that you're not giving as good as you're getting."

Jax felt the buzz of challenge in his chest, "I thought I had won darlin, why are you still giving me lip?"

You smiled, "just keeping you on your toes."

Jax chuckled, "I can see that but I'm not going to do anything, so do you want me to make you feel good or do you want to keep trying to play a game you're going to lose?"

You sighed and relaxed into the pillows, "lose your brain, you're the one getting the raw end of the deal."

You jumped as Jax's hand landed on your hip, "hey, none of that. I'm having just as much fun as you are."

You huffed, "Jee wiz, point made."

He threw your legs over his shoulders then reached out and took your hand in his before his lips found your skin. He kissed from hip to hip, slowly making his way downwards until he was spreading you apart with his free hand and grazing your skin with his lips.

He squeezed your hand as the kisses continued and Jax made sure not to leave an inch of your skin unkissed before his lips sealed around your clit. You sighed, and he groaned an affirmative and you could feel his ego fill the room. You raised your hips a fraction and Jax listened, reluctantly letting go of your hand so he could circle your entrance with two of his thick, calloused fingers.

He pulled his head away and you fought the urge to knee him like you would knee in the back of the head as he spoke, "can I darlin?"

"Please."

Jax's fingers had moved from your entrance to your clit, rubbing slowly as he spoke, "if we're starting off like that this night really is going to go my way."

You raised your head and met his eye, closing your thigh slightly "you wanna fuck with me while you're in this position?"

Jax chuckled, "you make it sound like I haven't had dreams where just that has happened."

You blinked, "yeah well, I can choke you out with my thighs after you get me off."

"That sounds good to me." Without any more pretence, he slid his finger down your slit and inside you while his mouth returned to your clit. You wove your hands into his hair and held him to your body, Jax's moan sending shudders up your spine.

His fingertips brushed your G-spot and you gasped as Jax pressed your hips into the bed with his forearm. With each pass of his fingertips, your pleasure mounted and Jax, never one to let a good opportunity go, lifted his head only for a moment to brag, "see, I'm definitely winning."

You didn't have the chance to respond before his lips were back in your clit. It took a few more passes of his tongue and your hips were fighting his arm as you came. Jax pulled away, making eye contact with you as he sucked his fingers into his mouth with a moan.

"You want more?"

You nodded, "Yes, I do. I'm worried if I'm too polite, you'll think I'm begging."

Jax chuckled and positioned himself on top of you with a smile and a kiss on your nose, "nah, I know what your begging sounds like."

You wrapped your legs around his waist as he grabbed his cock and slotted it at your entrance, "you good?"

You nodded, "I am." His lips found yours as he slid inside you, Jax grunting as he bottomed out.

"Fuck darlin, you feel so good."

You wrapped your arms around him and buried your head in his neck as his hips started to move, "I love you."

Jax pushed himself up on his hands and looked into your eyes, his hips never slowly, "I love you too darlin."

His thumb found your clit and his lips landed on yours as you rolled your hips to meet his thrusts, Jax grunting against your lips as he picked up speed. Jax's nose brushed yours as he shifted his hips to brush your G-spot. You refreshed the bite of his shoulder as the second orgasm came over you and Jax paused to collect himself.

As the clenching of your body slowed, Jax's hips started moving again and you squeezed his body with your limbs, "Jax please, don't stop."

He smiled against your skin, "that sounds like begging to me."

You whimpered, "yes, yes I'm begging, you win."

You felt Jax smile as he buried his head into your neck and sucked a bruise into your skin, "tell me you're mine."

You could tell he was close as the hand that was holding him up grew unsteady and kissed your way to his ear, "I'm yours, I'm yours Jax, you win."

His teeth sunk into your shoulder as he slammed into you with new determination, the peak taking you by surprise as he almost growled in your ear. He didn't last much longer, collapsing on top of you with his chest rising and falling like he had just won a marathon.

He took a moment to collect himself, then rolled off you, taking your body with him as he rolled on his back, "do you mean it when you say you're mine?"

You nodded and pressed your lips to the hard dome of his shoulder, "I do, with my whole heart."

Jax smiled and stoked your cheek with his hand, "I love you darlin."

You smiled back then craned your head to kiss him, "I love you too Jackson."

Jax sighed, his head falling back into the pillows, "you wanna know another reason why I changed tactics?"

Your fingers drummed his chest as you looked over his face, "sure."

It felt like Jax was psyching himself up as he tried to find the words, "I knew you always let me win. If you wanted to hold out, you would, what your guys said about you only confirmed that. I mean, it's fun and all and I'm not saying I want it to stop, it's just that sometimes it feels like you're luring me into a trap."

You did your best not to laugh, "are you don't like how that feels?"

Jax shook his head and took your hand in his, "that's not what I said. I like it a lot because it keeps me on my toes and we're both enjoying ourselves. I mean this in a good way but you scare me darlin, like if I step wrong, you're going to put my head on spike."

You pressed your lips to his chest, "oh my love, I think you are misinformed. I don't let you win, I give in because I want to and I enjoy it. You're comparing two things that have no place together. Being stung up by my feet and having a blowtorch taken to my skin is very different from an orgasm and you are not some warlord on a power trip. Where's this coming from Jackson?"

He swallowed, "I'm worried you'll wake up one day and go looking for someone who gives you more of a challenge. I'm just a mechanic y/n, I can't speak twenty languages, I can't jump out of a plane…"

You sat up and waved your hand, "enough of this Jax, I'm here with you because I love you and I'm not looking for you to challenge me. Jackson, you bring me peace, I never have to worry about your expectations when I'm with you because I'm allowed to just exist. That's all I have ever wanted."

Jax's eyes met yours and a smile came over his face, "you have no idea how much I love you."

You smiled back and stroked his cheek, "I love you too. Now, I think we should really call it a night before I give you a reason to change your mind and go back on your new strategy."

Jax's smile turned into a smirk, "really, why would you do that when you had so much fun tonight?"

You leaned in close and brushed his ear with your lips, "because it's fun when you're mad."

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Affection - How affectionate are they? How do they show affection

Best friend - What would they be like as a best friend?

Cuddles - Would they like to cuddle? How do they cuddle?

Domestic - Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?

Ever After - What would their wedding look like?

Fiance(e) - How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?

Gentle - How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?

Hugs - Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?

I love you - How fast do they say the L-word?

Jealousy - How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?

Kisses - What are their kisses like? where do they like to kiss you? where do they like to be kissed?

Little ones - How are they around children?

Morning - How are mornings spent with them?

Open - When would they start revealing things about themselves? do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?

Patience - How easily angered are they?

Quizzes - How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?

Remember - What is their favourite moment in your relationship?

Security - How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?

Try - How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?

Unusual - What’s a little quirk of theirs?

Virtuous - What morals with they refuse to break?

Whole - Would they feel incomplete without you?

Xtra - What’s something small they do for you?

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The Reaper and the Death Angel Part 27

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Fun times at the cabin

"I meant what I said y/n. You're mine." You smiled, kissing him under the stream of hot water as he rubbed your shoulders.

"I did too, I'm yours."

"Good morning beloved."

Jax groaned, rolling over to press a kiss to your cheek, "good morning Darlin." It was day two away from the chaos of Charming. You and Jax had spent yesterday walking through the woods and sitting in the hot tub between rounds of whatever debauched thing came into one of your minds.

"Sleep well?"

You smiled, Jax knew the answer, "after last night? Yes, I slept great, you?"

He smirked, "yeah me too." Just as you were about to lean in to kiss him, your stomach grumbles, "breakfast?"

You nodded then looked over at the clock, "more like brunch."

After a quick shower, you walk to the kitchen only to be greeted by Jax cooking shirtless, a tea towel hung over his shoulder, "now that's a sight I could get used to."

Jax huffed a laugh, "you would but your brother has breakfast made every morning before we get up."

You shook your head, "yeah, no matter how hard I try, he still gets up at five and buzz cuts his hair. Once a Marine, always a Marine."

Jax smiled softly, "did you spend a lot of time with Sam overseas?"

You nodded, "yeah his unit was part of our sister company, we were on the same base for months at a time."

Jax poured the pancake batter into the pan, "why didn't Sam go work for Anvil?"

You debated whether to tell him, you and Sam only talked about your time overseas in passing, and it wasn't like you sat Jax down and told him all the juicy details, "breakfast first, then I'll tell you everything your non-existent security clearance lets me."

Ten minutes later, Jax set a huge stack of pancakes in front of you topped with fruit and maple syrup, he had pancakes and bacon on his plate and you both had coffee and juice to drink.

"How will the security work with Anvil?"

You opened your phone and showed Jax the printout, "they won't run it, you'll send whoever over and they'll get a week of training. They'll do the cameras and the alarms and if you want, I'll help set up a database of high risk offenders to bar from entry if they ever do tours and meet ups."

Jax nodded, "I think that would put everyone's minds at ease, especially with what's going on with this new producer."

After breakfast, you sat down and the couch, legs touching, "what do you want to know?"

"Travis was at your place, I thought he only ran security for the lab. How do you guys know each other?"

You thought before replying, "he was our unit's EOD tec. Lost both his legs from the knee in an IED explosion." Jax had no idea, he really liked the man and would have never guessed that he had been through that.

"Shit, I had no idea."

You put a hand on his forearm, "it was a rough couple of days. The brass fucked up massively; for most of us it was the last straw. Come time to renew our contracts, no one stays and a few months later Billy had Anvil set up."

Jax nodded, "is that why Sam didn't join Anvil?"

You pressed your lips together in thought, "yeah, he still had years on his contract but by the time he got out he was done, it's why he landed here, he thought it would be quiet."

Jax seemed sad, "I'm sorry it didn't turn out that way." You shook your head.

"Nah, it's totally different. This isn't a war zone, things are much safer here. Plus it's easier to adjust to civilian life when there's a bit of drama." Jax didn't miss how you and Sam jumped at loud noises or that your hands were always ready to grab a gun.

"What were the guys like to start with? I know they love you now but it must have been an adjustment."

You nodded, "more for me than them, they had worked with women before and the unit they put me in was the best fit. It didn't stop me from sleeping with a knife under my pillow for months but combat makes everything easy, as long as I had their backs I was good."

Jax was clearly deep in thought, "I mean, some guys were women hating assholes but they weren't in my unit so I didn't really have to work with them that much. The locals were harder to deal with, when I identified someone's loved one some men wouldn't talk to me. Getting evidence was hard because the local cops hated that a woman outranked them. I'm glad it's over truth be told, I wouldn't trade my friends for the world but I saw a lot of horrible things."

Jax pulled you into a hug, "if you ever want to talk about it, I'm here." You were going to reply when the doorbell rang, it was Clay.

"What's he doing here?"

Jax shrugged, "no idea."

You got up and let him in, "shoes off please." Clay sat down, looking around the room, "what brings you here? We're in mobile range, you could have called first."

Clay waved his hand, "nothing's wrong, I just wanted to thank you for what you did the other day."

Jax didn't look impressed, "there's no need to thank me. You don't need to lie to me Mr Morrow, you're here for another reason."

He smiled a nasty smile, "you're right. I wanted your take on Donna." If looks could kill, Jax would have killed Clay a thousand times over.

"Which part, the fact that Tig killed her, the fact that you ordered it or the fact that I helped cover it up." To Jax's credit, he didn't react. Clay's jaw clenched.

"I could tell when I pulled up it was your fault, the look on your face said it all. Don't worry, I won't tell Opie, that's not my place to make that right and you won't have issues with me. I know you have to make hard calls, and I don't have the weight of running a Club on my shoulders. I only care about Opie and his kids, and no matter what he's going to need you guys, I'm not going to ruin that for him." Jax was silent, he felt like he was watching a lion stalk a mouse.

"However, you went behind everyone's back and got an innocent woman killed so I can't trust you or Trager with my safety. If anything happens to me, Sam, Jax or worse Abel, you both get bullets in your skulls."

Clay swallowed, "I would expect nothing less. I'm glad you can see the logical side of it."

He nodded his head at Jax, "see son, I knew your old lady had a good head on her shoulders, you could learn something from her." You put a hand on Jax's leg under the table.

Don't listen to him.

"Will that be all Clay? I'd like to get back to my break, Billy should be in touch soon about the security for the new porn business." Clay got up and left, Jax putting his head in his hands once the door was closed.

"What are you doing?"

Jax sounded more worried than angry, "he already knew I knew Jax. Now he knows that if he fucks up like he did with Donna he's dead. Jax this isn't about justice in the here and now, we have to play the waiting game, especially while Zobelle is still a problem."

Jax crossed his hands over his chest, "so you've got another grand plan?"

His tone was short, "no actually, I don't. Your brotherhood is built on a bond of trust that Clay and Tig broke. Right now we are flying blind because you can't trust your President or your Sergeant at arms. If you don't think they'll kill other members to secure their goal you would be very wrong."

Jax uncrossed his arms, walking away in a rage, "you don't think I know that? They almost killed my best friend. You said it yourself, only a coward shoot someone in the back of the head, if Tig had more honour…." You cut him off.

"If Tig had more honour, he would have trusted Opie in the first place. You don't think it killed me not to rip Clay's head off after the statement he just made about you? Jax we have to be smart about this."

The expression on Jax's face went from cycling between rage and distress to lust, then he was stomping up to you, backing you against the wall. You put both hands on his chest and he was crowding into your space. One of his huge hands was being woven into your hair and he was pulling your head aside to get at your neck.

"My smart girl, always ten steps ahead of everyone else, always got all the answers." His tone was almost mean, "and yet I've got you whimpering just from this. You really know how to give a man an ego."

You could tell that his teeth were leaving marks, "you had that ego long before me Teller."

He smirked, "are you saying I'm overconfident?"

You nodded cheekily, "yeah, I think you are."

He stepped back, "you got any way to prove that?"

You thought for a moment, "you keep saying how well you know these woods, let's make a bet. We start at piney's cabin, I get a ten-minute head start and we race to get back here. If you catch me before I get back here, I'll do whatever you want, within reason, for the next twenty-four hours."

He put his hands on the wall above your head, leaning his weight on them so he was crowded into your space, "you're on little girl, but I'll warn you, I went camping in these woods every weekend for years."

You smiled, running a single finger down his chest, "and I almost failed SERE school because I took it too seriously, nearly killed one of the guys who they sent after me in a bobby trap."

Jax's eyes went wide, "really?"

You nodded, "yeah, it was a big mess, the whole SERE team got in shit because the brass thought they should have been more prepared."

Jax didn't think he could be more into you, "shall we walk to the cabin together?"

Jax stuck his arm out, "after you my lady."

****

You walked out arm in arm, Jax smiling like an idiot the whole way, "what's SERE school?"

You smiled "Survival, Evasion, Resistance, and Escape. Basically, how to not get captured and if you do, how to not break under torture, then get away."

Jax's eyes went wide, "that's hardcore."

You nodded, "yeah, I fucked up there too. I made the guy who was interrogating me cry. He kept touching his wedding ring and I asked if his wife was cheating on him. Turns out she had just been in a serious car accident and was on death's door. I felt terrible but I passed that section with flying colours. She lived, by the way."

Jax shook his head, "you're kinda scary."

You pressed your head into his side, "only when I need to be." Jax leaned down and kissed your forehead, smiling as the cabin came into view. Piney wasn't there, having left for Club business so you sat on the tables.

"How's this going to work?"

Jax's tone was playful, "I run, you wait ten minutes, then you try to catch me. If I get to the cabin before you, I get to tie you up tonight and if you catch me before I get there, I'm your personal plaything for the next twenty-four hours."

Jax took your hand in his, "anything I shouldn't do? I feel like you've probably run from people through a forest before and I don't want to step on any land mines."

You smiled softly, "I'm good. Don't worry Jax, whenever I've run from someone and I don't want them to get me, they end up dead. Boby traps, remember?"

He bit his lower lips, "shit y/n, remind me never to piss you off."

You stood up, placing a hand on his face, "no cheating now Mr Teller, I would be very disappointed if I found out you didn't give me my head start."

He turned his head and kissed your hand, "I would never, you better get going now."

With one last glance, you were gone.

You took a less obvious path, one you had spied on one of your many walks with Jackson over the last two days, making sure not to make too much mess in case John had taught Jax how to look for disturbances on the forest floor.

As the ten minutes head start ended, you found yourself wanting to run back towards Jax, without the fear of an actual enemy, there was a strange rush of excitement. If you got away, you'd have fun, and if Jax caught you, you'd have fun. There was no pressure to win a friendly war game or prove you were just as good as your male colleagues, it was just you and Jax enjoying each other's company.

You could see flashes of the cabin from far away through the trees, but as you got closer, you could also hear Jax moving through the woods. He must have taken another route rather than following directly after you. You turned your head, catching a glimpse of Jax's blond hair through the trees. Normally use that against him but you couldn't stop yourself from laughing, part of it was that you were surprised he did so well and another was this weird nervousness.

You slapped your hand over your mouth hoping that he didn't hear you but you were wrong, his head snapped in your direction and he met your eye before running towards you. You turned tail and ran towards the cabin in the distance, trying to move through the trees as fast as you could.

Jax was gaining on you, his much longer legs making up ground faster than you could cover it. As you came out of the woods, you tried to turn but Jax had planned that and you ran right into his arms.

He was laughing just as loud as you, pulling you off your feet and spinning you around so he was blocking your path to the cabin. "I win." You shook your head and tried to wiggle from his grasp to no avail, he just held you tighter.

"Ok, ok, I concede." Jax smirked before tossing you over his shoulder and making the short walk to the front door. As he crossed the threshold, you laid one hard slap on his ass, Jax flinching, then breaking out into laughter again.

He dropped you on the couch, and you put a hand to your chest in hopes of slowing your racing heart. You sat up, pulling your T-shirt over your head and Jax descended upon you, kissing your sternum before making a path down your torso.

When he reached your stomach, he took a deep breath and blew a raspberry on your skin. "JACKSON", You laughed and batted him away softly, he paused and caught your hand, moving so he was laying on top of you, holding your wrists in one hand above your head.

He smiled down at you, "I love you so much."

You giggled, rubbing your noses together, "I love you too." Jax kissed you, soft and slow, one of his hands moving to unzip your jeans.

His forehead was pressed to yours as his fingers met your core. He smiled against your lips, "you spoil me."

You tilted your head as best you could, "how so?"

He pulled back, looking over your face, "by just being you."

He let go of your hands and placed them on the shoulder, bringing his attention back to your centre. "Please, don't tease."

Jax pressed his lips to your cheek, "oh, I'm sorry." His fingers became more insistent, rubbing in just the right way before he slid two fingers inside you.

"Does that feel good?"

You rolled your eyes at this tone, "you know it does, you insufferable ass." He pressed your G-spot a little harder, "you want to try that again?"

You bit your lower lip, "yes Jax, it feels good."

He smirked in victory, "good girl." Moving his lips to your neck, his fingers kept up their mission. Jax listened for the telltale catch in your breath before pulling away and grabbing your hand to help you up.

"Jax, don't be mean."

He laughed softly, "don't be greedy, I just wanted to move to the bed where you'd be more comfortable." He pulled you by the hand into the bedroom, wrapping his arms around you and kissing you then shoving you playfully onto the bed.

You reached your arms out, landing them on his jeans before removing his belt, unzipping them and pulling them down. You pulled him on top of you by his butt, squeezing the flesh over and over again.

"I love your peachy butt, have I ever told you that?"

Jax smiled into your neck, "you may have mentioned it before." You were smiling so hard your face was hurting, Jax was kissing down your body, stopping every now and then to suck a mark into your skin.

You put a hand on his chest, pressing gently and Jax looked up in concern, "is everything ok? "

You nodded, "yep I just wanted to suck your dick again, you good with that?"

He smiled, "hell yeah." You grabbed the hem of his shirt, helping him pull it over his head before flipping the two of your over so Jax was laying on his back.

You kissed his neck, nibbling the skin between his neck and his shoulder. Jax's hand was in your hair, rubbing your scalp lovingly. You reached his boxers, yanking them down as his cock sprung up and landed on his stomach.

You kissed across both thighs and down his leg, stopping to kiss the rough scar on his knee before making your way back up his body. You kissed the head first, then licked a line from head to base and back again.

Jax was breathing heavily, his hand rubbing your head rhythmically. You pulled his cock into your mouth, wrapping your hand around what your mouth wasn't covering, "that's it, my good girl." The hand on your head moved to grip your hair, curling so he could move your head, "can I fuck you face?"

He pulled your head away from his body so you could answer, "yep, if I need a break or I need to stop, I'll let you know."

You sild your mouth back over Jax and he stroked your face, with one last rub of his thumb over your cheek, his hips were moving. You moved one hand to play with his balls, Jax's head pushing against the pillow.

You went to remove your open jeans, taking the hand that was on his chest, you pulled them down then reached down to touch yourself. Jax stopped your before your could start, pulling you upward so you were straddling him. "Now I thought I was going to be in the driver's seat for the next twenty-four hours?"

You smiled down at him, "you are, I just thought you wanted me to do all the work."

Jax smiled, pulling you down to kiss you. As you relaxed, he sat up and used the momentum to flip you over. You place a hand on his chest, Jax lifting it up to his lips, "I love you." You placed your hand on his cheek, sitting up to kiss him.

Jax shifted his hips, the head of his cock resting at your entrance, "you want this." You nodded.

"Please."

****

The next twenty-four hours went by in a flash, and before you knew it, it was time to head home.

"I wish we didn't have to leave."

You rested your head on Jax's chest as he held you in his arms, "sadly beloved, we have to." He took your things to the car and you pulled away from the cabin.

An hour later you were home, having picked up Abel on the way. He was cooing and grabbing at your keys, "don't let your daddy see you do that, he'll get jealous."

Jax came up behind you, putting a hand on your lower back, "don't worry darlin, he'll grow out of it." You shook your head, "not if I have anything to say about it."

When you got inside, Sam waiting inside for you. He was dressed in a shirt and a pair of workout shorts. "Get lost sis, Jax and I have something to do."

You looked from your brother to your boyfriend, you had some ideas about what your brother was planning, "don't break his face too badly please."

Sam smiled, "don't worry, I won't hurt him any more than he can handle."

Jax looked worried, "good luck my love." You took Abel to the park, leaving Sam and Jax to have their fun.

****

"Have a shower then be in the gym, you have ten minutes." Jax was worried, Sam had said in passing that Jax could use more knowledge than just what he learnt from street fights, but he didn't think Sam would follow through.

When Jax got to the room that was your gym, Sam was standing in the middle of the room. "Do we have an issue?"

Sam shook his head, "no, I just need to know you can protect my sister."

Sam tossed Jax the hand wraps, "fix your hands, I'm already going to my ass handed to me from doing this, I don't need y/n to threaten to break my fingers if anything happens to yours."

When Jax was done, he stood in front of Sam, ready to start throwing punches. As he raised his hands, Sam was already on him, it was like trying to fight a firestorm. His back was hitting the ground before he even felt the first hit.

Sam stepped back and gave him the chance to stand up before he hit the mats again, "if I wanted to kill you, you'd be dead." Jax didn't know how much time went by, all he did know was that he could bearly get a punch in. When he couldn't hold his arms up anymore, Sam let him go.

"You see why I'm worried?" Jax nodded, "you ready to fix that?" He nodded again, shifting to try to relieve the pain in his ribs. The next few hours were hell, Jax wasn't being hit anymore but through everything, Sam continued to point out that he couldn't fight against someone who was trained. Even with a wooden knife with Sam unarmed, he was losing.

But Jax was learning, Sam would pause every few minutes and much like you did when you taught, he wouldn't tell Jax what he did wrong, he would help Jax figure it out by himself. By the time they heard you come home, Jax could yank himself out of a chokehold and he knew where all the hidden soft spots of a man were.

Between sparring and rough anatomy lessons, Sam made Jax lift weights and do squats, reasoning that he needed to learn to fight even when he felt like he couldn't move. Seeing your face was like seeing an oasis in the middle of the desert.

"Come on dearest, I'll run you a bath and rub out your sore muscles." Jax practically sagged into your arms and you pressed his head into your chest, "he wasn't too hard on you?"

Jax shook his head, "fuck no, we'll be back at it tomorrow."

You smiled, "really? Good for you, but don't let Sam push you around, he lets power go to his head sometimes."

Sam threw a sweat soaked towel at your head "I'm not that bad."

You shook your head, "yes you are."

****

It became an almost everyday occurrence, after a while, you started to see the change in Jax. Not only was Jax gaining muscles slowly but he was faster on his feet, you could see the coil of his body when he was around people he didn't know or someone was being a loud drunk.

Three weeks after Gemma had been attacked, things seemed to be calming down. You were sitting at the park reading on a picnic blanket while Jax did paperwork for T-M.

"Homework?"

You held the book up, "The History of Human Meat. Sounds fun." Jax was walking over to you, "you know it?"

He shook his head, laying behind you, pulling your fingers to his lips, "no. When is your book coming out?"

You leaned some of your weight on his chest, "Two weeks."

Jax still had your hand in his, "this is actually kinda fuck up but I really want steak."

He smirked and slapped your hand over his crotch, "got a porterhouse right here for your Darlin."

You laughed, turning away from him, "oh Jackson, you are insufferable."

He grabbed your face in his hand, pulling your lips towards him, "give me a kiss." You pulled your head away with a smile, Jax holding your tighter and pressing a kiss to your lips.

He rolled on top of you, unbuttoning your shirt, "here?"

He smiled, "just us carnivores."

You put a hand on his shoulder, "omnivores, and I'm sure squirrels are watching."

He smiled and shook his head, shutting you up with a kiss. He put more of his weight into straddling you and you wound one hand into his hair. Then Jax's phone rang. You reached over a grabbed the phone, "CaraCara."

Jax didn't sound happy, when he huge up, his head fell against the ground. "Are all the girls ok?"

Jax nodded, "yeah, Clay's just doing shit over the Club's head, again."

You rubbed your face, "I'll go with, after everything with Georgie, Sam wants to ask Ima to move it and I've got to see how the security is going anyway. Maybe we can still enjoy our day."

Jax nodded and helped you, after packing away the picnic, you were off.

****

Jax pulled up, stopping his bike and pressing a kiss to your lips before running inside. As you waited, you could hear Ima's car pull up. When it finally came into view, the front end was scratched and one of the hubcaps was gone.

You ran up to the car, she was a mess when she got out, her hands shaking. "Oh my God, what happened?"

She was almost hyperventilating, "one of Georgie's guys followed me from my place, almost ran me off the road."

You put a hand to your forehead, "do you want me to call Sam? I'll get your car towed too." She nodded and you pulled her into a hug.

"Go inside and collect yourself, I'll call Sam then I'll be in." You sat back on Jax's bike, ready to try and stop your brother from flying into a rage over the phone.

"Samuel, I know how angry you are but this is a Club action, don't go shitting on Jax because you've got a bee in your bonnet. Ima needs you here with her now, not caving this guy's face in." You could hear something slam into a wall over the phone, judging by his grunt, it was probably his fist.

"I'll be there in five."

When Jax saw Ima walk in, he was immediately worried, he pulled himself away from his conversation with Luanne to comfort the woman. "What happened, Darlin?"

Ima shook her head, "Caruso sent someone after me, is Sam at T-M today?"

Jax nodded, "do you want to to call him?"

She shook her head, "y/n said she'd do it." Jax took Ima to the kitchen and got her a glass of water, then sat down with her and waited for your brother to arrive.

While you were waiting for Sam, Gemma turned up, then Clay and Tig right after her. Tig sat down next to you on Jax's bike, seemingly bored with what was happening.

Clay and Gemma were flighting over Gemma turning up for Luanne and not for whatever he needed. Just as you thought things were calming down and Gemma was going to go inside, Clay through a cinderblock through her window.

You jumped up and ran inside to get Jax, who was sitting next to a less upset Ima, "Jax, you better get out here." When you and Jax got outside, Clay was bashing the hood of Gemma's car.

After some back and forth, Clay was grabbing Gemma by the back of her shoulders. Jax ran up but before he could do anything Clay was pulling away, Gemma grabbing into you for comfort.

Sam showed up seconds later, taking in the scene with anger and confusion, "Ima's inside." You looked back at Jax, whose hands were shaking in anger.

"Stuff it down Teller, he doesn't need another reason to go against you."

****

They were all huddled in the garage, pouring over files. "y/n's guy wasn't able to find anything on Zobelle, not even a parking ticket. She said one thing did stand out."

Clay was looking over a handful of maps, "what?"

Sam glared at him, "he's untouchable, she thinks he might be working with someone but she's go no proof and looking could make things worse."

The conversation continued until it landed on Hale's loyalty to the town, then Gemma was coming in to tell Sam that Ima was ready to be picked up.

"You should have told me about Bobby taking over the books. I brought it to the Club, the was my action." Sam had stopped walking to the door when Jax spoke up, Clay calling Jax selfish was the last straw.

"I'm sorry Clay, but last I checked, we're all making money off this and it's getting us out from under the ATF. How is that a bad thing? Unless you want my sister to get shot in the back of the head too." The room went silent, Opie going stiff. Clay crossed his arms over his chest, "I'm not wrong and you all know it."

Sam left, slamming the door. Clay did not look impressed, Tig on the other hand, left the room to avoid Opie seeing the look of guilt on his face. It was becoming clearer to Jax that the Donna incident wasn't going away anytime soon.

**** You went to see Gemma after that morning, "how are you doing?"

Gemma shook her head, "didn't you see the car show this morning? He hates me." You shook your head, despite your feelings about Clay, you hoped he loved his wife.

"No he doesn't Gem, he just being him." The conversation devolved from there, when it became clear that it was about sex, your thoughts of Clay got even worse but then you could hear Sam and Jax's bike pull into the lot.

You went by the window, watching Ima, who seemed much better, kiss Sam before walking away. "You good with that?"

You shot her an unimpressed look, "yes, she's a nice woman and she makes Sam happy, she's moving in on the weekend. I won't hear anymore about it, if you have a problem with Ima, say it to her face."

Gemma smiled, "I expect nothing less from you." Just as you were about to reply, Jax walked in.

"Hello my love."

He pulled you into an embrace, "you coming to the wrap party tonight?"

You nodded, "hell yeah, the girls have a lot to celebrate." Jax said hello to his mother and she left, Jax sitting down next to you on the couch.

"What's wrong."

Jax took a deep breath, "Bobby knows something's wrong, he asked Sam and me what was going and the family bullshit excuse didn't fly."

You put your head in your hands, "it's not your place to tell anyone, Tig needs to be the one to make that right."

Jax nodded, "yeah I know, I just don't want this to blow back on the Club." He put a hand on your leg, "I've got church, talk later?" You nodded.

****

You and Ima left the house together for the party, you had chosen a simple dark green with thick straps and a just above the knee hem, while Ima had picked out a tight sky blue dress with a sash over the shoulder.

"How are you feeling after this morning?"

She pressed her lips together, "better, Sam's going to teach me how get away if it happens again."

You smiled, "I'd wear a helmet, there's a reason I don't let him drive my car."

When you walked in, Ima went over to Sam pulling him into a kiss. Your eyes landed on Jax, who was sitting with Opie, his eyes lighting up when he saw you.

"Hello my love." You went to get another chair but Jax yanked you onto his lap, "is everything alright?"

He nodded, "yeah, it seems Zobelle has his hooks further into charming than we thought."

You raised your eyebrows, "Hale, really? I don't buy it."

You sighed, "something's going on there, let me do some poking around."

Jax nodded, "you're amazing." You flopped your head onto his chest, "I'm going to talk to Luanne, she how she's doing with all this. I'll be back soon."

The conversation with Luanne was short, you talked mostly about Otto. You glanced through the window at Jax who was shrinking away from a woman who was in his space, "who's that?"

Luanne looked out the window, "another producer, she came looking for a partnership that she isn't going to get."

You shook your head, "I'm sorry you've been having so many problems."

She smiled softly, "things are on the up now. But I think you better go rescue your man."

You didn't, instead choosing to stand in the doorway, watching the scene from afar. Opie looked over at your imploringly and you shook your head, meeting eyes with Jax before disappearing into the bathroom.

"Look lady, I don't want to be rude but I've got a girl. There are plenty of guys here who will keep you company but I'm not one of them." Jax stood up, practically running to the bathroom.

When he opened the door you were standing there with a smile on your face, "what the hell was that?"

You smiled, "what was what?" He shook his head, coming up to brush the back on his hand over your cheek.

"Do you enjoy watching me suffer?"

You pressed a soft kiss to his chin, "no, you're a big boy and you weren't in danger so I thought I'd leave you to deal with it. I'm not some crazy jealous girlfriend, it's your job to tell someone you already taken."

Jax smirked, "are you saying I'm yours?"

You nodded, running your hand from the back of his head to his chest, "I think the imprint of my teeth on your various body parts does a far better job at that."

Jax's arrogant smile was the last straw, you shoved him to little effect, ripping his shirt apart with buttons flying everywhere. He tore off your clothes and backed you against the far wall, one of your hands landing on the towel dispenser. Jax looked down at you, smirking before dropping to his knees and lifting one leg over his shoulder.

"Oh God."

He kissed your bare hip, "Jax is fine."

You gripped his hair, pushing his face towards your core, "you're insufferable." You felt Jax smile against you then his tongue was meeting your clit.

It must have only been a few minutes before his fingers were sliding inside you, then your core was contracting around him. As the aftershocks faded, Jax stood up and watched you collect yourself as he stroked his cock.

He was back in your arms again, lifting one leg over his hips while you leaned on him. With one last nod, he was sliding inside you and your head was falling against the wall.

Jax was breathing and grunting in your ear, the moment of his hips shoving you around the vanity. You could feel the building heat of that indicated the peak was near, then the door opened.

It was that producer woman, you met eyes with her, smiling victoriously as she shut the door. Jax was too distracted to even notice, his hands were around your body, opening and closing with the rhythm of his thrusts.

The end caught you by surprise, Jax following milliseconds after. You brushed the hair out of his face and Jax pulled away smirking, "did you make your point?" You smiled softly, kissing him again.

"Yep."

Part 28

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