#opie smut

[mushies-stories]

SOA eating out

how some of the SOA boys like to eat your out.

Warnings: smut, Freader, eating out. Juice, Jax, Opie, Happy

smut bellow

Juice: 

He loves when you sit on his face. His tongue licking up to your clit and sucking softly on the bud before dipping back down to your dripping hole and tongue fucking you tell you cum for the 3rd time. His arms wrapped around your thighs to hold you down as you squirm and struggle to keep yourself steady. He loved to hear you whine and moan, telling him it’s too much, you can't cum again. He makes you anyway just to hear your sweet sounds again. 

Juice likes to give you words of encouragement and praise since he wants to keep seeing you cum again again.

“So wet for me baby, can’t wait for me to make your pretty pussy feel good?”

“Such a good girl, so good you can handle another right?”

“You can do it, cum on my tongue again okay baby girl?”

Jax:

Enjoys missionary. On his stomach between your soft tights as he teases your pussy with lazy pumps of his fingers and kitten-like licks to your clit. He loves to watch from between your tights as you begged and whined for him to give you more. Once he finally replaces his fingers for his tongue and soft licking, to his rough finger circling your clit you were done for. Your hands in his hair, pulling to keep him as close as possible as you rode out right high. 

Teasing is how Jax’s favorite form of torture, Watching you get all flustered and needy when his touch just isnt enough as he smirks at you waiting for you to start begging. 

“What's wrong sweetheart, Too much? Need to cum?”

“I know you can last longer, you can do that for me right doll?”

“since you were so desperate to cum you can give me a few more right sweetheart?”

Opie:

Opie actually likes to eat you out in whatever way he can but since he is a tall guy and tends to tower over most of his partners, he likes to be on knees with you against a wall or a dresser to have some leverage with one leg slung over his shoulder. He holds you firm in place by one hand on the hip not on his shoulder as he sucks and licks you through another body tingling orgasm. Hands tangle in his hair as you try to keep steady. 

Opie’s almost begs you to cum, over and over like he needs you to. Like he just needs to taste you. 

“C’mon baby, cum for me.”

“You taste so good, so wet you're dripping.”

“Your perfect pussy can give me more than that right baby? You can come again for me.”

Happy:

Happy likes Missionary, holding your thighs open and keeping you still with an arm across your stomach. Normally he only eats you out if you pissed him off and he's just getting back at your bratty attitude. Between orgasms he gently licks you clean while you come down before his tongue is back on your clit and he’s three fingers deep in your pussy and you have tears in your eyes from being over stimulated. 

Happy is more like a soft dom when “punishing” you. He isn't mean, he's just relentless and won't stop until he decides you have had enough. 

“Baby, if I listened to you and stopped, that wouldn’t be teaching you anything about being a brat, now will it?”

“So wet babygirl, I think you need to cum a few more times to feel like you’ve been punished.”

“Two more baby, then you can have my cum as a reward, okay?”

#soa imagine #soa smut #jax teller #jax teller x reader smut #soa Opie #opie smut #happy smut #juice smut #juice x reader #soa juice x reader #soa jax x reader #jax teller x reader #opie x reader #happy x reader #soa happy x reader #soa opie x reader #sons of anarchy #sons of anarchy smut #sons of anarchy x reader

[ravennaortiz]

Three: The Magic Number Series Masterlist

This is a mix of Sons/Mayans boys with reader or occasionally one of my OC's. Purely smut, occasionally minor plot/humor. 18+

Story 1: Chibs xJax

Story 2: Bottles/Guero

Story 3:Angel/EZ

Story 4: Bishop/Chibs

Story 5: Half-Sack/Juice/OC Raven Trager-

Story 6: Happy/Juice

Story 7: Kozik/Tig

Story 8: EZ/Manny

Story 9: Coco/Gilly

Story 10: Opie/Jax

Story 11: Happy/Tig

Story 12: Chibs/JuiceTBA

Story 13: Creeper/Gilly TBA

#3:themagicnumber #sons of anarchy #ravennasmasterlist #soa fanfiction #mayans mc #mayans mc fanfiction #mayans smut #sons of anarchy smut #angel reyes smut #bishop losa smut #bottles mayans smut #coco smut #creeper smut #gilly lopez smut #guero mayans smut #manny smut #chibs smut #opie smut #juice smut #jax teller smut #tig trager smut #ez smut #kozik smut

[marvelous-slut]

Rekindle - Opie Winston x Reader

Y’all I’ve underestimated just how sexy Opie is. Like, stop for a minute and look at him. I’ve literally had this in my draft forever and I’m glad to finally get her out.

Warnings: MINORS, as always DNI! 18+ ONLY! Smut head folks.

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You turn the engine to your car off as you finally made it to the familiar garage. Teller Morrow. It had been at least 10 years since you’d gotten out of Charming and never looked back, even sitting in the garage brought back too many memories for your brain to count. Most were horrible memories, your father Otto being arrested right outside the club house/garage. Your mother coming in late into the night, drunken and loud. Knocking over things she didn’t need but wouldn’t throw away. If she didn’t come home, you knew she was right inside the club house sobbing for your father who was constantly in and out of prison. The more you thought about the horrible memories, the more pissed off you felt yourself becoming. You decided it was time to go in and face the members of SAMCRO, find out exactly what had happened to your mother. A part of you figured she’d gotten killed due to something with the club, or maybe one of her porn costars had beaten her to death. Whatever it was, you couldn’t allow yourself to feel one hundred percent sad about it. Your parents were never really parents, who could be when they were so invested in the club life?

You walk in to the club house, not much has changed since 10 years ago. The same smell of pussy and booze, the same mug shots hanging on the wall with the exception of a few who you assumed to be members. One struck you, taking it in as you looked at the familiar face. Harry Winston.

“Jesus Christ Ope.” You say softly, before you have any time to think about what he did or if he was still in, a voice brings you out of your thoughts.

“Well look at who’s here!” Piney, it was so good to see him. Even if he looked sick with the oxygen tubing sticking out of his nose. You walk over to him, opening your arms for his warm embrace. “How you doin’ kid?” He asks, smiling largely.

“I’m good Piney, how’d you end up with that shit hanging from your nose?” He chuckles deeply, letting out a cough once he’s done.

“Lung issues, too many Marlboros I guess.” You laugh and he pats you on the back, before you can ask any questions about Opie you get your answer. He stands outside the door of the chapel, leaning up against it and seeming like he’d rather be anywhere but here. Seeing you wasn’t something he was looking forward to like the rest of the club.

“Well, glad to see you made it out for someone’s funeral.” He speaks coldly before walking out of the club house completely. Piney can see the discomfort on your face and speaks up.

“Ignore him, he’s been a real prick since Donna died.” Donna, it had been two years since she passed. He was still mad about that? You sigh and shake your head. You didn’t attend Donnas funeral and maybe you should have, maybe you should have been there to support Opie. He’d called you after it happened, drunken and slurring almost every word that come out of his mouth. You felt it was disrespectful to Donna to come to her funeral and comfort her husband, who you dated for years and considered your first love. It didn’t feel right no matter what way you thought about it, so you didn’t come. That was the last time you’d heard from him until today.

“I guess death can do that to a person. I’ll see you later Piney, I have to go get started looking for a dress to bury mom in.” He hugs you once more, this time a little more tight than before.

“He still cares about you kid. He loved Donna, but he loved you too.” He whispers, making you go cold. You break the hug and smile at him softly, heading out the club house doors as fast as you could. Hoping Piney didn’t notice the grief written all over your face.

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You had been through many challenges before, but trying to find your mother an outfit for her funeral that wasn’t completely revealing may be something you weren’t able to do. She’d turned the house into an even bigger dump than it was before you left, ashtrays filled to the brim with butts, beer cans and bottles scattered everywhere. Clothes thrown to the side, on the tv, in the floor. It was a wreck. You prayed it wouldn’t be yours to deal with now. You move a pile of books on the bed to the side to lay out what clothing looked appropriate to bury someone in when a stack of photos falls out. You pick them up, looking at each one. A photo of you and Otto on his Harley, you were maybe 6 years old in the photo. It made you smile, even if there was a lot of shit memories connected to your father you did know he loved you. You knew it was shitty not to call or even visit him, if they’d even let you. You look to the next picture, feeling like someone had just hit you in the chest. A photo of you and Opie on your senior prom night.

“God, my hair. My face.” You say softly, laughing at how much different you looked. Your eyes roam over to Opie, he was much smaller than he is now. Hardly any hair on the poor boys face compared to now. You sigh, folding the picture and sticking it in your pocket. Maybe you’d get to show it to him, if he lets go of the issue of Donnas funeral before you leave. The knock at the door takes you away from reminiscing. You’re in shock at who stands behind the white, dirt covered door.

“I wanted to say I’m sorry for earlier. I guess I’m bad at letting shit go.” Opie says, he leans against the frame of the door, before you can suggest for him not to do it. “Can I come in?” You move out of the door way, noticing him looking around the disaster of a house.

“It’s a fuckin’ dump. Luann couldn’t keep a house up worth a shit apparently.” You say, he laughs a little bit. “There’s no way I’m staying here. Guess I’ll get a hotel till I go home.” You say, moving around some clutter, scared to sit on the couch even after it’s gone.

“If you need a place to crash, I’m sure the club wouldn’t mind if you stayed at the house. My house is pretty empty too, wife being dead and all.” You weren’t sure how to react to the last comment, so you didn’t acknowledge it.

“Thanks Ope. I found this going through moms stuff.” You hand him the photo, as soon as he looks at it he laughs. You feel your chest tighten when he does, even after all the years apart he still had an affect on you.

“Jesus, look how fuckin’ scrawny.” He says, you remember the first time he’d ever put his kutte on, how it was so baggy on him. He’d definitely grew into it over the years. “You were pretty, still are.” He says, you can’t help but smile at the comment.

“Don’t kiss my ass just cause you were being a shit head.” He grins, knowing you were half right. He felt awful for being so cold toward you, especially this being the chance to let you know that he’s never forgotten you. How you’d haunted him nearly everyday for the last 10 years.

“Listen, I gotta get going. Got some shit with the club that needs handled. If you need to crash at my place, you know where I am.”

“Thanks Ope. I really appreciate it. I’ll see you later?” He nods his head and closes the door behind him. You place your back to the door, hanging your head down. It shouldn’t be this way, the high school sweet heart still having some stupid affect on your mind years later. You look up, opening your eyes to a large rat sitting in front of you.

“Jesus fucking Christ!” You scream, grabbing the dress you’d found for your mother and slamming the door behind you.

__________

The porch light is barley shining when you step up to the door. You knock on the door, not having to wait long before it’s answered. Opie stands in the door way, only in a towel. Hair still wet from showering. You feel your eyes widen, looking him up and down. You knew it was obvious even if you had been praying it wasn’t.

“Sorry, didn’t think you’d stop by.” He says, moving out of the door way. You step in, the place was much different than your mothers. Clean, neat, no reason to be scared of being on the couch.

“So you just answer the door for anyone half naked?”

“Just the pretty ones.” You feel your face heat up at the comment. Embarrassed that you’re blushing like this. You place a hand on his thigh, rubbing it gently.

“Ope, I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you.” You say softly, he brings your head up to face him. Looking into his eyes makes your heart go faster than it had in years. He places his hand on the side of your cheek, caressing it gently.

“It’s okay.” Before you can respond, you feel yourself move closer, kissing him. He moves his hands to your hips as you stratal him, gripping them tightly. You run your fingers through his damp hair, the last time this had happened was when the two of you were 19 years old, what you’d thought would be the last time you ever got to be this close to him. You break the kiss and head down to the towel that covered him, uncovering his hardened cock. Turns out, everything about him had grown some in ten years. You lower your head down, running your tongue up his cock as he moans out. One thing you love about Opie, he never was afraid to be loud. He’d let you know how good you made him feel. You wrap your lips around his cock, moving your head up and down. Slowly, trying to get him going and eager for you. It worked very fast, he grabs a fist full of your hair, tugging it gently trying to get you to pick up the pace. It was hard to take him in your mouth without choking, you hadn’t been blessed with no gag reflex like most. Taking him little by little however, was driving him insane.

“Too big for you to handle now?” He asks, you can just in-vision the smirk plastered across his face. You decide to take it as a challenge, taking him until he hits the back of your throat. You hold in your gags, but the tears forming in your eyes can’t hide that you’re struggling with taking every inch of him.

“Fuck.” He mutters out, leaning his head up to watch the sight in-front of him. A sight that as much as he was ashamed to admit, thought about from time to time even while he was married to Donna. You pull your mouth off of him, slowly, letting him feel every movement as you do. He groans out, as you straighten yourself up, he’s pulling at the waistband of your shorts. Silently, he begs you to take them off. You begin to unbutton them and he helps get your underwear and shorts off swiftly. Eager to be inside of you. You reach your hands down to discard your shirt before you slide yourself down onto him. Your walls stretching with every inch you take of him. Moaning out, you rest your hands on his chest. He places his hands back onto your hips, helping you move and watches your face as you adjust to him.

“Oh my God. Ope.” You whimper out, moving yourself faster and more steady onto him. A hand finds its way to your breast, grasping it firmly. He moves his hand farther up to your mouth, he drags his thumb over your lips slowly. You open your mouth far enough for him to graze it over your teeth. Before you know it, you’re flipped onto your back. The feeling of him reinserting himself makes you whine out, arching your back as he picks up a steady pace. You turn your head, closing your eyes and taking in the feeling of pleasure that’s overwhelming your senses. He uses one of his hands to turn your head back to him, holding it there.

“I want you to look me in the eyes. I want to see how good I make you feel.” The words make you even wetter than you were, which at this point you’d thought was impossible. He feels your nails digging into his back, using your hands to pull him closer to you. Looking at your face and the way you tightly had your legs wrapped around him, he knew you were close to cumming. He speeds up, thrusting into you faster and a touch harder than before.

“Fuck! Ope-“ You’re unable to get another word out before you feel yourself tighten around him. You grab him, pulling him down and smashing your lips against his. You grind against him, making sure to ride the orgasm as long as possible. Feeling you grind against him sends him over the edge, he groans out as he releases into you. You would thank God later for the birth control pills, but right now that was the last thing on your mind. He pulls himself out of you, laying down beside you as you both try to catch your breaths. You try to make the shaking in your legs stop, but it’s useless. You decide to just lay there until you don’t feel shaky or hazy.

“So much for small talk huh?” You ask, he chuckles and stretches out his arm for you to come over. You do so, resting your head on his chest. The feeling feels so good, so familiar and you hate to think about it ending. Suddenly dreading going back home.

“Yeah. Maybe we can do that in the morning.” He says, kissing the top of your head.

#sons of anarchy #sons of anarchy x reader #opie winston #opie winston x reader #sons of anarchy smut #sons of anarchy imagine #opie winston smut #opie winston imagine #soa smut

[mystra-midnight]

Lost Boys & Golden Girls

summary: it was a known fact that if any of the Sons wanted his dick sucked, he could go to cara cara, and one of the girls would be on their knees in a heartbeat. such was the joy of working with pornstars.

warnings: 18+ only. pornstar!reader. spitroasting. voyerism. reader is pining hard for jax & opie. fake orgasms and a wild imagination.

words: 711.

notes: honestly is every there was a world for pornstar!reader it would be sons of anarchy. of course reader works for cara cara. it's not exactly smutty with the boys but rather her wanting it to be them.

It was a known fact that if any of the Sons wanted his dick sucked, he could go to Cara Cara, and one of the girls would be on their knees in a heartbeat. Such was the joy of working with pornstars. Usually, if Jax needed a release, it was Ima who rose (or rather kneeled) to the occasion, but tonight his focus was entirely on you.

Well, not exactly.

You wished with every fibre of your being and beat of your heart that it was Jax kneeling behind you. You imagined the way the mushroom head of his cock would feel pushing through your slick folds and the stretch as he pushed inside. You already knew that he was big and that you'd feel him in the pit of your stomach. You imagined it was Opie kneeling in front of you, his pre-cum being smeared against your lips. You knew he was big as well, enough to fill your mouth and hit the back of your throat.

Imagining them would be the only thing that would get you through this scene. It would start with Jax's hands landing heavily on your ass, one cheek at a time, then both together, making them jiggle before he'd roughly palm them and spread you open just so he could watch your cunt swallowing his dick. He'd leave your skin stinging and tears ebbing in your eyes.

And then it would continue with Opie's hands grabbing fistfuls of your hair. He'd gather your hair in a messy ponytail to hold while he fucked your throat, making you gag on his cock and leaving drool dripping from your chin. Between the two of them, it wouldn't take long until you were riding the beginnings of an orgasm.

You imagined the way they would mock you for cumming so quickly. They'd talk to each other as if you weren't there, about to fall apart on their cocks. They would use you like a toy and treat you like holes to fill with cum, and you would relish in the attention.

"The sluts gonna cum already." Jax would laugh.

"How long has it been?" Opie would answer.

"About twenty-six seconds." Jax would reply.

All the while, your legs would be trembling and shaking as you struggled to keep yourself from collapsing as Jax fucked you hard and fast, as though he were attempting to rearrange your guts. Your cheeks would be streaked with mascara and tears as Opie held you down on his cock, your nose pressed into the wiry hairs at the base of his shaft.

And when you came, it would be a religious experience. You might not have been religious, but at that moment, you'd believe in heaven. You knew that they would fuck you through your orgasm, making it last longer than you thought possible and leaving you a cock-drunk whore. Jax would abuse that spongy sweet spot until your cum dripped from your cunt and coated your thighs, the way Opie would hit the back of your throat again and again.

You'd take all of it like a good girl just to hear their praise. Opie would stroke your hair, pulling it out of your face, so we could watch the way your eyes would roll back into your skull. Jax would grab greedy handfuls of your ass as he buried himself to the hilt, cumming as deep as he could.

"Such a good whore." Jax would growl the words between his teeth as he came, filling you completely. He'd watch the way it would spill out around his cock—too much to fit in your tight cunt.

"Swallow it. All of it." Opie would instruct, keeping his cock buried in your throat. He'd groan when he felt you swallowing around him, and then again when you gagged and moan and swallowed down as much of his cum as possible before it leaked from the edges of your puckered lips.

Hearing Luann's voice brought you back to the moment—the feeling of a dozen pairs of eyes on you as you performed. The scene resembled what you had been imagining: one man behind you, one kneeling in front of you, and them spit-roasting you into oblivion. Unlike your imagination, it wasn't nearly as good.

#jax teller #jax teller smut #jax teller imagine #jax teller blurb #jax teller fanfiction #jax teller x you #jax teller x reader #jax x you #opie winston #opie winston smut #opie winston imagine #opie winston fanfiction #opie winston x reader #opie winston x you #opie x you #jax teller x opie winston x you

[violentdelightsandviolentends]

sons of anarchy fans!! i have decided!!

as well as writing for jax, i'll now also write for juice, chibs, and opie.

if you have any thoughts (filthy or otherwise... the filthier the better... ;)) please send them my way... <3

this old man makes me feral. i won't apologise ✋🏻

edit - read my first chibs fic here.

#sons of anarchy x reader #sons of anarchy #soa #chibs telford #juice ortiz #opie winston #jax teller #jax teller x reader #sons of anarchy smut #opie winston x reader #chibs telford x reader #juice ortiz x reader #sons of anarchy fluff #sons of anarchy imagine #sons of anarchy fic

[indefiniteimagines]

Should I make the Asphyxiation kink with Eddie and Buck x Reader from 9-1-1, or Jax and Opie x Reader from Sons of Anarchy. PLEASE LET ME KNOW

#evan buckley smut #buck x eddie #evan buckley #eddie diaz #sons of anarchy #jax teller smut #jax teller #opie x reader #opie winston #sons of anarchy imagine

[ashes-writing]

Opie Winston filth alphabet please?

|| taglist,babes + req rules / fandoms+characters + send ?s + masterlist ||

ahhhhh this made my heart so full! i utterly adore Opie, -i'm saying this as queen of the juice ortiz defense squad mind you, he's my love. i'll be happy, no thrilled to do this one for you, thanks for asking!!

Warnings;

Minors, abso-fuckin-lutely not. This content is made for us grown people. Go read some fluff or angst or better yet... do your homework. Go on, I know you have it. school is important, m'kay... your friendly local airhead loves you all but the fact remains.. there's some stuff you don't need to read/might not want to see just yet and those are as follows; consensual somnophilia, rough sex, body fluids, bondage, sex positions, breeding kink, praise kink, dick sizes, hosiery/lingerie/thigh highs, dominance, size kink, height difference, dirty talk, masturbation, oral sex, marking, d*ddy kink, toys, and the usual other things one finds on these.

Taglist;

@beardedbarba and @chieflawyerpastatoad are the only people on my Sons of Anarchy taglist. if you'd like to be added to it, please let me know or click the link above.

-- sadfaces, I have no graphic for Opie -or any of my boys from SOA yet. It's coming though, i just never thought anybody would ask for SOA from me, so I'm thrilled rn!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

--- will cuddle and stroke your hair and kiss all over you. Likes to pull you right on top of him and wrap his arm around you. Loves skin to skin contact so he's not getting dressed immediately after if he has time to just enjoy the afterglow. If you say you're hungry or thirsty or anything he's getting you whatever you want.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

--- tits, ass, legs and hair. But most of all, thighs. He likes every part of your body to be honest.

--- it's not a body part BUT.. his strength and his height.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

--- has had a quickie with you then made you come somewhere with him, his cum still inside you, smirking every time you squirm to try and keep it inside you. Will push his cum back into you if any leaks out.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

--- upskirt pictures. he takes them of you and collects them.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

--- Oh, he's got plenty of experience. And he knows what he's doing but is also willing to learn and try new things, so he's just getting better.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

--- Missionary, stand and deliver -standing up, standing up in front of a mirror -he loves to watch the way his cock kind of pushes against your tum from the inside, bending you over the bed or table, cowgirl and it's reverse.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

--- He's a mix of serious and goofy. If you queef, he will laugh. If you bump teeth or noses, he's laughing. But then he's back to showering you with affection and saying the dirtiest yet sweetest shit you'll ever hear in your life in your ear / against your skin.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

--- he keeps himself trimmed pretty short. it's there, but it's barely there. he's very clean. the hair is darker, coarse and if he lets it grow / doesn't have time or something, it can get really thick and out of control fast because his hair grows pretty fast.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

--- oh gods, this man... he's kissing, touching, praising, begging, holding you as close as he can get you, repeatedly tells you he loves you, he will definitely be the guy to fill the bed with rose petals on your anniversary.. he's a huuuge romantic. just doesn't show it right away.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

--- will face time you if they're doing a normal charity run or something and jack off / talk dirty / watch you get yourself off if he's away for a few days.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

--- choking/biting/scratches down his back, praise kink givingandgetting, dominance kink, size kink, height difference, lingerie/hosiery/thigh highs and knee socks, breeding kink, cum play, orgasm denial / orgasm control / edging, spanking, masturbation, light bondage kink, marking, collars -if he buys you a necklace this is basically that, somnophilia -if you've both agreed on terms and a word you can use or some way to let him know you're not into free use while you're asleep on a particular night,

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

--- on his motorcycle, against a wall, in the shower, in bed, on the kitchen counter, against a window / mirror/reflective surface so he can see you when he takes you from behind.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

--- arguing, low cut shirts and the way your tits look in said shirts, the way you melt into him and sigh, kissing, neck kissing, when you sit on his lap or thigh, sucking his cock, biting his neck or his bottom lip, playing with his neck at the back, beneath his hair... yeah, that's a sweet spot for him, oops rip. Massages too.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

--- share you, degradation or slap/hit you. he's not into scat or golden showers either. Anything else is on the table though..

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

--- he fucking loves to give. And he's damn good at it too, he always pushes and coaxes a few out of you -the messier he is when he's done, the more you moan and beg and whimper and drag your nails over his scalp or across his shoulders. His tongue combined with his fingers, holy fuck all.. I'm down baaaad your honor. I feel like he's definitely messy with this because he loves doing it so much that he kind of loses control and goes feral.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

--- Both, actually. If he's fast and rough it's a quickie, he's angry/hate fucking you or jealous and slow and sensual is when he's just so in love with you that he wants to take his time and really make you feel it.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

--- He's not gonna turn down a quickie, not him, not ever. He prefers to take his time but he knows there's not always time for that, sometimes it's just bending you over the kitchen table, fisting your hair and going straight at it like rabbits. It happens a fair bit, between MC emergencies, work and whatever you have going on + kiddos popping in and out or the potential of that happening, yeahhh. But he makes it work.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

--- Opie is down for anything, almost. He'll try anything you want to try or anything he sees / hears about that seems like a fun time.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

--- at least two. How long he lasts depends on rest/recovery in between, how much he's drawn out foreplay -which he does allll the time, btw, and will make him get there quicker on occasion, esp if he's held out for a while, and how tired you both are prior to getting it on.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

--- He doesn't own any but... If you do and you want him to use them on you, he will. Also, man will go down on you with ice or having just eaten a mint with icy cold breath and oh holy fuuuuck...

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

--- depends on his mood. Most of the time he isn't, but when he is, oh my fucking god, he'll have you begging, on the verge of frustrated tears.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

--- that quiet husky voice whispering everything he wants to do to you as he's doing it to you against the shell of your ear. Swearing. Praising you, telling you "you take my cock so well, baby girl, think you can handle all of it?" as he slams into you deeper and slower, growling. But this is for the most part, quieter. He's not trying to awaken the dead. Now, if you scream... he won't stop you and he lowkey gets off on how loud he can make you.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

--- he cums a lot. and its thick too. Additionally, he likes to be tied up.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

--- man is hung. thick girth, slightly above average length -totally using the 'big hands' theory here, he's got a thick vein that runs along the underside and it's got just the teeeniest little bit of a curve to it. I'm not entirely sure whether he's cut or no, so for arguments sake, we'll say he's cut. The tip is a pretty lil pinkish red. When he fucks you, it will stretch and burn a little bit, moreso if you're a)a virgin and not used to taking cock at all. or b)it's been a while.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

--- Opie's got an average sex drive. He's damn sure not about to turn it down but at the same time, it's not like he needs it like say, air to breathe. He enjoys sex, but he doesn't constantly need it to function.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

--- This man is out light a light, might as well call your pussy Nyquil. BUT... he's wrapped around you from behind usually, holding on nice and tight. Which feels lovely and it's warm and cozy but... god forbid you gotta get up and take a piss at any point bc he's hard as hell to wake up.

#opie winston #opie winston imagine #opie winston smut #opie winston fanfiction #opie winston headcanons #opie winston x fem!reader #minors abso-fuckin-lutely not.

[spaghettificationandpretzels]

Sp's fluffiest Smutfest Masterlist

You will not be able to read anything on this list without all your community labels turned to show.

Smut💦 Angst😨 Fluff ❤ Violence🔪 Gore🤢 Medical💉 Triggering material🚩

A roll in the Hay💦❤

Falling off the bed with Juice Ortiz. Requested by @darqchilddaydreamz

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Burning the Midnight Oil💦❤

Sleepy sex with Manny. Requested by @jvalentinesworld-cokes-hyna

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Spring Lemonade💦❤

Porch swing shenanigans with Lyla Winston. Requested by @lady-telford

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By the Babbling Brooke 💦❤

"Let's get you out of those wet clothes" with Ivar the Boneless. Requested by @barnes-lothbrok

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Snowed in 💦❤❤❤

Sex by the fire with Raymond Smith. Request by @youflickedtooharddamnit

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Wedding Night💦❤

First time after getting married with Pete Dunham. Requested by @thesirenrealm

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Weakness💦❤

Accidental tickling caught with Happy Lowman. Requested by @withmyteeth

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Fun and Pasty💦❤

"Who's turn is it to get the snacks?" With Manny and Angel. Requested by @camelia35

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Afternoon Sun💦❤

Porch swing shenanigans with Raymond Smith. Requested by @rayslittlekitten

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Cotton and Lace💦❤

First time as a couple with Jax Teller. Requested by @yourwinchesterbros

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Dinner and a Dance💦❤

First time as a couple with Chibs Telford. Requested by @chibsisadream

#Jax Teller #Lyla Winston #Opie Winston #Happy Lowman #Sp's fluffiest Smutfest #Juice Ortiz #sons of anarchy #Ivar the Boneless #Hvitserk Ragnarsson #vikings #Smut #Fluff #manny mayans #ez reyes #angel reyes #mayans mc #raymond smith #pete dunham #the gentlemen #green street hooligans

[charminggirl512]

don't go breaking my heart // chibs telford x oc

Chibs Telford x F!OC

Warnings: 18+, smut, language, drinking, drug use

Word Count: 1,643

"Don't go breaking my heart," I sing, my words slurring together but it's mostly hidden by my overly enthusiastic singing.

"I couldn't if I tried," Bobby sings back, equally as drunk. 

   We're known to do karaoke duets whenever we get drunk enough, so the crowd is enjoying the usual show. I'm standing on top of the bar, Bobby standing by my foot. Chibs is standing by my other foot, getting the perfect look up the short plaid skirt that I've paired with a black corset and knee-high heeled black boots. Once we've finished our duet, Chibs pulls me off of the bar and wraps me in his arms, his hands resting on my ass to reassert his territory to any of the visiting bikers that may have thought that they stood a chance with me. 

"How was I, baby? I think I should try out for that show. American Voice? The Idol? Something like that," I ramble as I thread my fingers into his hair. I don't know how he gets it so silky. I'm convinced that he uses my conditioner but I haven't been able to catch him doing it yet.

"Beautiful, lass. We can get you signed up for American Voice and you'll be famous in no time. I can become a stay-at-home husband," He replies, his grin telling me that he's teasing me. We've been married for a couple of years now, and I still will never get tired of hearing him call himself my husband. 

"Chibs, stop groping your old lady in front of us, man," Tig yells from the other end of the bar, despite the fact that he's groping some croweater in a much more scandalous way. 

"Kiss my big fat Scottish ass, Trager," I yell back while showing him my red-painted middle finger. Chibs loves it when my nails are painted red because he says that they look amazing wrapped around his cock. 

"It's definitely a big ass," He replies and immediately ducks as Chibs throws an empty beer can at him. "I meant it in a good way!" 

   Chibs pulls me over to the couches where Lyla, Opie, Tara, and Jax are all cuddled up together. Once he's settled into the couch, he pulls me onto his lap and I snuggle in as he lights a joint for us to share. 

"Ellie, you may be giving Bobby a run for his money as the resident singer," Jax teases with Tara wrapped under his arm. She doesn't normally hang around the clubhouse like this, so it's no surprise that she's asleep. 

"What can I say? I'm a woman of many talents," I answer before taking a hit off of the joint and passing it around the group. 

"Singing is up there in your top three along with drinking and yelling at people," Opie quips after taking a hit. Lyla is used to these kinds of things so she's wide awake on Opie's lap. We've gotten close in the little time that she's been with Opie and that we've been working together. I would consider her one of my best friends now, even more than Opie. 

"You've officially lost best friend status, Opie and you're being replaced by Lyla. She's much nicer than you." 

"Oh, no. Whatever will I do," He replies sarcastically, his tone as dry as the Sahara. Chibs laughs but is quick to stop when I glare at him. He pecks my lips as his way of making it up to me, and, as usual, it works. 

   We all sit and chat for a while, talking about the club and other things going on in our lives. Lyla asks about Killian, and I talk with her about how much he's grown and how Chibs and I are talking about having another. The whole time we're talking about this, Opie is looking at Lyla with hope in his eyes and I do my best to ignore it so I don't have to dig deeper into what that means.

   Chibs and I have finished sharing our second bottle of Jameson when his hand placed on my thigh begins rubbing up and down, his fingers just barely nudging the hem of my skirt. I squirm in his lap and his fingers begin to inch further and further up. I lean back to whisper in his ear.

"Wanna take me upstairs and fuck me or are you just gonna tease me all night?"

   He pushes us both to stand up, hurriedly telling everyone goodnight before taking us up to the dorms. Killian is having a sleepover with Abel at Gemma's so we don't have to worry about getting home to him. Chibs pulls us into the first open room we find, locking the door behind us as he starts kissing me. 

"I wanna fuck you in this tiny little skirt, lamb," He says in between kisses before slapping my ass, causing me to moan into his mouth. He pops my flesh three more times before pushing me onto the bed. "You gonna be a good girl, or do I need to tie you up?"

"When am I ever a good girl, daddy?" 

   He whips off his belt before using it to restrain my hands above my head. Once I'm secure, he pulls the cups of my corset down to alternate between my tits, sucking my nipples into hard peaks before smacking them. I shriek as I feel the pain go directly to my clit, making my already wet pussy even more soaked. He drops to his knees at the end of the bed and pulls me so that my ass is balancing on the edge before he flips my skirt up to reveal that I haven't been wearing panties all night. 

"All I've been thinking about all night was burying my face in your pussy, lamb. I've been as hard as a rock ever since I saw this pretty pink pussy begging for me from under your skirt as you stood on the bar. I should spank you for being bare in front of my brothers, but I'll save that for later."

   Those are the last words he says before his head disappears between my legs, his lips peppering kisses on the soft skin of my inner thighs before diving into my heat. He laps up the moisture at my entrance before sliding two fingers into me as he sucks on my clit. I arch my back at the pleasure and wish that I could bury my hands in his hair. 

"Fuck, baby, right there. Please, please keep sucking my clit. I'll be such a good girl," I beg and he answers my begging with a third finger entering me and even more pressure on my already swollen clit. He pulls his mouth away to look up at me as his fingers continue to pump in and out. 

"Don't lie, little lamb. You love being my bad girl, don't you? You like when daddy spanks you for disobeying. You like being my dirty little slut." 

   He sucks my clit back between his lips and I arch my back and scream as I come on his fingers. He doesn't let up though, leading into another mind-blowing orgasm that makes my toes curl so much that they cramp in my boots. Despite the tears rolling down my cheeks, he keeps thrusting his fingers in and out of me, curling them to hit my g-spot every time. I can't help the moans that fall off of my lips as I begin to squirt all over his hand.

"Fuck, that's it, baby. Squirt on my hand before I fuck you with my cock. Such a good girl, such a good good girl." 

   He finally slows down and pulls his fingers out of me, though he's quick to undo his pants and pull his thick cock out of his boxers. I take deep breaths as he lines up with my entrance, pressing his lips against mine as he slides in. 

"I love you," I whimper against his lips as he thrusts slowly and deeply into me, the head of his cock hitting my g-spot every time. I can feel the pressure building again, but I don't have the energy to fight it.

"I love you, too little girl. You're doing so amazing, lamb. I'm so proud of you." He clasps our hands together as I come for the fourth time and he finally explodes in me.

   His forehead rests against mine as we both try to catch our breath, our chests pressed together so that I can feel his rapid heartbeat and he can feel mine. He unclasps his belt around my wrists and begins to massage the sore skin there, pulling his forehead away from mine to kiss the angry red marks on my pale skin. He tries to pull out of me as gently as he can and goes to the bathroom to get me a warm washcloth and a glass of water.

   I'm sitting up when he returns and he kneels in front of me to wipe his come from between my legs as I chug the water he brought. He kisses my forehead before going back to the bathroom to fill up the glass again. 

"Whenever we have sex, you always end up with barely any of your clothes off. That's not fair," I say as he sits down next to me on the bed. 

"Technically, you're still wearing your clothes, lass. They're just not on properly," He answers as he pulls his shirt off. I undo my corset and skirt and take his shirt from him. He pulls off his jeans and we climb under the covers together with me wrapped in his arms.

"Jackie Boy is gonna be pissed when he sees what we did to his bed," Chibs says into the darkness and I can't help the laugh that falls from my lips. 

#smut #chibs #chibs fanfiction #chibs telford #fanfiction #filip telford #soa #sons of anarchy #jaxteller #jax #chibs smut #opie winston #lyla winston #tara knowles

[darklydeliciousdesires]

6K Festive Celebration is here!

Okay, guys, here we go! 

I was going to open this to a whole lot more characters, but in between various stresses I have going on in real life at the moment, coupled with a fluctuating desire to write and several mood lifts and dips, I gotta dial it back. I’m not putting a limit on them, though, so ask for as many as you like from the list. Only rules are one prompt per man, you must send it on an ask (off anon) and you must reblog. Have at it!

Men - 

Angel Reyes

EZ Reyes

Bishop Losa

Manny (Mayans)

Jax Teller

Opie Winston

Happy Lowman

Chibs Telford

Prompts - 

1. “Well, I definitely think red is your colour, but right now, I’d rather see you naked.”

2. “I did what you asked and untangled the tree lights, babe. Come look.”

3. “Are those Christmas cookies I smell? Because I think I smell them burning.”

4. “Well, that’s about the best present I could have ever gotten. I think you better let me unwrap you.”

5. “That’s a very inventive place to hang a bauble.”

6. “You gotta give me a kiss, look. We’re under mistletoe, it’s the law.”

7. “I can’t believe you did this! Oh my god, best Christmas ever!”

8. “You give such a different meaning to ‘ho, ho, ho’, baby.”

#angel reyes fanfiction #angel reyes smut #ez reyes fanfiction #ez reyes smut #manny mayans fanfiction #manny mayans smut #bishop losa fanfiction #bishop losa smut #jax teller fanfiction #jax teller smut #opie winston fanfiction #opie winston smut #happy lowman fanfiction #happy lowman smut #chibs telford fanfiction #chibs telford smut

[ravennaortiz]

A Charming Wolf

Summary: 18+,AU, Angst, Smut, Opie x Reader

Opie had struggled for years with his image. Most people saw him as a monster not just for his association with the club but also his physical stature. While he knew they weren’t necessarily wrong to be wary of the beast that lurked below, it still pained him. He wanted nothing more than to be seen for the caring, gentle giant that he was. When he first met you he felt truly seen for the first time. What started off as neighbors turned into a close friendship that then blossomed into a whirlwind romance that took his breath away.

All these things blew through his mind as he stood on all fours in front of you tonight, patiently awaiting your response. He knew this was the next step if your relationship was to last but he knew all too well the risk involved in showing his true form. If you shunned him tonight….. you wouldn’t be able to see morning.  His yellow eyes tracked your movement as you approached and knelt before him gently caressing his furry ear. You barely spoke above a whisper but his lupine ears heard your statement clear as day. Heat coursed through his fur covered body at your words “I’ve always had a fantasy about this”.

Opie rubbed his cheek against your thigh as you continued to stroke his ear. He could hear your heart beat pick up and the scent of your arousal trailed through his nostrils as he took a deep breath in. You smelled like vanilla and he knew he needed to taste you. You gasped slightly as Opie suddenly shoved against you pushing you off balance and making you fall onto the couch. Your heart pounded in your chest and you felt heat pool between your legs as the couch sagged under Opies weight as he moved over you and gently nipped the tender skin of your neck. Your light moan of his name combined with your heavenly scent awakened the animal side of him. Opie turned his attention to the barrier of your shorts, using his teeth to try and tug them and your panties down your legs with your help. “Opie” you gasped as you felt his cold lupine nose against your core before he dipped his tongue into your center. Opie growled as he savored the heavenly, sweet honey taste of you as your back arched off the couch. Pleasure built as Opie you his long, thick tongue to explore your soft center taking your breath away and you too see stars as he pushed you over the edge within a couple minutes. Opie smiled wolfishly as your release drenched his furry face and your thighs squeezed around his head as your hands gripped his ears pulling him closer as you let out an incoherent moan. Your head was fuzzy and you felt like you were floating on a cloud as Opies moved away from you.

Once you had come down slightly from the high of your earth shattering orgasm you leaned up onto your elbows to look over the man you loved in wolf form. You bit your lower lip as your eyes trailed over his soft red fur from pointed muzzle to the cock between his legs. Opie watched you as you smiled mischievously before turning over on the couch and wiggling your ass in the air. Turning your head to look at him your pretty eyes dilated with lust called to him. The couch sagged as he mounted it pressing the head of his engorged cock into your center. You both groaned as the tip easily slipped in to your slick stretching you in a way that had your toes already curling. “I want it all Opie” you moaned as your eyes locked with his as you pushed back talking more of him. Without missing a beat Opie thrusted forward fully sheathing himself inside of you causing your eyes to roll back as you moaned silently, the overwhelming sensation had you gripping onto the couch cushion until your fingers hurt. Opie gave you a moment to adjust as he closed his eyes relishing in the feel of your soft walls pulsing around him. Opie slowly started thrusting in and out of you his eyes ablaze as he watched himself disappear into you with every snap of his hips, your moans a melody made specifically for him as your body gripped and released him. “Opie, feels so good” you managed to get out as your arms gave out under you as his thrust started to become quicker and your orgasm started to build again. Opie whined as he felt his knot start to swell, the urge to pour himself deep into you overpowering him. In his haste to please you he had forgotten about what it meant to do this in his wolf form. Opie’s pace stuttered as he tried to stop. “Don’t stop Opie.” You moaned as you started to grind back on him to keep him inside. “Knot me Opie” you begged as you looked back at him your gaze on his. It was like he was caught in your spell by your words as he growled and pushed back into you, his knot nudging at your center as he pounded into you stronger than ever. After a couple more hard thrust that had your face smashed into the back of the couch an obscene pop filled the air and your body convulsed under him as he shoved his knot inside you sending you over the edge into the deep chasm of pleasure. Opie’s orgasm followed right behind your causing him to howl as he felt your body milk every last ounce of his cum out of him. Opie carefully lowered his upper body onto you and nuzzled your back as the two of you caught your breath. “I love you my Charming Wolf. I choose you forever and always Opie” you murmured contently as your eyes closed.

Morning

Opie strutted into the clubhouse the next morning with a huge smile on his face. “Guess she took it well then man” stated Tig as he greeted Opie from the bar. Opie chuckled before replying “ Oh she took it well alright, took it real well several times” he stated with a wink causing Tig to choke on his coffee before he headed out to the garage to start his shift.

Taglist:@darqchilddaydreamz

Thanks for reading! Likes,comments and reblogs are appreciated!

#sons of anarchy #ravennasmasterlist #soa fanfic #soa fanfiction #opie winston soa #opie winston #opie x reader #opie smut #opie winston fanfiction #soa smut #sons of anarchy smut

[imagininghim]

Everything left unsaid

Hi! Can you do a David Hale request? I feel like he isnt appreciated enough. Reader is Jaxs sister and secretly dating Hale. She works alot and has night shifts and some rival gang Jumps/ kidnaps and rapes her/ or whatever you like to write. She isnt telling anyone so she wont seem weak but David catches up and asks SAMCRO whats up.  You can add an ending to your liking

A/N: I loved this request so much and I spent a lot of time thinking about how I wanted it to play out. I didn’t want to go into detail with the rape scene so I made it that it was implied. 

I have never experienced this type of trauma before but I do want to say I am so so sorry if you have. This story is completely fictional and I do not mean any harm . If you need someone to talk too, I am here. 

Again, I’m pretty sure I say this every time I post but I am still rusty at my writing. I try to do this in my spare time at work and in between classes so please don’t judge too hard. 

David Hale x reader.

Trigger warnings: IMPLIED rape scene, violence, swearing, sadness, and drug use. If I missed anything, please let me know. 

This has NOT been proofread.

I hope you enjoy! 

“Are you sure you don’t want me to pick you up when you’re off?” Hale questioned into the phone.

“It’s find David, try to enjoy work. I’ll be home soon.” Closing my car door, David let out a sigh.

“Alright but if you need anything or an escort don’t hesitate to call, I’ll have a deputy on the way in less than five.” A smile spread across my face. 

“Okay, I will!”

“Alright, I love you.”

“I love you more.” I hung up the phone up and began to make my way into work. 

“Hey Larry! Have we been busy?” I questioned laying my purse down. 

“Nah, not too bad but there is another biker gang here just for warning.” I walked over to the kitchen door for a peak and seen four guys sitting at a booth in the far back drinking beers. 

“How long have they been here?” I questioned, closing the door and making my way back over to Larry. 

“About an hour or so but if you want me to take care of them I can.” With a smile, I pulled on my apron and opened the kitchen door. 

“I got this.”

~~~ Time skip ~~~

“Have a good night Larry!” I yelled out as I made my way through the back door.

“You too, doll face!” He yelled back before the door slammed shut. I made my way to the dumpster and took the trash out before digging through my purse looking for my keys. 

“What’s a pretty young thing like you doing out here all alone?” I stood in fear as the deep voice of a stranger spoke behind me. Without turning around, I started walking at a quickened pace. I kept my hand in my purse digging through to find my keys. “Hey you! I’m talking to you!” At this point I practically began sprinting to my car but it was too late. As I was about to reach my car, I dropped my keys and phone as a hand reached out and grabbed ahold of my waist. 

“Let go of me!” I screamed as his grip tightened, out of the corner of my eye; I noticed three other guys approaching. 

“Now, now, we just wanna have some fun, don’t we guys?” I heard a few chuckles and yeahs in the night air, as my heart hammered out of my chest. 

“Please, take whatever you want, just let me go.” With his arms still wrapped around my waist, he leaned down to whisper into me ear. 

“Oh we will take what we want but first we want you to send a message to SAMCRO.” He began to drag me over to the dark alleyway while the others followed. 

“Please, no.” I sobbed as he threw me to the ground and took ahold of my arms to restrain them. 

“Shh, we wouldn’t want anyone to hear you now and ruin the fun we have planned.” Tears streamed down my face as he reached down to pull off my leggings exposing my black laced panties. “I bet you, deputy Hale would love to see his little whore like this.” Hauling out a knife from his back pocket. 

I went to let out a scream but one of the others came over and covered my mouth. 

“Don’t worry sweetheart, this will all be over real soon.” And with that he cute off my panties and 

my heart immediately sunk, the next thing I knew, I felt sharp pain in my head and then everything went black.

I awoke with a splitting migraine in an alleyway, the sun began peaking through the buildings. I attempted to sit up when I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen, I looked down to see my underwear were torn off me and thrown to the other side of alleyway along with my purse. Tears began to stream down my face as I came into realization at what happened. 

I stood up and immediately pulled my leggings on and grabbed my purse, I walked out of the alleyway and over to my car. My keys and phone were left untouched, I reached down and picked them up. A dozen missed calls from Jax and Hale, over twenty missed messages from the club, Hale and Jax. 

Throwing my phone into my purse, I unlocked my car and got in, wiping away my tears. I started the car and headed back to the club. 

When I pulled up, I seen Jax and Opie sitting on the picnic table, as soon as Jax saw my car he immediately hopped off the table and made his way over to me. 

“Where the hell have you been?! I almost had Hale have a search team out looking for you!” He yelled opening my car door. I climbed out and refused to make eye contact with him, instead I made my way over to the club. “(Y/N)! I’m talking to you.” I stopped mid-walk as a cold shiver went down my spine and a flash of last night replayed in my head. 

“Just leave me alone Jax!” I yelled back as tears streamed down my face as I took off into the dorms and slammed the door, letting out a silent sob as my back slid down the door. 

~~~ Two weeks later ~~~ 

I was sitting at the picnic table reading when I heard a car pull up, I looked up to see Hale pulling up. Closing my book, I smiled up at him. 

“Hi baby.” 

“Hey angel, where are the boys?” Hale questioned. 

“Now, you know I can’t tell you that. All I can say is, they’re out at the moment.” I said with a smirk. Hale chuckled at my response before smirking back at me while leaning down on the table. 

“So, you��re telling me, you’re all by yourself?” I bit my lip and nodded. “Well, ma’am, I think I’m gonna have to stay with you to ensure you will be alright.” I held back laugher. 

“I guess so, officer. How about I take you inside?” I said standing up. 

“Hold on a second, ma’am.” I stopped mid-walk. “I’m going to have to carry you in.”

“Oh and why is that officer?” 

“Because your legs need to be kept elevated above your head, if you know what I mean.” This time I couldn’t hold it back in and let out a laugh. 

“Well then, come here big boy.” And with that, he lifted me up, pressing a kiss to my lips I wrapped my legs around his waist as he hoisted me up and made his way to my dorm room. Walking in, he dropped me onto the bed and turned to lock the door. 

“I was thinking about you all day.” Hale said removing his gun from his holster and laying it onto my dresser. 

“Oh, have you now? What have you been thinking about?” Making his way over to me, I leaned back on my elbows. 

“I think I should show you, rather than tell you.” Reaching down he started to remove my leggings, I immediately flashed back to when I was in that alleyway, without thinking I let out a scream and backed away from Hale. 

“No, please no!” 

“Baby calm down! What’s wrong?” Before I had the chance to respond Jax, Chibs and Tig trust through the door with the rest of the club following behind, guns up and ready. 

“(Y/N)! What’s wro- Hale? What the fuck are you doing here?” Jax yelled lowering his gun but not removing his hand from the trigger. 

“I uh…” 

“Were you just trying to fuck my little sister?” Jax yelled. 

“No! Well, I uh…” Hale stood up holding his hands up in defence. 

“Well, then what the fuck were yo-“

“Get out! Just get the fuck out!” I screamed before getting up and running into the bathroom and slamming the door. 

Hale’s POV: 

As soon as the door slammed shut behind (Y/N), I turned back to Jax.

“I can explain.” His eyes narrowed. 

“You better, church now!” He yelled out the door before turning and making his way down the hall.

I looked back towards the bathroom door before letting out a sigh and following Jax down the hall. Following them into the church, we all took a seat.

“Now, what the fuck is going on?” 

“Well, (Y/N) and I have been dating for the last eight months but.” 

“Wait what?!” Jax yelled, standing up. 

“She wanted to keep it a secret because she didn’t want to upset you guys.” I said trying to stay calm. “But something happened a few weeks ago and she’s been really off, she’s kept to herself.” 

“What do you mean?” Jax questioned as concern laced his expression 

“Well, I wanted to surprise her today. So, I showed up unexpectantly and we started to get uhm... intimate but then when I started to pull down her uhm…” I made eye contact with Jax to see him fuming. “Anyway, you get the picture, she freaked out and kept saying no please no. I think something happened.” 

“I don’t understand, what do you mean something happened?” 

“Well, about two weeks ago when we thought she went missing, we got a report that her boss Larry said she left at around 10PM that night but her car was out back all night long. That’s not like her.” I said as Jax looked around. 

“Are you saying she was kidnapped?” Jax questioned, standing up with concern. 

“Well, not necessarily kidnapped, but what if someone jumped her? Or worse?” Without a second thought, Jax took off out the door and down the hall. I stood up immediately and took off after him. “Jax, what are you doing?” 

“I’m getting to the bottom of this.” Before I had a chance to respond, he knocked on her dorm. “(Y/N), it’s Jax and Hale. We need to talk to you.” It was silent for a few moments before she spoke. 

“Come in.” When we opened the door, she was sitting on her bed, redressed in a samcro hoodie and leggings. “What’s up?” 

“(Y/N), we need to talk.” Jax started. 

(Y/N)’s POV:

My heart sunk when Jax spoke. 

“What about?” I said trying to keep my voice calm. 

“(Y/N), what happened when you didn’t come home that night a few weeks ago?” I felt tears brim my eyes. 

“(Y/N).” Hale spoke up with sincerity in his tone. This caused me to break down. 

“I’m sorry.” I couldn’t hold back the tears as they streamed down my face. “I didn’t know what to do, I was so scared.” I sobbed out, as Jax reached over and wrapped his arms around me. 

“It’s okay, you have nothing to be sorry for but what happened?” He pressed on. 

“I was raped.” As soon as the words left my lips, I felt the with lift off of my chest. 

“What?!” Jax and Hale said at the same time. “Why didn’t you come to us?” Jax questioned. 

“Because I didn’t want you to think I was weak. I thought I could handle it but when Hale and I… All I could see was them.” 

“Who?” Hale finally spoke.

“They called themselves L.O.A.N.” Hale’s face dropped. 

“My brother raped you?” 

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A/N: What a shocking twist! I started this story weeks ago and honestly didn't know which rival to do it about but when I remembered Hale's brother was apart of one, I just had to do it.

In saying that, if this gets enough interest I will do a part two but for now we leave it at this.

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It's a Girl!

☆ Content: f!reader, smut, breeding kink, creampie, praise kink, oral sex, established relationship, pet names

☆ Notes: drabble inspired by the red nail theory as well as a new OPI nail polish i got recently and currently have on quite literally named "it's a girl". also i didn't proofread this for once so hopefully it's fine o7

"fuck─ baby, you look so pretty right now."

toji's hand held a loose grip on the back of your head as you bobbed up and down on his length. fingers twirling over the spots you can't quite encompass and around his heavy balls.

it was taking everything he had to not buck his hips to dig deeper into your throat, settling for gripping the armrest of the couch, risking whether he'd have to buy another one or not later.

you hollowed your cheeks as much as you could, changing to pace to one more slow, more methodical as you stared up at him throwing his head back in response. you pulled back with a pop sound, keeping his shaft in your hands.

"keep your eyes on me, sweet face~," you hummed, taking a page out of his book for all the times he refuses to let you look away as he bullies your cunt. he obliged but with a groan following. "oh, so needy," you purred.

taking his cock back into your mouth once more, you swirled your tongue around the girth as much as you could, meticulously working over his sweet spots like tying a cherry stem.

"fuck, that's it," he cooed, "such a perfect mouth."

you felt yourself needing some attention after being praised so with one hand you reached down and gathered some slick from your folds with a moan humming through his length before rubbing circles over your clit.

a familiar twitch sparked against your tongue that alerted you he was close. you moved off your clit and back to the base of his cock for the full experience to stimulate him through his high.

he stared down at you, his brows knitting together as he came undone, shooting hot ropes of seed down the back of your throat. as you popped off from the tip, you took your own fingers into your mouth to taste yourself, giving the man a show of swallowing.

toji cupped your face with his thick hand, "look at you, shit. you're so pretty." his eyes wandered from your half-lidded beauties down to your fingers glazed in arousal. "pink nails this time? you always look good in pink." he smiled. "what dumb name is this one called?"

"they're not always dumb names," you chuckled. "this one's called 'it's a girl'."

he raised an eyebrow instantly, "yeah? you tryin' to tell me something?"

before you even had a moment to look confused, toji had already pulled you up off the ground, dropping you softly with your back against the fabric as he loomed over your body. he had hooked his arms under your knees, raising them up over his shoulder as he aligned his tip to your entrance.

"is my pretty girl saying she wants me to fuck a baby into her?"

"huh? toj─ ah!" he pushed his length in by several inches, giving you about half a second to adjust before rutting into you.

"that's it, fuck, that's all you had to say, doll." he pressed his body down until his forehead touched your own in a mating press. sweat dripping off onto his skin onto your own as his kissing drowned out your moans. he moved to your neck, rubbing against you finding the perfect sweet spot to latch onto you. "you want me to fill you up, right? make you a mama?"

"ah fuck─ toji!"

he bit down on your neck. "tsk tsk sweetheart, you're going to have to start calling me something different from now on." he smirked.

"mphm, w-what?" your brain was turning to mush with his tip hitting all the right places. squelching noises filling the room with every clap of his balls against your ass.

the knot in your stomach grew tighter, wanting to so badly for relief to wash over you but then he just stopped pushing with his tip just left stranded at your entrance.

"come on," he grunted, "you know what to say, i won't give you a baby unless you say it."

it was quickly becoming unbearable, all that teasing you did to him earlier for naught as he knew perfectly how to make you fall apart from his touch. you're beyond desperate for him to keep going, dumb off his fat cock.

"fuck fuck toj─ daddy! please please please fill me, daddy!"

and with those magic words he pushed right back in and deeper than before, kissing right up against your cervix with every thrust. "goood girl. gonna fill you right up, okay? fuck you're gonna look so pretty carrying my baby in you."

his thrusts started to grow sloppy, the timing of your euphoric releases about to perfectly coincide together. toji moved his lips back to yours just as messily so he could see your starstruck eyes unravel.

"cum for daddy," he purred, sliding his wet thumb down over your pearl as best as he could, swirling circles to finally make you shatter, singing his name in a stream of moans. "there, that's it, mama. fuck, i love you so much, y/n."

"ngggh─ god, toji!"

as your walls spasmed around his cock, he quickly finished chasing his high, once again coating your velvet walls in white. you clenched your legs around his waist to draw him closer with all your strength, sucking him for every last drop he was worth.

your head fell back against the cushions as you panted for air. toji kept himself buried in your even as his seed leaked outside your cunt. you felt empty when he finally pulled out, absentmindedly clenching around nothing craving his return.

he chuckled watching this, using his fingers to gather the loose beads and push them right back inside you, leaving a kiss to your clit.

after a moment he stood up, lifting you off the couch and bringing you to your spot on the bed. he went to retrieve a washcloth to clean you off as you finally came back to reality.

"how you feelin', sweetheart?" he asked, settling himself behind you and pulling your back flush against his body, arms holding your around your waist.

"like i'm going to have to go buy a crib later." you teased, making him laugh right up into your ear. "i didn't think you wanted to have any kids yet if ever."

"mmm," he hummed in thought, closing his eyes and pressing soft kisses on the back of your neck, "i want whatever makes you happy. if you want a baby girl then that's what i'll give ya."

"and if it's a boy?" you turned your head to look over your shoulder at him.

he returned your gaze with a sly grin, "then i'll just have to fuck you as many times as it takes and more for you, mama."

you laughed, meeting his lips once more, "well, i'm fine either way so long as the baby is healthy and i have you."

"you're so good to me. i don't know what i'd do without ya, y/n."

"neither can i, toji. i love you."

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Summary ;

--- Opie joins you in the shower on your honeymoon in the mountains..

Pairing ;

Opie Winston x fem!reader.

--- no physical description given beyond having female parts.

Warnings ;

--- minors, abso-fuckin-lutely not. In addition to the prior, pinvsex - no foreplay, biting, shower sex, lots of touching, dirty talk, pet names, a short lil scene tbh, body fluids, fluff.

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It’s been a long day, you've spent most of it out on the motorcycle, exploring the little town you both chose for your honeymoon and you are exhausted... All you want is a hot shower to warm up a little. You pry yourself from Opie’s arms and slip into the bathroom of the little cabin, turning on the hot water and as you wait on the heat to build, you strip down.

The heat’s just building in the water when Opie slips into the bathroom behind you, leaning into you heavily from behind, his lips dancing up and down your neck as his beard tickles and scratches your skin. “There ya are, darlin.” he mumbles half asleep, “Woke up n’ you were gone.”

“I wanted a shower.” you turn to face him, walking your fingers up and down his bare chest. His hands skim your sides, the contrast of rough palm against your soft skin drawing a whimper out of you as you melt into him just a little and yawn. 

You pull away to glance up at him, nodding at the shower. “We already broke in the kitchen, the living room, the game room, the hot tub and the bedroom…. Shower’s next?” and the playful little gleam in your eyes has him chuckling. Right up to the point when you rub yourself against him and his cock grazes your wet sex. 

He picks you up and steps into the shower, the kiss deepening as he sinks his cock into you deep, smirking at the whimper against his neck as you cling to him. “Not gonna lie, I definitely plan on gettin used t’ this.” his words are husky and growled against your skin as he fucks into you slow and deep, his hands squeezing your thighs and ass as he continues to pound away at you. You’re meeting his deep drives with your own thrusts, clumsy. 

Your nails drag down his back and your other hand clutches his bicep as he holds you against the wall and rails you, the only sounds around you are the sounds of your combined labored pants, the water running and the wet slosh each time his cock slams into you deep and pulls back out again, this last sound driving Opie to a point where he’s slamming into you harder and deeper, making you whimper and moan, the sound of your voice echoing off the tiled walls. Your nails dig into his shoulder and your lips latch onto his neck, sucking a mark into skin. He groans and crashes his mouth into yours, tongue dominating control of the kiss as it deepens and lasts until you’ve nearly forgotten to breathe. 

“You take me so good. Feels so good buried inside you, darlin, fuck.” Opie groans out as his hips stammer and he goes still, peppering hot little kisses against any part of your wet skin he can get his mouth on.  He picks up his pace again, a hand leaving your ass to rest against the column of your neck as he rests his forehead against yours and in a daze, stares down at your tits for a few seconds, watching them bounce with each drive into you his cock makes. “How’d I get so lucky..” he muses to himself, prompting you to grip his jaw and make him look at you, giving him a cute little grin. “I think I’m the lucky one, baby.”

“No way.” he argues, gritting his teeth as he tries to hold off his orgasm.

But then he feels the way your pussy clamps down on his cock more and he can feel you tensing, so he chuckles and coaxes in a whisper against your lips, “C’mon, sweetheart. Let go for me..” begging, fucking you through your orgasm and straight into his own as soon as he feels the way yours shatters through, leaving you melted against him and limp, this cute little fucked out and dazed facial expression when you sigh against his neck. “Feels so good baby, so good.”

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