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president Chibs 🍸request please love! smut prompts “you look so fucking good down there.” with “if you don't quiet down, everyone out there will know what we're doing.”

title; on edge (Chibs Telford x fem!reader)

prompt/s; “you look so fucking good down there.” and “if you don't quiet down, everyone out there will know what we're doing.”  — from smut prompts

warnings; established relationship, wife!reader x husband!chibs, president!chibs, they both call each other baby, he uses my usual rotation of petnames (sweetheart, baby, love/my love),smut, minors do not interact!!!, oral (m receiving), swallowing/cum eating, kisses after swallowing, tig almost walks in on them, they almost fuck before tig walks in, i felt rusty writing this?? but that’s it? if i missed any lmk!! (1,833 words)

a/n; pres!chibs might be one of my fave chibs era's/looks

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you and Chibs were tucked away in the chapel, his phone tossed haphazardly onto the table after a call that set him completely on edge.

his chair was pushed back and his jeans were pulled down enough to free his cock, while you sat on your knees between his legs.

he grunted as your hand wrapped around him, pumping him steadily while watching his face contort in pleasure.

“you need to stop letting stuff get you so on edge”

Chibs only huffed at your words, his hips rocking towards you and his head tipping back in a groan, pleasure clearly buzzing throughout his body as your hand continued.

“it’s not good for you, baby”

you leaned in, pursing your lips and spitting onto the head of his cock and earning a groan from Chibs at the feeling.

a smirk graced your face as you continued to stroke your hand, easily spreading your spit across his length.

“let me take care of you”

his lips parted in another groan, at both your words and the movement of your hand on his cock. another groan left Chibs as your thumb moved across the tip, teasing him with the touch while he forced himself to meet your eyes.

“fuck.. aye, have at it sweetheart”

your lips curled into a smirk at his words, already leaning into him and licking a thick stripe along the underside of his cock, tracing the vein there with the tip of your tongue.

he grunted, unable to stop his hips rocking up into your touch in search of more of your mouth.

“this okay?”

Chibs hummed at your words, his left hand cradling the back of your neck and the feeling of his wedding ring cold against your skin.

his lips parted in another groan, his eyes hooded as he watched your tongue trace the underside of his cock again.

you trailed your tongue along his length before swirling it around the head of his cock, eliciting another groan from Chibs while the taste of his arousal exploded across your senses.

a breathy groan fell from his lips as your tongue swirled around the head again, causing his head to tip back and the hand at the back of your neck squeezing slightly.

“shit love..”

he cursed, his right hand lifting to pinch at the bridge of his nose as he focused completely on the feeling of your mouth on him.

your fingers wrapped around his cock again, stroking him languidly with every flick of your tongue while twisting and flicking your hand along his shaft.

“i’m right here, always”

the words came out soft and low, twisting into something akin to a purr, while the weight of your arousal weaved itself into each word.

another groan fell from Chibs’ lips, his hips rocking up into your touch while he lifted his head to look down at you, groaning again as you licked another broad stripe up the underside of his cock.

“you look so fucking good down there” 

you hummed at his words, lapping at the precum that had spilled out and smeared along his shaft.

“my pretty girl.. always taking care of me”

Chibs murmured, unable to get the words out without breaking into another groan as you continued to lavish him with attention.

his hand on the back of your neck urged you closer, a wordless plea for you to finally take him into your mouth.

“what baby? need to hear you say it”

he huffed at your words, but when he met your eyes and seen the sincerity looking up at him, he sighed.

“please love?”

you smiled up at him, peppering measured kisses from the head of his cock and then down to the base, offering a teasing flick of your tongue against his balls just to hear him groan again.

his hips bucked towards you again, his need at a clear high and his restraint hanging on by a quickly snapping thread.

Chibs watched through hooded eyes as your tongue moved against the head of his cock, relishing in the groan that fell from his lips in the process.

“sweetheart.. quit teasing, please?”

his tone was desperate, causing your smirk to widen and satisfaction to flood your body with heat. arousal simmered in your core, but you were focused on making him feel good right now.

sweat had began to form on his brow, a clear sign of his restraint while you swirled your tongue around the tip again, watching pleasure paint itself across his face.

“please baby.. canny take it much more”

at his words, you finally took him past your lips and into your mouth.

he broke into another groan at the feeling of your mouth, his hips rocking forwards as he lost himself in the feeling of your mouth sealing over his cock.

Chibs groaned, loud and lewd, while he grabbed at the arm of the chair with his right hand. his knuckles turned white at his grip, while your hand held him at the base.

both of you knew he would cum prematurely, a mix of the tension built up on his shoulders and the lack of real intimacy between you lately.

“shit sweetheart.. so good to me”

he managed to murmur, but you didn’t say anything—couldn’t say anything. instead, you took him deeper, his length sliding along the warm wetness of your tongue before erupting into another groan.

“don’t deserve it”

his tone was wrecked, a sign that he was barely holding on, and it motivated you to continue.

you spluttered around him as the hand on the back of your neck pushed you deeper onto his cokc, forcing you to take more of him despite the tight constriction of your throat.

“shite.. i’m sorry, i’m so fucking sorry”

he stammered, apologies falling from his lips just like his groans had, the sincerity in his tone clear as he continued to apologise.

but you pulled off of his cock, shaking your head while taking a deep breath to regain your composure.

“it’s okay, you’re okay”

you whispered, tilting your head to press a kiss to his thigh while Chibs sighed, his thumb stroking across the skin on the back of your neck.

Chibs moved his hand to cradle your face, his thumb stroking across your cheek while gently wiping away the tears that slipped down your cheeks.

“i promise it’s okay, i trust you baby”

his thumb made another pass across your cheek, causing your lips to pull into a smile before you tilted your head to press a kiss to his thumb, earning a soft chuckle from him.

“let me continue sucking your dick now?”

he only nodded in response, allowing you to do your thing and take him back into your mouth.

you quickly regained your previous position, his cock hot and heavy against your tongue as you started to resume your ministrations.

the sounds of your mouth working his cock sent his head spilling as you regained your rhythm, making it impossible for him to focus on anything other than your mouth.

drool and spit dribbled from the corners of your lips, dropping down onto his balls while another groan tumbled from his lips.

“always so good.. so so good to me”

Chibs groaned, watching you fight back tears while breathing through your nose, continuing to take him into your mouth with a practised ease.

your tears weren’t out of pain or discomfort, and both of you knew it.

they were from pleasure, your joint pleasure but mostly from the enjoyment you got from sucking hsi dick.

you took Chibs’ cock down your throat, causing a choked moan to pulled from your throat as his cock throbbed against your tongue, growing impossibly harder against you and earning another moan.

he was right on the edge, and you were determined to send him over the edge.

“baby..”

his breath came in sharp pants, his hand on the back of your head helping guide your pace as you doubled down on your moevements, bobbing your head with more enthusiasm as you worked him closer and closer.

“fuck, sweetheart.. oh fuck!”

Chibs groaned, louder than either of you expected, the sound echoing off the walls and making you moan around him again.

carefully, maybe even teasingly, you pulled off of his cock again with a wet pop. Chibs grunted, the sound morphing into a whine at the loss of your mouth as you whispered to him.

“if you don't quiet down, everyone out there will know what we're doing”

another groan left his lips, but before he could say anything, you were already taking him back into your mouth and resuming your ministrations.

the sounds of his groans grew louder despite your words, his hips rocking up into your mouth while he panted above you.

his breath came in ragged pants, more curses slipping from his lips the closer he got.

“shite love.. right there”

he told, his hips rocking into your mouth again before he stiffened, his cock pulsing rapidly and throbbing against your tongue.

Chibs let out another groan as his orgasm washed over him, his release spilling hot and thick down your throat with a final, shallow rock of his hips.

“good girl..”

you hummed at his praise, staying around his cock and easily swallowing down every drop of his release.

a miniute passed before you pulled off of him, Chibs’ lips parted in a gasp as you pressed wet kisses across his thighs.

but he was quick to pull you to your feet, his hands cradling your face and his lips crashing against yours in a heated kiss.

“mm hi my love”

he murmured, his left hand moving to your knee to pull it around his hip after getting you situated on the edge of the table.

your body shielded his lower half from the rest of the room, the bustle of the people outside bringing both of you from the moment as you whispered back to him.

“you feel better?”

Chibs only nodded in response, his lips pressing to yours in another kiss while you giggled against his lips.

“you still need help calming down?”

the innuendo swarmed your words, lacing each syllable in the teasing tone he loved to hear, but you were quick to add to it by wrapping your hand around his slick cock.

slowly, you started to pump his cock again, smirking up at him as his hands moved to the button of your jeans, beginning to work it open when a knock at the door sounded.

both of you stopped, a frustrated huff leaving Chibs as he dropped his head to your shoulder.

he stayed like that for a minute before pulling your hand off of his cock, allowing him to tuck himself back into his jeans to answer the door.

you glanced back at the door as Chibs shouted on the person, watching as Tig poked his head in with a knowing look in his eyes.

“phone for you”

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🎱 - ꒰ 17 ꒱ a pair of teary eyes, ꒰ C ꒱ cigarette smoke & ꒰ 𓆏 ꒱ “i need you so bad it hurts.” with Soft Dom Chibby (Chibs)

title; soft and sweet (Chibs Telford x fem!reader)

build a fic choices; 17 ꒱ a pair of teary eyes, ꒰ C ꒱ cigarette smoke, ꒰ 𓆏 ꒱ “i need you so bad it hurts.” — from build an nsfw fic

warnings; they’re fooling around, chibs calls her a slew of petnames (baby, love, sweetheart, etc..), smut, minors do not interact!!!, p in v, creampie, mentions of being on the pill, some clit stim, he sucks on her tits a little, he teases her, he calls her his ‘sweet girl’, but that’s it?? lmk if i missed any !! (2,904 words)

a/n; i’m so sorry it took me forever to get to this 

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the club were hosting a party tonight, but you and Chibs were tucked away in his dorm room.

both of your clothes were discarded and scattered around the room, your back pressed to the mattress while his fingers moved between your legs.

you had been shamelessly flirting all night, and your teasing had landed you in the thick of it, unable to back up what you were saying, which landed you here.

Chibs had been playing with you for what felt like hours now, his fingers moving against your clit in a maddening rhythm while you whined.

but you were determined to wait it out, until he gave in and finally fucked you without you begging him to.

his fingers continued to circle your clit, the rough pads of his fingers pressing against the sensitive bud while you whined.

“all ye have to do is ask, sweetheart”

he murmured, chuckling lowly against your ear as you shook your head ‘no’. his fingers made another pass around your clit, touching you just how you liked him to.

“c’mon, use yer words like a good girl”

Chibs prompted, but you only shook your head again, unwilling to give in while he hummed, continuing to move his fingers around your clit.

your lips parted in a silent and breathless moan, making his smirk widen as he watched you try to hold on to your composure.

“stop being an ass”

you grumbled, biting on your bottom lip to stifile a moan that bubbled in your throat while your hips rocked into his fingers, grinding against the torturous rhythm he was drawing into your flesh.

“really love? how am i being an ass?”

both of you knew the answer to his question, but Chibs wanted to hear you say it like he always did. he always wanted you to tell him what you were thinking about.

but his fingers continued their glide across your clit, circling it with a practised ease that came from your many nights with him.

“i’m touching ye, how am i being an ass?”

he continued, earning another shake of your head as you tried to hold back your sounds of pleasure, not wanting to satisfy him by giving in.

his lips parted in a knowing chuckle, amusement glinting in his eyes as he leaned into you, capturing your lips in a hungry kiss.

you whined into the embrace, your hands laying on his shoulders to try and push him back, but he stayed in place.

Chibs moved his fingers around your clit again, pulling a gasp from your lips and making your back arch up and off of the bed.

“you know what i want”

the bed dipped slightly as Chibs leaned over you, his weight settling against you and his hips slotting against yours as his fingers continued.

“aye but i want ye to use yer words, is that so difficult?”

he kissed you again, pressing his fingers against your clit with more force and purpose to make you moan out, the sound falling from your lips before you could stop it.

your back arched towards him again, causing his smirk to widen as he trailed his kisses down your body until his tongue swirled around one of your nipples.

another breathy sound fell from your lips at the feeling, his tongue moving around your nipple in time with his fingers on your clit.

both of his ministrations had the coil in your core tightening, each circle drawn into you making a moan leave you.

but you continued to hold out.

your fingers tangled in his hair, trying to pull him up and into another kiss, but Chibs stayed in place.

the pleasure buzzing throughout your body was starting to become too much, you needed more, even if that meant giving in to Chibs.

his fingers made another pass around your clit, the sensitive bud throbbing under his touch before you whimpered, your head lulling to the side.

“but you know what i want”

he chuckled into your chest, amusement still glinting in his eyes as he sucked harshly on your nipple, making you whine again.

“use yer words and i’ll give ye it”

a frustrated sigh fell from your lips, before you broke into another moan as his fingers continued, drawing tight and torturous figure eights into your clit.

moans began to fall from your like water, but you were still determined to hold out until Chibs gave you what you wanted, even as it became increasingly difficult.

Chibs sucked harshly again, pulling another strangled sound from your throat as the pleasure quickly morphed into sensitivity, your hips trying to pull away from his fingers.

tears had began to well in your eyes at the overwhelming feeling, your fingers wrapping around his wrist to try and push his hand away as you whined.

“okay, okay!”

you relented, a huff leaving you as you grabbed at the back of Chibs’ head with one hand and forced him to pull off of your chest, meeting your teary eyes with a determined look of his own.

“i need you so bad it hurts”

a satisfied smirk graced his face at your words, his fingers instantly leaving your clit and his right hand wrapping around his cock.

he stroked himself in a row of languid strokes, groaning above you while you whined, rocking your hips towards him before his free hand pulled your legs around his waist.

“wasn’t so hard, was it?”

his question didn’t receive an answer, you were too focused on the feeling of him swiping the head of his cock through your wetness.

“..please!”

you whined, rocking your hips towards him as he positioned himself at your entrance, his eyes searching yours and his smirk growing wider at the pleasure written across your face.

carefully, Chibs started to push into your wet warmth, making both of you moan out at the feeling as he sank inch after inch into you.

Chibs grunted, hooking his right arm around your waist and easily pulling your body as close to his as possible while he bottomed out.

“is this okay?”

he asked softly, leaning in to capture your lips in a much softer kiss while you nodded, carefully moving your arms around his neck to hold him closer to you.

his hips stayed flush against yours for a long minute while he kissed you again and again, easing you up and into his embrace.

there was always two sides to Chibs, and tonight it was clear you’d be seeing both sides.

the teasing side of him you’d just seen, each torturous circle of his fingers on your clit until you gave in and begged him to fuck you.

but now you were seeing the softer side of him, the version of Chibs that only you ever got to see. the soft and caring side, his teasing put at bay and replaced by a soft dominance that left you feeling elated.

Chibs kissed you again, slowly pulling you from your thoughts and back into the moment with a soft hum.

“ye okay, love?”

you nodded in response, returning his kiss with a soft giggle, making him hum against your lips.

“yer still crying”

he told, using his left hand to cradle your face and use his thumb to brush away your tears, while a flicker of worry filled his eyes.

his thumb continued across your cheek, but you shook your head before nuzzling into his touch with a soft murmur.

“not anymore, was because of your teasing”

it wasn’t like you to cry because of his teasing, tonight, though you couldn’t help it.

Chibs hummed, leaning in to press a kiss to your cheek before he whispered to you again.

“if it’s too much, tell me”

you nodded along to his words, pressing your lips to his in another kiss while he started to rock his hips in a soft rhythm.

his hips pulled back until only the head of his cock remained inside, pulling a whine from you before he was pushing back in and starting a steady pace.

“i’m right here, love”

he whispered, pressing another kiss to your lips as your arms tightened around his neck, clinging to him with another soft moan.

“i’m sorry for making you cry”

the hand on your face moved to hook under your knee, using it to pull your leg high around his hip and allow him to deepen his thrusts.

beneath you, the bed creaked as his thrusts continued, both of his hands keeping your body against him while you let out another moan.

“stop apologising”

you murmured, tangling your fingers in his hair and pulling him into another kiss as he rocked deeper into you, his lips against yours muffling the sounds falling from your lips.

“oh fuck..!”

the curse fell from your lips before you could stop it, your head lulling to the side while your fingers in his hair pulled him into you again.

he smirked against your jaw, pressing a kiss to the skin there before he groaned against your ear as your cunt fluttered around him.

“that feel good, baby?”

his voice had dropped, each word wrapped in that teasing lilt he always used, but was slowly being wrapped up in his softness.

“feels so good”

you managed after a minute, moaning against his lips as they found yours in another kiss while pleasure completely overtook your body.

your cunt fluttered around him again, earning another groan from Chibs as his hips continued. each snap of his hips against yours filled the room with the steady slapping of skin on skin, in a lewd and rhythmic pattern.

“doin’ so good for me, like ye always do”

Chibs’ body shifted against yours, angling his hips to drive deeper and hit that one spot that had you seeing stars.

his knees pressed into the mattress with every deep thrust he delivered, hitting the spot over and over while moans slipped from your lips like water.

each moan grew louder than the one before it, synchronising with the slapping of skin on skin, all while you hurtled towards your climax.

“i’m right here, sweetheart”

he reminded, causing a whine to tumble from your lips as his thrusts continued, your walls fluttering around him and making the smirk on his face soften at your closeness.

“i’ve got ye, let go for me”

you clung to him like a lifeline as each thrust pushed you closer and closer, your eyes rolling back in your head with every deep thrust.

Chibs kissed you again, deep and hungry, while his thrusts continued.

the steady rock of his hips against yours had your walls fluttering around his cock and greedily pulling him in deeper, as your head threw itself back in pleasure.

his lips parted in another groan, his body shifting against you again as the head of his cock hit that one spot again and again.

“Chibs..”

you whined before breaking into another moan, gasping as he nipped at your jaw and whispered against your ear.

“cum for me, baby”

he kissed you hungrily, pushing his tongue into your mouth and moving it against yours in time with his thrusts, drawing out moan after moan from you with a practised ease.

Chibs continued to rock into you, his pace unrelenting and the head of his cock hitting that one spot over and over until it became too much.

his name slipped from your lips in another breathless plea, pleasure completely taking over as tears threatened to spill.

the slight sting of your tears made you gasp, unable to stop them this time as they prickled in the corners of your eyes.

you didn’t say anything, instead focussing on losing yourself in the feelings taking over your body and the rhythmic knock of his hips against yours.

the bed creaked beneath you both again as Chibs doubled down on his thrusts, determined to send you over the edge and completely oblivious to the tears streaming down your cheeks.

but each thrust he gave pushed you closer to the edge, until it was all too much to ignore.

he rocked into you one more time before you crested over into your orgasm, your cunt spasming around him as you found your peak with another moan.

“oh fuck!”

you exclaimed, your head thrown back in pleasure and your tears continuing to soak your cheeks at the overwhelming feeling of euphoria.

Chibs grunted as your walls clamped down around him, causing him to lose his rhythm and meet your eyes again.

worry was instant in his eyes at the sight of your tears, but the rapid flutter of your cunt around him distorted his worry momentarily.

the tightness of your cunt around him had a groan falling from his lips while your release soaked his cock, helping to ease his now rhythmless thrusts as he doted you with care and attention.

“hey, what’s wrong?”

he asked softly, leaning over you and pressing a dozen soft kisses to your lips and cheeks.

“..nothing, feels too good”

his lips tugged into a smirk, but worry remained dormant in his eyes.

Chibs pressed his lips to yours in another kiss, shifting his weight to sit on his knees between your legs while holding your face in both hands.

you hummed as his thumbs wiped away your tears, putting his own needs aside as he made sure you were okay.

“ye sure that’s it?”

when you nodded again, he pressed another kiss to your lips before starting to rock into you again, one of his hands on the bed next to your head while the other kept your leg high around his hips.

“tell me if it’s too much”

he reminded, his thrusts steady as he picked up his previous pace to chase his own peak.

your hands cradled each side of his face, pulling him down and into another kiss before your walls fluttered around him again.

each thrust Chibs gave earned another sensitive ripple of your walls around him, already building himself up to his own orgasm while you whispered against his lips.

“please baby?”

Chibs only managed a groan in response, nodding slowly but you continued your soft plea.

“inside’s okay, i promise”

he groaned at your words, even though it wasn’t something new. since the first time you let Chibs between your legs he had finished inside, your soft whisper about being on the pill the first time all he needed.

so now it was his go to.

his hips rocked into you again and again, only managing a couple more thrusts before he was following you over the edge and into his own orgasm.

a low groan of your name fell from his lips as his cock throbbed inside you, his thrusts uneven and rugged as he pushed in hard and deep.

Chibs groaned again, letting go and nuzzling into your throat as he found his release in your warmth with a final and shallow buck of his hips.

“fuck love..”

he grunted, softening in your touch as your fingers moved through his hair, gently pulling him up and into another kiss while his hips made a slow grind against yours, and making sure he gave you every drop of his cum.

“such a sweet thing”

you hummed at his words, kissing him again while he settled against you, laying his weight against your body while you went lax beneath him.

his arms lay on the bed on either side of you as he rested his head on your shoulder, making you giggle out at his new softness in the aftermath.

but when he lifted his head again after a long minute, he pressed his lips to yours in another kiss.

“ye done so good for me”

Chibs stole another kiss from you, shifting his weight and sitting back on his knees before slowly pulling out of you with a low groan.

a whine from you followed his groan, making him smirk down at you as his eyes zeroed in on the sight of his cum spilling out of you.

“should’ve told me ye were crying”

he murmured, cradling your face in his right hand and moving his thumb across your cheek in another soft movement, but you shook your head.

“was crying because it felt good, okay?”

Chibs only nodded at your words, stealing a final kiss from you before moving out of bed to grab a towel, cleaning up between your thighs.

but when he moved back to you, he wrapped an arm around your shoulders and pulled you into his side, humming to himself as you rested your head on his shoulder and your hand on his chest.

you smiled into his skin at your closeness, the unique smell of him wrapping around you like a second hug from him.

his cologne hit you first, something you couldn’t quite place, before it was followed by the steady smell of cigarettes. both scents together so distinctly Chibs that it was comforting.

“ye mind?”

he asked while holding up a box of cigarettes and a lighter, pressing a kiss to the top of your head as you shook your head before lighting one of the cigarettes.

Chibs let out a breath as he took a drag from it, the room filling with the smell of sex and cigarette smoke as he whispered to you again.

“my sweet girl, yer something special”

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It Should’ve Been You (One-Shot)

Summary:  When the reader gets a little too close to Juice at a party, it forces Chibs to re-evaluate his feelings for her.

Pairings:  Juice Ortiz x Reader, Chibs Telford x Reader

Warnings:  Language

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You were oblivious to the game going on beside you until a chorus of catcalls grabbed your attention, tearing you away from your conversation with Jax to see a host of eyes fixed on you.  A circle had formed, made up of outlaws and scantily clad sweet butts, clustered around a single bottle of beer, the neck of which was currently pointing at a small gap in the bodies that sat cross-legged on the floor, directly at you.

‘I think you’re up, darlin’,’ Jax teased and you shook your head, wrinkling your nose is distaste.

‘What?  Are we back in high school?  You’re seriously playing spin the bottle?’  Juice was eying you sheepishly from across the circle, running a hand over his strip of dark hair, shrugging when you met his gaze.  ‘C’mon, guys, I’m not even part of the game!’

‘Doesn’t matter,’ Happy told you, all business as he gestured to the space you occupied.  ‘The bottle is king.’

You turned to Jax, hoping for support, but were to be disappointed when he spread his hands wide, a beaming grin of amusement dimpling his cheeks.  ‘Don’t look at me.  Rules are rules, right?’

You knew you were being a buzzkill, but you had a good reason, or so you thought.  Your heart belonged to another member, the guy who had dominated your thoughts since he’d sauntered into the T.M. office on your first day of work and offered you a coffee in a lilting Scottish accent that made your pulse race.  Chibs didn’t know the effect he had on you, of course he didn’t, but that didn’t mean you were going to throw yourself at one of his brothers and ruin any chance you might have.

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The Way You Are (One-Shot)

Summary:  The reader resorts to drastic measures to catch the eye of a certain outlaw…

Pairing:  Chibs Telford x Reader

Warnings:  Language

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It had been a big decision for you, a bold one, but when you entered the club and several sets of eyes dropped to the seductive swing of your hips, and the hem of the faded denim miniskirt that sat tantalisingly high on your legs, you knew it had been the right one. The guys weren’t used to seeing you like this.  You were a mechanic, a damn good one, but that pretty much meant your daily attire was either ripped up jeans and a shirt, something hard-wearing that didn’t show the grease stains, or some too-big, shapeless coveralls.  You had their respect, sure.  You were the one they went to when they needed something doing to their bikes that they didn’t have the time or inclination to do themselves, but you wanted more than that.  You saw the way they looked at the girls that flocked to the club each night, hoping they’d get a chance to throw down with a member.  They were treated like Goddesses, until they’d served their purpose at least.  You?  You were just the paid help.  It wasn’t enough anymore.

Sidling up to the bar, you slid on to one of the high stools, easing your jacket over your shoulders and laying it on your lap, crossing one leg over the other.

‘Hey Juice, get me a beer.’  You summoned the Puerto-Rican with a friendly wave, and he broke away from the conversation happening a few feet away to serve you.  

You could see the moment it registered on his face who he was talking to, his gaze roaming from your heavily lined eyes down to the low V of your top, his tongue tracing his bottom lip when you leaned forward to rest your elbows on the bar, allowing even more cleavage to peek out from the between the folds of black chiffon.  

‘Y/N… You look, uh…’  He swallowed hard, running a hand over his shaved head as he tried to find the words.  ‘I mean… you-‘

‘Alright, calm it, Juicy.’  You reached over to trail your fingers over his cheek, smirking when you saw the hint of a flush colouring his skin.  ‘I just want a drink, okay?’

He nodded, turning his back to you, and reaching into the fridge to get you a cold one, cracking the top off with practised ease before passing it over.  ‘I’m sorry.  I’m just not used to… I mean, we’re not used to seeing you looking so…’  He tailed off again, and you shook your head.  Men.

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hiii can i request Chibs Telford with “Is this okay?” “Yeah, that— that’s okay. Please— keep going.” & "want this. i want you." these are from the first time promts #14 & smut prompts: lightly spicy.

title; teasing promises (Chibs Telford x fem!reader)

prompt/s; “is this okay?” “yeah, that—that’s okay. please—keep going” and “i want this. i want you” — from first time prompts and smut prompts

warnings; unestablished relationship but they’ve been flirting, virgin!reader, some back and forth teasing, smut, minors do not interact!!!, unprotected p in v, creampie x, she’s on the pill, he talks about pulling out before she tells him she’s on the pill, allusions to another round, uh that’s it?? (3,110 words)

a/n; i love him guys

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you and Chibs had been shamelessly flirting for weeks now, a constant back and forth of whispered teases and an abundance of dirty talk.

and tonight seemed to be his breaking point.

he had waited until you saddled up next to him at the bar like you did every night, a mischievous glint in your eyes and a smirk tugging at your lips as you leaned in to whisper against his ear.

“you gonna keep staring at my tits or night or actually do something?”

Chibs laughed at your words, shaking his head in amusement before he tilted his head to murmur back to you.

“ye want me to do somethin’?”

his right arm hooked around your waist to tug you closer, resting his hand on your hip and giving your waist an appreciative squeeze.

you instinctively curled into him, your hand lying on his chest while his eyes dipped to your cleavage again.

“wasn’t sure if ye wanted it, sweetheart”

he flashed you an innocent look, or at least as innocent as Chibs Telford could give. 

“what, you think i’ve just been flirting with you for the sake of it?”

Chibs chuckled, leaning in impossibly closer to nip across your jaw, easily pulling a breathy sound from your lips as your grabbed at his shoulder to steady yourself.

his teeth nipped at the corner of your jaw before his voice came out low against your ear, making tingles run down your spine.

“i think ye’ve been a wee tease”

a laugh slipped from your lips while mischief filled your eyes, unable to stop the smile that graced your face.

“and i think ye need put in yer place for it”

before you could say anything, Chibs was standing from the barstool and walking you throughout the clubhouse, walking you back and into his dorm.

the door was shut with a bang at Chibs’ sudden eagerness to get you into bed, his hands moving quick as he crashed his lips against yours.

he toed off his boots as he walked you backwards towards the bed, allowing you to push his kutte off his shoulders until it landed on the floor with a much softer sound than the door shutting over.

you hummed, moving your arms around his neck and gasping as he pushed you down onto the bed, easily settling between your legs.

Chibs leaned over you, his left hand on the bed next to your head while his right pulled your leg high around his hip.

his lips pressed to yours in another deep kiss, nipping at your bottom lip and causing a gasp to fall from your lips while you murmured out to him.

“is this you finally working up the balls to take what you want?”

he chuckled again, shaking his head in amusement as he sat back on his knees, soothing his hands across your legs as they remained drawn loosely around his hips.

“oh sweetheart.. watch yer mouth with me”

amusement and mischief twinkled in your eyes as he popped the button of your jeans, quickly tugging them down and off before his thumbs were hooking into the waistband of your underwear to tug them off too.

a low and appreciative whistle left him as his eyes fell to the wetness between your legs, his smirk wide while he used both hands to push your thighs apart.

“look at you, fuckin’ soaked for me love”

you rocked your hips towards him in an attempt to get him to touch you, but he only chuckled in response, a flare of mischief and teasing flooding his eyes.

“this all for me, eh?”

Chibs hummed as you shoved at his shoulder, undeterred from the sudden air of need that clouded around you and the way your hips rocked towards him.

he shifted closer to you, the heat of his body evident even through his clothes, and it made you whine.

“please..”

his smirk turned downright sinful at your plea, his hands pushing your legs impossibly further apart as you watched him through half lidded eyes.

“use yer words sweetheart.. been teasing me for weeks, need to hear what ye want”

the space between you was heated, filled with the weight of your back and forth teasing and every lingering touch that had sent heat sparking through your body.

but one thing was holding you back, and you were scared to tell him.

you paused beneath him, head tilted to the side and a sigh falling from your lips that had Chibs’ eyebrows knitting together and a flare of worry mixing with his teasing and mischief.

“hey what’s wrong?”

he asked, stroking his thumbs back and forth across your thighs as he loosened his hold on you slightly.

“i uh.. i haven’t, you know..”

his eyes searched yours as you trailed off, unable to make proper sense of what you were saying until it dawned on him and realisation bloomed across his face.

Chibs soothed his hands across your legs with a new softness, all of his teasing momentarily forgotten.

“shit you haven’t? like ever?”

when you shook your head no, he was quick to lean into you, capturing your lips in another kiss and easily getting you to melt into him.

your hands cradled the sides of his face, stroking your thumbs back and forth as you whispered out to him.

“i didn’t want to tell you in case you didn’t want this anymore”

Chibs kissed you again, his softness still there with every press of his lips against yours.

“always want ye, sweetheart. from the moment i first seen ye, and then ye started flirting with me and i knew i wanted ye”

he kissed you again, somehow softer than all of his previous kisses while your thumbs made another pass across his cheeks, carefully easing him away from your lips.

his hands moved to either side of your head, leaning over you with a cautious glint in his eyes while you moved your hands down his chest.

“i also didn’t think you’d whisk me away into your bed either, thought we would’ve still been out there flirting”

that pulled a laugh from Chibs, while he shifted his weight against you, causing the denim of his jeans to brush against your core and make a whine tumble from your lips in the process.

“ye asked love, and i’m taking ye up on it”

of course he was, but you still hadn’t expected it.

when you asked him, you weren’t expecting him to whisk you away from the party and into his bed, and you most definitely didn’t expect for him to find out that you were a virgin.

but here you were, half naked beneath him and aching for him.

“ye still want me, love?”

he asked, momentarily pulling you from your thoughts with a small nod, your hands already tugging at his belt with an impatient pull.

“i want you to be my first”

Chibs all but groaned at your words, nodding and leaning in to capture your lips in another kiss, smirking against your lips as you gasped after pushing your hand into his jeans.

your hand wrapped around his cock, pumping him slowly and easily pulling a strangled groan from his lips.

“i trust you”

his hands shoved down his jeans, freeing his cock and giving you more room to move your hand along his length.

“ye sure? don’t want ye feeling pressured to do something if yer not ready for it”

he rocked into your touch as your hand continued, working along his cock and earning a throaty groan from him in the process.

each stroke of your hand had another groan falling from his lips, unable to hold back his sounds of pleasure as you spoke.

“i want this, i want you”

Chibs hummed, reluctantly pulling your hand off of his cock so he could push down and off his jeans the rest of the way, settling on his knees between your legs.

both of Chibs’ knees pushed yours apart, making room for himself while his hands worked your top up and off over your head, followed by his fingers quickly unclasping your bra and tossing it aside.

“fuckin’ gorgeous”

he murmured while moving his hands to cup your boobs, humming in approval while his thumbs moved circled your nipples until they peaked.

“my eyes are up here”

you told, guiding his head up until he chuckled, amusement twinkling in his eyes as his thumbs continued, easily making you break out into a breathy moan.

Chibs leaned in, kissing you again before he spoke against your lips.

“aye but yer still gorgeous, can’t help staring at yer tits.. especially not now that yer finally letting me have ye”

his voice had dropped and became a low murmur, sending chills running down your spine and your hips rocking towards him again.

“you’re such a sleaze”

instead of protesting your words, Chibs only kissed you again, his hips slotting tighter against yours and leaving little to no room between your bodies.

your hands slid across his chest, making quick work of the buttons of his shirt before pushing it from his shoulders like you had done with his kutte, undressing him until he was naked above you.

“ye complainin’ love?”

he asked against your lips, his left arm on the bed next to your head while his right hand wrapped around himself, pumping slowly and groaning into the kiss.

“gonny pull out love.. promise”

at his words, you shook your head and broke the kiss, gasping as he moved the head of his cock through your wetness with a practised ease.

a moan fell from your lips at the feeling of him, barely holding onto your restraint as you managed to find the words that had momentarily died on your tongue.

“you don’t have to.. i’m on the pill”

his eyes darkened at your words, unable to hold back a groan as they registered in his head, already causing a slew of dirty thoughts to run wild.

“ye sure?”

Chibs asked, earning a nod from you in response before he groaned again. he leaned in, kissing you again while positioning himself at your entrance.

he paused there, his eyes searching yours for any sign of hesitation or doubt, but he found none.

slowly, Chibs started to push in. both of you moaned out at the feeling, your fingers digging into his shoulders as inch after hard inch disappeared into your warmth.

“is this okay?” 

you were already nodding before he finished asking the question, your arms moving around his neck and your fingers tangling in his hair to pull him down and into another kiss.

“yeah, that—that’s okay. please—keep going”

his lips pressed to yours in yet another kiss, easily moving his right arm around your waist and pulling your body against his, keeping you as close to him as physically possible.

the feeling of him consumed you as he slowly bottomed out, his hips flush against yours and his name falling from your lips in a breathy whine.

Chibs gave you a long minute, letting you adjust to the new feeling and sensations.

this was different, seeing Chibs with a new air of softness to him that you weren’t used to seeing. he was a big sweetheart, yes, but you still weren’t used to this level of softness from him.

it was nice, being one of the only people to see this soft side to Chibs.

“ye okay, love?”

he asked, quickly pulling you from your thoughts with a small nod, smiling up at him while he chuckled to himself.

you kissed him again, whispering a soft go ahead for him to start moving.

his hips pulled back until only the head of his cock remained inside, pulling a whine from you before he was pushing back in and starting a steady pace.

“i’ve got ye”

Chibs murmured as your arms wrapped tight around his neck, clinging to him for stability.

“i’m no going anywhere, i’m right here”

using his left hand, he grabbed the back of your knee and pulled your leg high around his hip, helping him to deepen his thrusts.

the bed creaked beneath you both as Chibs continued his thrusts, using both hands on your body to keep you against him and in the perfect position.

his hips rocked deeper while you moaned, muffling the sound by crashing his lips against yours again, before he swallowed down your moans as they fell from your lips like water.

“Chibs..”

you mewled, your head lulling to the side while your fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him impossibly closer.

Chibs pressed a kiss to your jaw, groaning lowly as your cunt fluttered around him.

“that feel good, love?”

he asked against your jaw, quickly moving his right hand to the bed next to your head as he loomed over you.

his question only gained a small nod in response, words dying on the tip of your tongue as pleasure completely overtook you and your cunt fluttered around him again.

another groan left Chibs at the feeling, his hips continuing and easily filling the room with a mix of your moans and the steady slapping of skin on skin.

“ye feel so good, mmhm thank you sweetheart”

Chibs captured your lips in another kiss, smirking to himself as you moaned against his lips, clinging to him as he gave another sharp thrust.

“thank you for letting me be yer first”

you moaned out as he angled his hips, his knees pressing into the mattress as he deepened his thrusts and easily hit that one spot that had you seeing stars.

each moan that fell from your lips grew louder than the moan before it, growing louder and needier with every thrust he gave as you hurtled towards your climax.

a whine tumbled from your lips as Chibs’ thrusts continued, your walls fluttering around him while his smirk widened on his face.

“ye close already, eh?”

you could only nod at his question, clinging to him like a lifeline as his thrusts continued. 

“i’m that good eh?”

Chibs continued, making you smack at his shoulder and roll your eyes at him, making him chuckle before he kissed you again.

his thrusts had your walls fluttering around his cock and greedily pulling him deeper, your head thrown back in pleasure as Chibs groaned lowly.

“kidding love, don’t hate me when yer so close”

he shifted above you, both of his arms on the bed on either side of your head while the head of his cock hit that one spot again and again.

“stop being an ass”

you murmured, gasping as he nipped at your chin and slowly made his way along your jaw until he was whispering against your ear.

“ye gonny cum fer me like a good girl?”

another moan fell from your lips as Chibs nipped at the corner of your jaw, soothing the sting with his tongue before his lips were on yours again.

he kissed you hungrily, his tongue pushing into your mouth and moving against yours, drawing out moan after moan with a practised ease.

his hips continued against yours, his pace unrelenting and the head of his cock hitting that one spot over and over.

“there we go, that’s it”

Chibs murmured into the kiss, smirking against your lips as your fingers tangled in his hair and pulled him back into the kiss, wanting to keep his lips on yours.

“needy girl”

you didn’t grant him with an answer, instead losing yourself in the all consuming feeling that was taking over your body.

the bed creaked beneath you again as Chibs doubled down on his thrusts, determined to send you over the edge before he even thought of his own orgasm.

each thrust he gave pushed you closer to the edge, until it was too much to ignore.

Chibs rocked into you one more time before you crested over into your orgasm, your cunt spasming around him as you found your peak.

“Chibs..”

you whined, making him hum against your lips and his hips losing their rhythm at the sudden tightness of your cunt clamping down around him.

he grunted at the feeling, his lips parted in a string of groans while your release soaked his cock, helping to ease his now rhythmless thrusts.

“that’s it, love. that’s my good girl”

his hips continued to rock into you while he shifted against you, his left hand hooking under your knee again as he began to chase his own peak.

“ye sure inside is okay?”

Chibs asked between groans, hesitation filling his eyes as he clearly tried to hold off, but you only nodded under him.

your hands cradled his face, pulling him down and into another kiss before your cunt fluttered around him again, each thrust earning a sensitive ripple of your walls.

“shit.. gonny make me cum sweetheart”

he kissed you again, groaning against your lips as you whispered to him.

“i promise you can cum inside me”

his hips only managed to rock into you a couple more times before he was following you over the edge and into his own orgasm.

a groan of your name left him as his cock throbbed inside you, his thrusts uneven and completely rhythmless as he pushed in hard and deep.

Chibs groaned again, letting go and nuzzling his face into your throat as he found his release in your warmth with a final and shallow buck of his hips.

“oh fuck..”

he grunted, your fingers combing through his hair and gently pulling him up into another kiss while his hips made a slow grind against yours, making sure he gave you every drop of his cum.

“such a good girl fer me, ye know that?”

you giggled against his lips, tilting your head as you moved your hands to cradle his face, stroking your thumbs across his cheeks.

his lips curved into a smirk while he shook his head, amusement quick to fill his eyes as he spoke.

“ye enjoy that love?”

another giggle left you as his smirk turned lazy and he sat back on his knees, slowly pulling out of you before a whine fell from your lips.

“mmhm i don’t know, Filip. maybe we need to go again, just to make sure”

the amusement in his eyes morphed into renewed lust and wanting at your words, while his hands soothed across your thighs.

Chibs let his eyes trail down your body, chuckling to himself again at the sight of his cum spilling out of you.

“aye love, guess we do. just to be sure”

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day fifteen — naughty or nice

⋆⁺₊❅. — summary; Chibs is picked as the one to dress up as Santa for the kids, but when he comes to you you can’t help but take part too(Chibs Telford x fem!reader)

⋆⁺₊❅. — warnings; established relationship, husband!chibs x wife!reader, chibs dresses up for the clubs’ kids, he’s annoyed from his day but softens for her, santa fucking/fantasy basically?, a little roleplay with the santa bit, allusions to sex, minors do not interact!!!, teasing/dirty talk, talk of oral (m receiving), some clit stim, basically dry humping too, he hauls her over his shoulder towards the end, fade to black smut, written on no sleep and the first thing i’ve wrote in a week so feeling rusty x, but that should be it? lmk if i missed any !! (2,117 words)

⋆⁺₊❅. — a/n; let’s all ignore the fact i’m posting christmas fics way into the new year x

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you had been told about what Chibs was up to today, but you hadn’t gotten a chance to actually stop by the clubhouse and see, so when he came home still in the Santa suit, it sent a thrum of excitement through you.

“oh look at you”

he huffed at your words, dropping his keys into the dish on the entryway table, followed by the Santa hat, before he moved into the kitchen to grab a beer from the fridge.

“don’t start”

Chibs grumbled, ignoring you as you stood behind him with a twinkle in your eyes. 

his boots moved against the floor as he finally turned back to you, shaking his head at the amusement on your face before he took a sip of his beer. 

“how did it go?”

you asked, eyes still sparkling with amusement and something else. 

the bottle was set down on the counter with a thud, Chibs’ displeasure for the situation and your current amusement obvious. 

“don’t want to talk about it”

his words made you frown, but only for a second. Chibs ran a hand down his face while his other hand worked open the Santa jacket, baring the column of his throat and the flush that coated his skin. 

“that bad? really?”

you didn’t get an answer other than a huff, but it answered your question better than any words he could’ve used. 

this wasn’t what you expected when he told you that he had agreed to play Santa for the kids, you hadn’t expected his frustration coming home, but now that he was home and annoyed, you wanted to make him feel better. 

“talk to me”

Chibs sighed, running his hand down his face again before he took another sip of his beer. 

“just tired love, sorry”

he set the bottle down, the glass of it clinking against the counter as he sighed. 

one of his hands reached out for you as he took a step towards you, pulling you into his chest as he started to walk you backwards and into the living room. 

Chibs dropped down onto the couch before another sigh left him, his right hand dragging down his face.

you stood opposite him, not wanting to sit too close and double whatever had topped his irritation from today.

“c’mere, please”

at his words, you moved towards him, settling on the couch next to him while Chibs sighed. his left arm hooked around your waist to tug you closer, until your legs were across his lap and his right hand soothed across your calves.

“what happened today?”

you asked once he looked to you, lifting your hand to cradle his face as another sigh fell from his lips.

he was never like this, never when you were around, so his day must’ve been really bad. it was never like him to be so closed off when he was at home, especially not with you right by his side.

“surrounded by screaming weans all day, i’m tired love”

his words made you frown, already stroking your thumb across his cheek again. Chibs hummed, tilting his head to press a kiss to your wrist, a small thing he did to ground himself after a long day.

“i’m sorry”

Chibs shook his head at your apology, his lips already pressing to your wrist in another kiss before he met your eyes, instinctively leaning in to press his forehead to yours.

you shifted slightly, almost all the way in his lap, while you cradled his face in both hands now, carefully tilting your head to press a kiss to the corner of his lips with another soft whisper.

“i’m sorry you had a rough day, but it’s over. just me and you now”

he nodded at your words, easily capturing your lips in a kiss before he whispered back to you.

“wasn’t a rough day, just tired of hearing what people want for Christmas”

his hand continued across your legs, leaving a trail of warmth in its wake while he kissed you again, both of you easily melting into the embrace, while his hand trailed higher and under the hem of his t-shirt you had on.

the kiss went on for a long minute, Chibs easily pulling you further into his lap and your legs across his. your current position would resemble actually meeting Santa at the mall, though with Chibs’ hand slowly drifting further up your leg and between your thighs, it was quickly veering this away from a legitimate meeting with Santa.

but you weren’t complaining, because this is where your mind had gone when you were first told about Chibs’ role for today.

shifting again, you spread your legs a little wider for him, before earning a satisfied hum from Chibs.

“is this a bad time to tell Santa what i want for Christmas?”

you asked before a gasp fell from your lips, chewing on your bottom lip as Chibs’ fingers trailed along the centre of your underwear, drawing tight circles against your clit through the fabric before he spoke.

“really? that’s what we’re doing?”

he asked, but you could see the amusement that was slowly replacing his frustration. he was enjoying this, even if you knew he’d never admit to it right away.

Chibs’ fingers continued, easily pulling a broken moan from you as pleasure sparked through your body at his touch.

“go on then, what’d ye want for Christmas?”

his fingers had started to quicken their circling, a smirk firmly planted on his face as he waited for your answer, but you couldn’t.

you couldn’t find the words to answer him, and he knew it.

the centre of your underwear was soaked, an obvious sign of what he had done with a couple of teasing touches. 

carefully, Chibs slid his hand down the front of your underwear, his fingers easily finding your clit before they continued their teasing circles.

“hm sweetheart? what’d ye want for Christmas?”

he repeated the question, but you still couldn’t find the words.

Chibs pressed a kiss to your shoulder, his eyes gleaming with mischief and an expectant glint, as if you should’ve been able to answer the question the first time.

another moan fell from your lips, both of your hands grabbing at his wrist to try and push him away, but he stayed between your thighs, his fingers continuing to draw figure eights onto your clit.

“c’mon love, tell Santa what ye want for Christmas”

his fingers continued, a stark contrast to the question he was asking, because he was asking the question as if he wasn’t making you squirm and moan on his fingers.

your hips rocked into his fingers while your hands tried pushing his away again, forcing yourself to try and answer him, even with every tight circle his fingers drew.

“your hat..”

he hummed into your shoulder as you finally found some words, though your sentence broke off into a string of moans as pleasure continued to bloom through your body.

“can’t tell you.. because you don’t have your hat on”

Chibs laughed, the sound warm and full of his amusement, just like his eyes that still gleamed with mischief and amusement.

but you had a point, in a way at least.

his fingers let up, allowing you to stand and go retrieve his hate from the entryway table, all on shaky legs from the pleasure still buzzing through your body.

when you returned, you easily pulled the hat onto his head, smirking to yourself before you leaned in to kiss him.

“ye gonny tell me what ye want now?”

he asked, his hand already finding its way back between your thighs and into your underwear.

“mmhm wanted that jewellery we saw last week at the mall”

Chibs hummed, resuming the teasing strokes of his fingers before you broke out into another moan. your back arched and your hips pushed down onto his hand, rocking against each circle of his fingers.

the jewellery was the last thing you wanted right now, especially not with the small strings of your body he was pulling just to hear you moan.

“what else?”

his voice remained even, not letting on to the growing bulge hidden away in the Santa trousers.

“you.. i want you”

he chuckled, his fingers continuing their relentless moves against your clit, each pass causing a moan to tumble from your lips.

you rocked into his fingers, moving with every practised move he made until you were moaning again, barely able to continue telling him what you wanted.

“i want to suck your dick too”

the amusement in his eyes had disappeared, now replaced with a deep hunger and longing of his own, while his hips rocked up towards you.

“really love? ye want to suck Santa’s dick?”

Chibs was teasing, both of you knew it, but you couldn’t help but roll your eyes at him.

he was enjoying this way too much now, and you hated that. you just wanted to make his day better from the annoyance and stress he came home with.

“don’t be an ass Telford”

but even as you said it, you couldn’t help breaking out into another moan, your hips rocking into his fingers while his other hand rested on your hip, gently guiding you until your ass pressed to his bulge.

“no being an ass love, just want to make sure i get ye what ye want for Christmas”

your hips pressed down against his, already grinding down against his bulge and causing him to groan into your shoulder.

a satisfied smirk broke out across your face, circling your hips against him again just to hear another groan fall from his lips.

“ye been naughty or nice this year though?”

he asked against your ear, his fingers moving against your clit in time with every rock of your hips against him.

“does it matter?”

you asked between moans and gasps, your head tipping back as pleasure continued to spark throughout your body.

heat had also started to buzz through your body, following the trail of pleasure as it took over all of your senses, only allowing you to feel him and the desperate need for Chibs.

“well aye, canny give ye a gift if ye’ve been naughty, can i?”

you rolled your eyes, trying to ignore the way his fingers moved against you, instead trying to focus on teasing him.

his hips rocked up against you, grinding against your ass as you continued to push against his bulge, now barely restrained by the red Santa pants.

“always your good girl though, am i not?”

Chibs grunted, trying to keep his fingers against your clit and their relentless teasing, despite the fact that he was easily getting lost and distracted in the push of your hips against his.

“aye love, ye are..”

you smirked to yourself, sliding your dominant hand between your thighs to help guide his fingers against you as he let his control slip.

it made a buzz of confidence shoot through your body, the knowledge that you were the one to distract him with some teasing words and a little grinding, even when he tried to stay in control.

“so can i get my gifts from Santa this year? i promise i’ve been a good girl”

he groaned at your words, his free hand continuing to guide your hips as you moved against him with practised grinds.

“keep talking.. what else do ye want?”

Chibs asked between groans, barely able to focus on anything other than the push and pull of your hips against his, your ass pressing just right against his bulge with every move you made.

his fingers lost their rhythm, instead he focused on the feeling of your ass pressing down against him, the teasing rock and grind you gave before you spoke to him.

“right now though, what if i want Santa to fuck me?”

Chibs groaned, already nodding and withdrawing his hand from your underwear, leaving you aching to have his fingers back on you.

but he was quickly moving you out of his lap so that he could stand from the couch, a confused look gracing your face before he was hooking one arm around the backs of your knees to haul you over his shoulder with ease.

he carried you throughout the house and towards the bedroom, delivering a smack to your ass along the way before he tossed you down onto the bed.

you bounced slightly as you landed on the mattress, staring up at him as he stood at the end of the bed, a dark glint in his eyes.

“that one i can make happen the now, Santa’s gonny fuck ye love, promise ye that”

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chibs and ❛ it's my thigh or nothing. i'm not helping you get off. ❜ please

title; thigh or nothing (Chibs Telford x fem!reader)

prompt/s; “it’s my thigh or nothing. i’m not helping you get off” — from smut sentence starters

warnings; established relationship, husband!chibs x wife!reader, president!chibs, he’s waiting on a call back but she wants him, smut—thigh riding, minors do not interact!!!, she grinds on his thigh while he’s on the call, some praise, chibs being soft with her, he calls her a good girl, pet names (baby, sweetheart, love/my love), allusions to sex, mentions of chibs stepping out before they have sex being a regular occurrence, that’s it tho?? (2,176 words)

a/n; no but my cars clutch is going atm 💔 pray for chibs the corsa pls and thanks (yes i did name my car after him x)

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Chibs had gotten out of bed a lot earlier than you had wanted him to, leaving the bed cold and empty beside you.

his voice filled the hallway outside the bedroom, making you sigh as he spoke to whoever it was on the call. you listened to him speak, barely following along as you focused on the sound of Chibs’ voice.

you sighed, a mix of the empty bed and the sound of him so close but so far beginning to get to you.

he continued to talk, cursing to himself while you lay in bed yourself, the sheets growing colder the longer you lay there alone.

another sigh fell from your lips as you pulled back the covers, slowly climbing out of bed and following the sound of Chibs’ voice.

when you found him, he was on the couch with his phone in his hand, dialling a number and sighing as the call rang out.

“sorry sweetheart”

Chibs apologised as he seen you, setting his phone down on the arm of the couch while you frowned.

but he held a hand out to you, helping you settle in his lap before your hands moved across his chest, already working out some of the tension that had started to build on his shoulders.

“is something wrong?”

you asked, your hands continuing across his chest while he nodded, leaning in to rest his forehead against yours as he spoke.

“waiting on a call back”

his arms moved around your waist, holding you against him as he sighed, the weight of something clearly weighing heavily on him.

this wasn’t the Chibs you knew, or at least, it wasn’t usually. but he had become a lot busier lately, out later and away earlier in the mornings, leaving little to no time for your marriage.

the space between you had been growing and growing, and it had heightened the sexual tension between you both.

and it left you pent up and wanting him.

“you have enough time to spare for me?”

your hands made another pass across his chest, listening as another sigh left him.

“dunno love, no clue when they’ll phone back”

his hands moved across your sides, resting heavily on your hips while your hands rested on his shoulders, your thumbs stroking back and forth across his t-shirt clad chest.

he tilted his head, capturing your lips in a soft kiss before you quickly and eagerly deepened it, swiping your tongue across his bottom lip to try and deepen the kiss further.

Chibs chuckled to himself, speaking against your lips.

“yeah baby?”

you whined, trying to capture his lips in another kiss but he only pulled back, 

“i miss you.. you’re never home, always step out when we’re about to have sex. it’s not fair”

he leaned back on the couch, head tilted while he looked over the need painting your features, a silent testament to the sexual barrier between you at the minute.

it had been longer than you usually went without each other, every extra day adding to your growing frustration, and it made you desperate. more desperate than you ever thought you could’ve been for it, but Chibs kept having to leave whenever you were about to have sex.

each time it happened left you more frustrated, and now, now you were willing to take whatever you could get. phone call be damned.

“i can’t keep doing that. it’s a choice you have to make now, you either give me something now or stop starting something you never finish”

Chibs sighed, slouching back in the chest while you gave him a pointed look, leaving no room for him to debate or argue on your ultimatum.

his hands squeezed at your hips, causing heat to spark through your body and a whine to bubble in your throat.

“don’t have time, sweetheart. i’m sorry”

you shook your head, your hands grabbing at his shoulders while your hips rocked against his, moaning softly as pleasure sparked through your body.

“can’t keep doing this, Filip.. it’s not fair on me”

instead of the protests and complaints that wanted to come out, he only nodded in response, helping to guide your hips against his.

another moan fell from your lips, your head tipping back as you moved against him with a growing need.

“it’s my thigh or nothing. i’m not helping you get off”

he told, but you didn’t care. you were finally getting what you wanted.

but you also knew he’d help you move on his thigh anyways, he always did. Chibs usually stayed firm on his word, but right now, you knew he wouldn’t be able to.

his hands would find their way to your hips and help you move on his thigh, it was just a matter of time until he did.

“still waiting on that call back”

you weren’t listening at this point, all too focused on gaining your release from him.

carefully, you shifted in his lap until his thigh settled between both of yours, causing a gasp to fall from your lips as your barely covered core sat flush against his thigh.

“have at it, sweetheart”

Chibs murmured, his right arm on the side of the couch while his left hand lay heavily on your hip, helping to guide you as you rocked against him with a soft moan.

his eyes stayed on your face as you moved against him, watching as pleasure plastered itself across your features while a smirk tugged at his lips.

“i’m sorry, my love. i’ve been too busy lately to love ye like ye deserve”

he apologised, shifting slightly to give you more room on his thigh while your hands grabbed at his shoulders to ground yourself.

“do it for me love, know ye can”

another whine bubbled from your throat at his words, your fingers digging into the white fabric of his shirt as you continued to rock against him and easily finding a rhythm that had you moaning out above him.

your clit rubbed against his thigh through your underwear, rutting against him with a desperate need that had sparks of pleasure shooting through your body.

“oh fuck..”

you mewled, making his smirk widen as you continued to rock against him.

his hand tightened on your hip, helping to guide your movements as they grew more desperate and uneven, already losing yourself in the feeling of his thigh.

Chibs watched you through hooded eyes, his smirk turning lazy and his gaze mesmerised by the pace you managed to keep up.

“ye’ve got it, doing so good for me baby”

he murmured, a groan slipping from his lips as you ground your hips against his thigh just right, creating a wet patch on his thigh as you soaked right through your underwear.

heat spread through your body as you continued, your mind going hazy at the pleasure blossoming in the pit of your stomach and shivers tingling down your spine.

“baby..”

you whined, your hands moving to cradle the sides of his neck as you leaned in, pressing your  lips to his in another kiss before breaking out into another moan.

his lips curled into a smirk at the sound of your moans, easily kissing you back with a soft murmur.

“i’ve got ye, i’m right here”

he stroked his thumb across your hipbone, humming to himself as your hips bucked against him, already chasing your rapidly approaching orgasm.

“gonny clear out time for ye, every week. just me and you, whatever ye want”

Chibs kissed you again, continuing to stroke his thumb back and forth while heat sparked through your body in little shockwaves.

it would’ve normally made you embarrassed at how quickly you were finding your peak, but the lack of sex or orgasms you’d had lately pushed any and all of those worries away to focus on Chibs completely.

this was what you needed, sure it wasn’t exactly everything you wanted, but you were finally getting that release you had been craving for weeks now.

you continued to move against him, speeding up the rhythm of your hips as you chased the friction, grinding your clit just right against him and easily breaking out into another string of moans.

“that’s my girl.. take what ye need”

his hand helped you chase the peak, your hips rocking against his thigh again and again while your orgasm danced just out of arms reach.

“so close”

he pressed his lips to yours again at your words, kissing you over and over as your hands grabbed tighter at his shoulders, unable to hold back your moans as they fell freely.

warmth and arousal pooled in the pit of your stomach, your hips bucking with more force and pressure as you grew closer to your peak.

Chibs tilted his head, trailing his lips across your jaw and towards your ear, his voice dropping to a low murmur.

“i’ve got ye sweetheart, just you take what ye need, okay?”

you nodded slowly, breaking out into another moan as your hips bucked with more need than before, everything together making heat flood through your body.

“baby.. oh fuck”

his right hand moved to your hip, helping to move you against him with more force and rhythm, just like you needed.

but then his phone rang, making both of you groan out in frustration.

“yer so close, don’t stop”

Chibs told, stealing another kiss from you before reaching for his phone and answering with a clearly frustrated grumble.

“what?!”

your fingers dug into his shoulders, your face knit together in pleasure as you tried to hold back your moans and whimpers as your hips continued against his.

this wasn’t anything new, even if neither of you liked it, it had become a frequent event since Chibs became club president.

phone calls always seemed to disturb you both, but Chibs was always determined to make you cum, even if he was still on the call.

because despite his recent absence in your relationship, your pleasure always came first to him.

“i’m busy the now, ye took too long calling me back”

you weren’t sure who he was on the phone to, but you knew for a fact they were getting the brunt of Chibs’ frustration at the minute.

and you couldn’t blame him, not now that you were so close to your orgasm.

Chibs tensed his thigh, allowing you to grind against the muscles in his thigh while you fought back moans and whines.

“can either meet at mine or Red Woody.. an hour, aye”

his hand on your hip helped you continue moving against him, heat sparking in your core as you doubled down on your movements against him.

you ground down against him with more enthusiasm, barrelling towards your orgasm as Chibs continued on the phone.

“right.. mine in an hour”

he barely waited to hear a reply from the person on the other end of the call before his phone was snapped shut and tossed aside, letting him focus completely on you again.

“i’m sorry, my love”

Chibs leaned in, capturing your lips in another kiss before you moaned against his lips, continuing to grind desperately against his thigh.

his eyes gleamed with pride as you soaked his thigh with your arousal, your underwear completely soaked with the weight of your need.

“such a good girl for me, always taking what ye need even when i’m busy”

you moaned again, teetering right on the edge of your climax and only needing a little more to send you over.

“that’s it, cum fer me sweetheart”

Chibs continued to move you against his thigh, back and forth in that maddening rhythm that had you moaning out above him again, already bringing more friction to your clit.

he let his head fall against the back of the couch, watching you through hooded eyes with a lazy smirk.

“fuck baby.. right there!”

the pleasure became too much, the heat in your body reaching an all time high as you crested over the edge with a breathy moan of his name.

your hips jerked against him with the force of your orgasm, his eyes staying focused on your face while pleasure painted your features and your lips parted in a string of moans.

“there she is, there’s my fuckin’ girl”

his hands helped guide you through it while your walls spasmed around nothing, easily soaking his thigh and creating a sticky mess beneath you.

he chuckled to himself as your hips bucked against him again, relishing in the high that buzzed through your body before you lay against his chest, babbling in the bliss of your climax.

“that’s my girl, always so good fer me”

you hummed into his shoulder, bringing your arms around his neck as you settled against him.

Chibs moved his left hand to the back of your head while his right hand stayed on your hip, your cunt still flush against his thigh.

“still got an hour before the guys get here, ye gonny let me take care of you properly now?”

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[etclouie]

hey Louie! congratulations on 2k. for your event could i request a poker face with Sugar Daddy!Chibs and the topics beg, cum and orgasm?

congratulations again!

pairing; chibs telford x fem!reader

nsfw questions; beg — do they like making their partner(s) beg? do they like begging their partner? cum — how long does it take to make them cum? do they have any kinks relating to cum? do they like when their partner(s) cum(s) inside them? do they like cumming inside their partner(s)? do they like when their partner(s) cum on any of their body parts? do they like cumming on any of their partner(s)' body parts? orgasm — how would their partner(s) know if they orgasm? what is their orgasm reaction like? are they sensitive after having an orgasm? what is the most effective way to get them to quickly orgasm?

beg — sugar daddy!chibs loves making his partner (you) beg. it fills him with a sense of satisfaction when you get to begging him, so desperate for him that you can’t hold back. 

he makes you beg for it after a particularly long day, sat on the couch or against the headboard with a cigarette between his lips, watching you whine and grind against him, begging so prettily for what you want.

and he gives it to you, whatever you want, but only after making you beg a little more. he wants you on the line of desperation and pure need.

cum — sugar daddy!chibs always makes sure you cum first, no matter what or how ready for his own release he is. your pleasure always comes first.

the first time he ever got to fuck you, he asked a million and one times where you wanted it, even double and triple checking that it was okay to cum inside once you actually told him. and he’s been addicted to the feeling ever since.

he prefers to cum inside, but he always goes off of what you want in the moment. and the same vice versa. he lets you take your pleasure from him however you want it, wether it be his face or fingers. your pleasure is yours, and he loves the mess you leave whenever you cum, regardless of where it is.

orgasm — sugar daddy!chibs tried to be quiet the first time, but the pout on your face when he stifled his groans when he found his release, he knew that wasn’t what you wanted.

from that day on, he became loud, always groaning and grunting when his peak hit, and easily earning a moan from you in return.

he only really gets sensitive if you’ve been at it all night, round for round. but when he is sensitive, his go to is post sex cuddles while you dote him with attention and softness.

but the fastest way to make sugar daddy!chibs cum is dirty talk. he’s loved the dirty things you whisper in his ear since day one, and it’s only gotten worse the more your arrangement develops. his favourite is when you act as if you’re in control, even letting you have your fun for a while before he takes control and gets you both to your orgasms.

come celebrate my sin2kwin!

[etclouie]

day twenty four — big gifts

⋆⁺₊❅. — summary; Chibs give you a big gift for Christmas (Chibs Telford x fem!reader)

⋆⁺₊❅. — warnings; established relationship, engagements, chibs being a big sweet heart and laying his heart out on the table, mention of how they meet/how their first date got arranged, he’s worried, mentions of jimmy + fiona / how he lost fiona and kerrianne, that’s it tho?? (1,746 words)

⋆⁺₊❅. — a/n; legit loved writing this, i’m a strong believer of soft!chibs 

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Chibs had been home all day, pacing back and forth since you got home, even when you had asked him about his pacing.

he had told you it was nothing, but you knew Chibs better than anyone.

you had been together for awhile now, and you’d learned all his little quirks and traits that gave away how he was really feeling.

so his pacing was the first thing that set off your alarm bells, but it was quickly followed by his stress smoking, pacing by the back door as he stayed out there to finish a couple of cigarettes and a beer.

even as if you tried to usher him back in, sharing your worry for his smoking, he continued to pace.

“what’s wrong?”

he shook his head, taking another sip from his beer.

“nothing’s wrong, love”

you gave him a look, but he stayed firm on his words, leaning in to press a kiss to your lips. 

his right hand squeezed at your hip before he passed you, making his way throughout the house and towards the bathroom, glancing over his shoulder at you as you followed. 

“going for a shower love, clear my head and give ye peace for a bit”

he pressed another kiss to your lips before disappearing into the bathroom, leaving you alone with the lasting worries of his pacing. 

this wasn’t like him, Chibs rarely got anxious like this, and it had you worried. 

but when he got out of the shower and got dressed, he seemed calmer. not back to his usual self, but a lot calmer than when he got into the shower. 

Chibs joined you on the couch, watching you as you watched a movie on tv, the Christmas tree flickering in the corner. 

“sweetheart..”

he murmured, using his left hand to cradle your face you looked over to him, humming as his thumb stroked across your cheek. 

“what’s wrong?”

you repeated your earlier question, only to receive another shake of his head. 

his hand gently urged you closer, until your chest pressed to his and his lips pressed to yours in another kiss. 

the movie was forgotten as his lips continued against yours, his free hand moving to your hip to pull you tighter against him until you were settled in his lap. 

“what’s up with you? honestly this time, i’m worried”

he sighed, resting his forehead against yours while your fingers combed through his hair, trying to soothe him again. 

“need to ask ye something, but i’m worried love”

you pulled back from him, worry clear on your face as you moved your hands across his chest. 

Chibs shifted slightly, moving both of his hands to your hips while your hands continued, easing out some of the tension that had began to settle on his shoulders. 

“ask me, you know me. i’ll never make you feel silly for whatever you ask, okay?”

he nodded slowly, leaning in to capture your lips in another kiss before he whispered against your lips. 

“need to grab something”

you shifted out of his lap, watching him get up from the couch and move out of the room. 

when he came back, there was a small black box in his hands, and the gears started to turn in your head as you eyed the scene. 

but Chibs moved closer, taking your hand into his to pull you closer and into another kiss, before he dropped to one knee, it confirmed it. 

“Filip..”

his name fell from your lips, breathless and at a loss for words, but he stayed in place. 

“this is what i’ve been worryin’ about”

Chibs murmured, his worry starting to paint its way across his face again. 

this was everything he wanted, you were everything he wanted, and he was scared of losing it. 

the look in his eyes spoke louder than his momentary silence, a fear of the moment looking up at you. because this was more than anything he’d done in a relationship since Fiona. 

that fear, that loss, losing his family.. it all stuck clearly in his mind and he was terrified of it happening again. 

but your answer, that seemed to scare him more. if you said yes, it meant you were choosing him, all of him and his life. 

Chibs took a deep breath, willing himself to try and find the words, but he stayed silent for another long minute. 

he was never good at speeches, especially not the heartfelt kind. it had taken him a good month and a half to even open up about Fiona and Kerrianne, so opening up about his feelings were hard. 

now though, as he held your gaze, he knew this was right. 

“i know i’m no the best with words, and i’m sorry if i make a mess of this, but i need to ask ye love”

you nodded slowly, giving him all the time he needed to find his words. 

“i’m no the smartest man, or the easiest to be with. i lose my head when i’m annoyed, and i close myself off when i don’t want ye worrying about me. i say dumb shit and i piss ye off because of it, but the truth is i’m worried about losing ye”

he ducked his head, taking another deep breath while his heart thumped rapidly against his chest.

Chibs looked back up to you, clearing his throat and speaking with a steadier voice.

“every time i fuck up, yer always there. ye don’t look at me like i’m an outlaw or a complete fuck up, ye look at me as if i’ve hung the stars in the sky. ye look at me as if i matter”

tears had began to well in your eyes, an ache forming in your chest at how bare he was laying himself in this moment.

“ye look at me as if i can be better, and god i want to be. i want to be better for ye, love”

he let out another deep breath, taking your left hand into his right one and bringing it to his lips to press a kiss to your knuckles.

your eyes stayed on his, offering him a reassuring smile as he continued on.

“before i met you, i thought i’d never have this. after Fiona.. fuck, i thought i wasn’t supposed to have this. having someone love me like you do, never thought i’d have or deserve it, i still don’t think i deserve yer love. but i appreciate it each and every day, thank my lucky stars all the time”

his lips pressed to your knuckles again, pressing another soft kiss to the skin there.

“you’re the love of my life, you’re everything i thought i’d never have in my life. after everything with what Jimmy did, i thought love for me was completely off the table, but then you came along and it flipped all that on its head”

a huffed chuckle slipped from his lips, making you smile down at him while you moved your hand to gently cradle his face, stroking your thumb across his cheek.

you remembered when you first met, it was a complete accident, you’d backed into his bike before apologising profusely. but Chibs only shook his head with a laugh in the moment, saying how you didn’t need to pay him back, even as you persisted.

he’d only settled by offering to take you out on a date to clear the debt of the damage, and the rest quickly became history.

“i want everything with you, whatever ye want in this life with me, i want to be the one. i know my life isn’t something you enjoy, and i’m sorry for that, but i promise i’ll always keep you safe from it. cross my heart and hope to die sweetheart, i’m never letting anything happen to you”

Chibs leaned into your touch as your thumb made another pass across his cheek, his words continuing with every stroke of your thumb.

“i love you, with all i’ve got. i’ll do whatever it takes to keep ye safe and happy in this life with me, whatever you want. i want this with you, i want all of it. the way we fuss and fight, the way we go days without talking when i’m out of time and then when i get back we don’t let go, the way you let me love you so completely. i want all of that, because you’re worth all of it. you’re worth more than everything else in this world”

your smile widened at his words, tears continuing to prickle in your eyes, but from pure love and joy now.

his head tilted to press a kiss to your palm, letting a crooked smile tug at his lips before he continued, his eyes softening in the process.

“will you marry me, love? make an honest man outta me?”

instead of answering him with words, you pulled him up and into you, crashing your lips against his and pouring all of your love and emotion into the kiss.

he held your face in his free hand, kissing you back to try and ground himself as he waited for your reply.

after a minute, you broke the kiss, smiling against his lips.

“yes, god yes, i’ll marry you”

Chibs’ eyes lit up, already crashing his mouth back onto yours again while relief flooded his features.

“say it again, please”

it came out a little more desperate than he intended, but in this moment he didn’t care, he needed to hear it.

you moved your hands to hold his face, stealing another kiss from him as you whispered against his lips again.

“i want to marry you, Filip”

his lips captured yours in another kiss, humming in approval while you laughed softly against your lips.

when he broke the kiss, he carefully slipped the ring onto your finger with shaking hands, admiring the way the ring glinted in the dim lights of the room before you lay your hand against his chest.

“i’m never taking this off”

you told him, making him chuckle softly.

“don’t want ye to, ye said yes”

he leaned in to kiss you again, easily melting into you while you moved your arms around his neck, wrapping yourself up in the love pouring out of him.

Chibs wrapped his arms around your waist, holding you to his chest as he whispered.

“it suits ye, prettiest fiancée in the world”

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[brunettemarionette]

Hiii I was wondering if I could request and chibs fic sad but fluffy at the end where one of the new girls doesnt really stay for parties bc her boyfriend is very controlling and if shed not home by when he thinks she should be he gets violent so chibs has a crush and keeps trying to get her to stay longer just bc he thinks shes shy and alittle more sweet and innocent and soft then the other girls and she stays but starts panicking and trying ti make an excuse to leave and he gets the wrong impression that she doesn't like him but really at the second shes tryint to tell him thats not it her druggie abusive boyfriend comes in and grips her hair pulling her out of the seat and he stats pulling her to the door yelling at her and shes pushing at him fighting bc shes embarrassed and likes chibs too and she pushes her boyfriend so hard aqay and tears up bc she knows shes gonna pay and ot just gets worse before better

Safe Heaven

💜 pairing. Chibs Telford x Fem!Reader

🔮 summary. When you accidentally stay late at one of the samcro parties the reason why you're so quick to leave shows up- your abusive boyfriend. But Chibs is quick to show him how to treat a lady.

🌙 tw/cw.  Domestic Violence. Abuse. Threats of Violence. Intimidation. Physical Confrontation. Fighting.

✨ wc. 2.1k

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You've been coming to the Sons of Anarchy clubhouse for a few months now, ever since your friend Tara invited you to hang out. It's not your scene, not really. The loud music, the leather, the whiskey fumes, and the rowdy laughter that echoes off the walls. But there's something about the place that draws you in, something warm beneath the rough edges.

Maybe it's the camaraderie, the way the guys treat you like you belong without expecting anything in return. You're not a croweater, not like the other girls who linger for the parties and the attention. You're just… you. A friend. Someone who shows up, helps out with small things like fetching drinks or tidying up, and then slips away before the night gets too wild.

You don't stay for the parties. Not because you don't want to, but because you can't. Derek, your boyfriend, has rules. Strict ones. If you're not home by the time he expects you, his temper flares, and you've learned the hard way what happens when he's angry.

The bruises fade, but the fear lingers, a constant weight in your chest. So, you keep your visits to the clubhouse short, have your excuses ready, and keep your phone close in case he texts to check on you.

Tonight, though, you're lingering longer than usual. The clubhouse is buzzing, the air thick with cigarette smoke and the clink of beer bottles. Jax and Tara are laughing in the corner, Opie's telling some story that has Half-Sack doubled over, and Chibs, with his scarred cheeks and warm brown eyes, is sitting at the bar, watching you with that easy smile of his.

He's been doing that a lot lately, finding ways to talk to you, to pull you into conversations. You don't mind. Chibs is different from the others; he's kinder, softer in his own way, despite the rough life he leads. There's a warmth to him that makes your heart ache, like he sees something in you that you've forgotten about yourself.

"Oi, lass," Chibs calls, patting the stool next to him. "Why don't ye sit for a bit? Have a drink with me. Ye're always rushin' off like Cinderella at midnight."

You smile, but it's tight, your fingers fidgeting with the hem of your shirt. "I don't know, Chibs. I should probably get going soon."

He tilts his head, his eyes searching yours. "Ye always say that. What's the rush? Ye too good for us lot?" His tone is teasing, but there's a flicker of something else in his expression, something that looks like disappointment.

Your stomach twists. You hate that he might think you don't want to be here, that you don't want to be around him. Because the truth is, you do. You like the way Chibs makes you feel safe, seen, like you're more than the scared girl who tiptoes around her boyfriend's temper. But you can't tell him that. You can't tell anyone.

"It's not that," you say quickly, your voice softer than you mean it to be. "I just… I have to get home, you know? Stuff to do."

Chibs leans closer, his voice dropping low, gentle. "Ye sure that's all it is, love? Ye seem… jumpy. If somethin's wrong, ye can tell me."

Your heart stutters. He's so close, his concern so genuine, that for a moment you want to spill everything—the fear, the bruises, the way Derek's voice can turn your blood to ice. But you can't. If Derek found out you told someone, it'd be so much worse. So you force a laugh, shaking your head. "I'm fine, Chibs. Really. Just… shy, I guess."

He doesn't look convinced, but he nods, his hand brushing yours as he passes you a soda. "Alright, lass. But ye're stayin' for one drink, yeah? I'm not lettin' ye run off just yet."

You hesitate, glancing at your phone. It's 9:47 p.m. Derek expects you home by 10:00. You've got thirteen minutes. You can make it if you leave soon.

But Chibs is looking at you with that hopeful grin, and the clubhouse is warm and alive. For just a moment, you let yourself pretend you're someone else, someone who can stay, who can laugh and drink and be carefree.

"Okay," you say, sliding onto the stool. "One drink." Chibs beams, and your chest aches with the longing to stay in this moment forever.

The minutes slip by too fast. You're halfway through your drink, laughing at one of Chibs' stories about a botched run to Tacoma, when your phone buzzes. Your heart lurches. You don't even need to look at the screen to know it's Derek. The clock on the wall says 9:58. You're cutting it close—too close.

"I-...I should go," you say, your voice trembling as you slide off the stool. Your hands are shaking as you grab your purse, your mind already racing with excuses you'll have to make if you're late.

Chibs frowns, his brow furrowing. "Already? Ye barely finished yer drink. Did I say somethin' wrong?"

"No, no, it's not you," you stammer, hating how flustered you sound. "I just… I forgot I had to… I have to go."

His expression shifts, a flicker of hurt crossing his face before he masks it with a forced smile. "Right. Well, don't let me keep ye, then."

You want to explain, to tell him it's not him, that you'd give anything to stay here with him, but the words stick in your throat. Your phone buzzes again, and panic claws at you. "I'm sorry," you whisper, turning toward the door.

You're almost there when the clubhouse door slams open, and your blood runs cold. Derek stands in the doorway, his face twisted with rage. His eyes lock onto you, then narrow when he sees you standing near Chibs.

"What the hell are you doing here?" he snarls, storming toward you.

Before you can react, his hand shoots out, grabbing a fistful of your hair. Pain shoots through your scalp as he yanks you to him, tilting your face up. "I told you to be home by ten, and you're here chatting up some biker trash?"

You cry out, your hands flying to his wrist, trying to pull free. "Derek, please, I'm sorry, I—"

"Shut up!" he snaps, dragging you toward the door. You stumble, your vision blurring with tears, your heart pounding so hard you think it might burst. You're vaguely aware of the clubhouse going quiet, the laughter dying, the air growing heavy with tension.

"Let her go." Chibs' voice cuts through the silence, low and dangerous. You glance back, and he's on his feet, his eyes blazing with a fury you've never seen before. Other Sons—Jax, Opie, Tig- are moving too, closing in like a pack of wolves.

Derek doesn't stop. "Mind your own business, old man," he spits, tightening his grip on your hair. You whimper, your knees buckling as you try to squirm free, but he's too strong.

And then Chibs is there, faster than you thought possible. His fist connects with Derek's jaw, sending him stumbling back, releasing you. You collapse to the floor, sobbing, your hands shaking as you clutch your scalp.

The room is a blur of motion. Jax and Opie grab Derek's arms, pinning him as Chibs lands another punch, then another, his face a mask of rage.

"You ever touch her again," Chibs growls, his voice thick with his Scottish brogue, "and I'll bury ye meself. Ye hear me?"

Derek struggles, spitting blood, but he's no match for the Sons. "She's mine," he snarls, but there's fear in his eyes now.

"She ain't yers," Chibs says, stepping closer, his fists still clenched. "Not anymore. Get the hell out."

Jax and Opie drag Derek to the door, tossing him out into the parking lot like garbage. He stumbles, cursing, but he doesn't come back. The door slams shut, and the clubhouse is silent again, save for your quiet sobs.

Chibs kneels beside you, his hands gentle as he helps you sit up. "Hey, lass," he murmurs, his voice soft now, all the anger gone. "Ye're alright. He's gone."

You can't stop crying, the fear and shame and relief crashing over you like a tidal wave. You know what this means—Derek will be waiting for you at home, and when he's angry, he's relentless. "He's… he's gonna kill me," you choke out, your voice breaking.

Chibs' arms wrap around you, pulling you against his chest. He smells like leather, whiskey, and safety. "No, he won't," he says firmly. "Ye're not goin' back there. Not tonight. Not ever, if I have any say in it."

You cling to him, your fingers digging into his kutte, and for the first time in months, you feel like you can breathe. The other Sons are watching, their faces a mix of anger and pity, and you realize they know now why you're always so scared, why you never stay long. Tara steps forward, her hand resting on your shoulder, but it's Chibs you hold onto, Chibs who feels like an anchor in the storm.

"C'mon," he says softly, helping you to your feet. "Ye're comin' with me."

Chibs takes you to his place, a small apartment not far from the clubhouse. It's cluttered but cozy, with mismatched furniture and a faint smell of motor oil. He doesn't say much as he leads you inside, just guides you to the couch and disappears into his bedroom. When he comes back, he's holding a pair of his sweatpants and a soft, worn T-shirt.

"These'll be big on ye," he says, a small smile tugging at his lips. "But they're clean. Go get changed, yeah? I'll make some tea."

You nod, too exhausted to argue, and slip into his bathroom to change. The clothes are too big, the sweatpants pooling at your ankles, the T-shirt hanging off your shoulders, but they're warm and soft, and they smell like Chibs. When you come out, he's waiting with a mug of tea, steam rising from it.

"Sit," he says, patting the couch. You do, curling up with the mug in your hands, and he sits beside you, close but not crowding. For a while, neither of you speaks. The silence is heavy but not uncomfortable, and you're grateful for it.

"I'm sorry," you whisper finally, staring into your tea. "I didn't want you to see… that."

Chibs shakes his head, his hand resting on your knee. "Don't ye dare apologize. None of this is yer fault. I just wish I'd known sooner. I thought… I thought ye just didn't like me."

Your eyes snap up to his, wide with surprise. "Chibs, no. That's not it at all. I…” You swallow hard, your cheeks flushing. "I like you. A lot. That's why I kept coming back."

His eyebrows lift, and for a moment, that boyish grin of his breaks through the worry on his face. "Aye? Well, that's good to know, lass."

You laugh, a small, shaky sound, and it feels good, like a tiny piece of yourself coming back to life. But the fear isn't gone, not entirely. "What if he comes after me?" you ask, your voice barely above a whisper.

Chibs' expression hardens, but his touch remains gentle. "He won't. Not if he knows what's good for him. And if he tries, he'll have to go through me and the rest of the club. Ye're one of us now. We protect our own."

Tears prick your eyes again, but this time they're not from fear. You set the mug down and lean into him, and he wraps his arms around you without hesitation, pulling you close. His heartbeat is steady under your cheek, his warmth seeping into you, and for the first time in a long time, you feel safe.

"C'mon," he says after a while, standing and offering you his hand. "Ye need rest."

He leads you to his bedroom, where the bed is unmade but clean, the sheets soft and inviting. You hesitate, but he just gives you a gentle nudge. "Get in. I'll be right here."

You crawl into bed, the weight of the day pulling at you, and Chibs tucks the blanket around you before climbing in beside you. He doesn't crowd you, just lies close enough that you can feel his presence, his arm draped protectively over your waist.

"I've got ye," he murmurs, his voice low and soothing. "No one's gonna hurt ye again. I promise."

You turn to face him, your eyes meeting his in the dim light. There's so much you want to say, but the words won't come. Instead, you reach for his hand, lacing your fingers with his. He squeezes gently, his thumb brushing over your knuckles, and you feel something shift inside you, something warm and hopeful, like a light flickering back on after being dim for too long.

"Thank you," you whisper.

Chibs leans forward, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. "Sleep, lass. Ye're safe now."

And as you drift off, wrapped in his clothes and his warmth, you believe him.

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Precious

Pairing: Filip Chibs Telford x Female Reader

Summary: just a little song fic. It's been ages since I've had any kind of inspiration so it was really nice to get this down. Please enjoy! Based off the song Precious by The Big Push. Please give the song a listen while you read! ❤️❤️

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“What do you mean it's over?”

Your voice is a cracked mess, so many emotions - anger and hurt and sadness - swell through you. You stare at Filip, heart in your throat.

“Exactly what it means, lass,” he answers, and there is a bone deep tiredness in his voice, across his face, “I cannae choose between ye or the club anymore.”

You swallow, your throat already feeling raw and you haven't even cried yet. Your hands fist at your sides, shaking at his answer, at his excuse. Four years of being with Filip Telford, and he throws it all away.

“You're a coward,” you say and take a deep breath, face set impassively. Chibs reaches for you and you take a step back. You couldn't let him touch you, not after this.

“Lass - sweetheart.”

You turn on your heel, away from him, refusing to look. This was on him. You blink back tears, but your voice is thick when you speak again.

“I'll be out by the weekend.”

That had been two years ago, and Chibs had never regretted something more than that in his entire life. He had done it to keep you safe, to keep you away from the shit the club had gotten involved in. Filip had wanted you back the second you had turned your back to him, but he was a stubborn bastard, and had let you walk away instead.

Chibs had buried himself in the club after that, which wasn't hard after he took the president patch, not with all the changes that needed to happen. It took nearly two months for things to settle after Jax had joined the crows the same way his father had, but there was still so much to do.

It took Tig literally kicking him out of the office, for Chibs to finally do something other than drink and reminisce about better times.

“You're killin’ yourself man,” He'd said and physically grabbed Chibs by the back of the kutte, dragging him out of the room, “Go out to that bar you used to like. Heard that they've got a new act.”

Tig had slammed the door in his face and locked it right after, leaving Chibs to frown and curse under his breath before reluctantly getting on his bike and going to the bar he used to take you on the edge of town. It was your favorite because of the atmosphere. Nothing too rowdy, just folks hiding away in booths to drink and enjoy the live music.

It ached to pull up to the building, and it hurt even worse when he walked inside. Nothing much had changed, and Chibs tucked himself into a table near the back, ordering a whiskey when a waiter swung by his seat.

He loses himself for a while then, falling back into memories of your voice, how you'd laugh at his shit jokes until you snorted. The way your lips felt against his brow after a long day dealing with club bullshite. Fuck. Filip missed it. Missed you.

The change in music suddenly grabs his attention, and Chibs glances up and nearly chokes on his whiskey. There, wearing those cute skinny jeans that made your legs look like they went for miles and one of his old flannels, stood the object of his thoughts. His feet perked like he wanted to jump up, to stride across the bar and demand what you were doing here. The other, bigger, part of himself told him that he didn't have that right. He'd lost it two years ago.

The music changes to something melancholy but oddly upbeat, and Chibs locks on to the way you sway to the beat, hips moving with the rhythm, your lips around a cigarette. And then you are singing and Filip is lost to you.

“Today your face became a silhouette,

A blurry pattern in my mind

Unwanted amnesia, they say that things get easier

But I still miss you all the time.”

His heart pounds in his chest, hand clenching so tight around his glass that Chibs is surprised it doesn't crack. God, he had forgotten how lovely you sounded.

“I found no therapy in cigarettes - Chibs watches you take a long drag, smoke floating around you as you breathe out - “And yet I smoke them still.”

“A self-imposed slow death, is all I'm craving since you left

But what I really wanna say.”

Chibs scoots forward, throat working as he stares you down, the way your voice nearly cracks on the next words.

“Precious love don't go away

I need you more than I have the heart to say

I don't know how, or why, but I would die

A broken doll without you

Precious love, don't go away

Don't go away.”

Chibs feels his heart stutter in his chest. Had he truly hurt you that bad that night? He wasn't a fool, well he was, but Filip wasn't fool enough to not know that this wasn’t about him. He takes a deep pull from his glass, guilt and something desperate rising up inside him.

“Give a penny to the celebrant

Eyes are covered by the veil

A wooden box goes down and all we have lies in the ground

And who said love prevails?”

You take a deep drag from your cigarette, a long forlorn sigh escaping from your lungs as you walk the stage slowly, eyes casting over the men and women inside the bar. Chibs watches you, the way your head nods to the best, the way your hips sway to the lead guitarist.

“Precious love don't go away

I need you more than I have the heart to say

I don't know how, or why, but I would die

A broken doll without you

Precious love, don't go away

Don't go away.”

Chibs stands. He couldn't take this anymore, not without doing something, not without letting you know that he still wanted you, needed you more than he needed fucking oxygen to breathe. He lopes forward, boots heavy against the floor and stops, knowing that you would see him there.

Your words stutter on the next line when you turn, eyes going wide when they land on him, and Chibs knows that he has you.

“Today your face became a silhouette

I told myself that I don't mind

But words like that won't help

Cause you can't tell lies to yourself.”

You step to the edge of the stage, voice breathless, husky with emotion, with want.

“Cause I miss you all the time.”

Chibs moves before he can think, stepping around patrons until he stands in front of you. The stage isn't tall, more like a short platform, so it makes it easy for him to reach out and snag your hand with his own. Filip looks at you, fingers tight, voice desperate.

“Come home, sweetheart.”

And you? You grip his hand just as tightly and follow him.

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day six — decorating the tree

⋆⁺₊❅. — summary; you decorate and celebrate your last Christmas as a family of four (Chibs Telford x fem!reader)

⋆⁺₊❅. — warnings; established relationship, husband!chibs x wife!reader, president!chibs, pregnant!reader, their last christmas as a family of 4, paddy is 4 and kenny has just turned 6, set in christmas 2015, mentions of a previous ‘real tree incident’ but it hasn’t been wrote into the HIWY timeline yet x, reader gets called ‘Birdie’ in the series and here (in reference to an ornament), mentions of chibs ‘wanting’ another baby, chibs being old and having a bad back as he lifts paddy, but that’s it?? mostly fluff (1,521 words)

⋆⁺₊❅. — a/n; part of the HIWY verse, though can be read as a standalone. their kids are called Kennedy (kenny) and Padraic (paddy), but ofc you can ignore their names if you truly want

⋆⁺₊❅. — 2nd a/n; to say, i love them/this series so so much. this is my first time writing them as a family publicly (because the series only has ch.1 posted as of now.. and they’re not even dating yet), but my ideas for HIWY run rampant and i’m so excited to post this little fic of them as a family lol

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Chibs had cleared out his weekend to help decorate for the holidays, completely pushing aside all of his club commitments to spend the weekend with you and the kids.

he’d gotten the tree out of the attic while you sorted through the tree ornaments and decorations for around the house, all while trying to keep Paddy by your side and away from Chibs.

it wasn’t that you didn’t want him to help, you did. ever since both of your kids were born, they always helped decorate, but Paddy was and always will be Chibs’ biggest fan. he had to be with him whenever he was home, and right now it’d just make things difficult.

so you kept him on the couch with you and Kenny while Chibs got out the fake tree you’ve had since Kenny’s first Christmas, not daring to have a real one again after your first Christmas together.

the real tree fiasco wasn’t spoken about again, but you still thought about it and got a laugh out of it.

Kenny had pulled out the growing collection of ornaments, a new one being added every year. the keepsake pile sat at 8 ornaments, each one with a hint to that year and your family at that time.

Chibs came back into the living room as Kenny picked up the first ornament, two people that were meant to symbolise you and Chibs wearing two santa hats with your names written on the fur trim, ‘Birdie’ and ‘Chibs’—something neither of your children called you both.

“Paddy give your dad a hand”

you told, nudging him in Chibs’ direction once he had the box set down and half of the tree in his hand.

both of them helped set up the tree before Chibs was moving towards you, one hand on the back of the couch behind you and his other cradling your face as he gently tilted your head up to capture your lips in a kiss.

“you okay?”

he asked as he broke the kiss, pulling back just enough to let you see Kenny and Paddy already starting to hang some of the ornaments on the tree.

“i’m okay, and so is baby girl”

his smile widened at your words, already leaning in to kiss you again before he was crouching in front of you, both of his hands soothing across your bump.

baby number three was due at the end of next month, making this your last year and Christmas as a four.

“few more weeks”

Chibs murmured, moving his hands across your sides while pressing a kiss to your stomach, making you laugh softly.

“the end of next month”

he hummed, slowly moving his eyes back up to meet yours, a glint of mischief flickering in his eyes.

you pushed his face away, making him chuckle and lean back into you, even as your protests came quick.

“no more, i told you that”

which was true, you told Chibs that you only wanted three when you had Kenny, but it didn’t stop his attempts and pleas to have another.

“she’s the last one”

Chibs let out a dramatic sigh, no frustration or disappointment to his tone. both of you knew it was a playful back and forth.

he leaned in again, capturing your lips in another kiss before he whispered against them.

“i know love, i know”

his lips pressed to yours again, trying to steal another kiss, but Paddy’s voice boomed throughout the living room, making you laugh and Chibs huff.

“daddy! can you help?”

Paddy asked, already tugging at Chibs’ sleeve, while you continued to laugh. he stood up, making the short walk towards the tree and reaching for the lights, already unwinding them to wrap around the tree.

while Chibs and Paddy dealt with the lights, you and Kenny continued to decorate the tree with ornaments, making sure to hang the keepsake ones higher up and out of Paddy’s reach.

it wasn’t as if he would purposely break or damage them, he just had a habit of being clumsy. the many broken plates and glasses from the kitchen a testament of that.

the four of you were the picture perfect family in this moment. no club commitments, no arguing or fussing from Kenny and Paddy, and the new baby on the way. this was everything you and Chibs wanted in your life together.

this was the plan from the moment your relationship had started to get serious and talks of a future together happened, this was it.

“couple more then i think it’s done”

Chibs commented, taking a step back to eye the tree while you hung up your first keepsake ornament of your relationship, smiling to yourself at the ‘Birdie’ written on your figure’s hat.

Birdie had been your nickname since the moment you moved to Charming, and it wasn’t something you wanted to stick. but now you were thankful for it, for the events that being Birdie put you in and the family it gave you.

because without being Birdie, you wouldn’t have Chibs or any of your kids.

“no, it needs the star”

Kenny told, reaching into the decorations box and pulling out the tree topper. she held the star out to Paddy, all three of you watching him take it before moving over to Chibs.

“aye needs a star, ye gonny help?”

he asked the current youngest Telford, already holding his hands out to him after Paddy took the star from Kenny. she moved back to putting a couple more ornaments near the bottom of the tree while Chibs lifted Paddy, a muffled and pained groan leaving him as he held Paddy up to put the star on the top of the tree.

the sight before you made your heart soar, watching the three people you loved most spending time together and decorating for the holidays, before your lives were about to be flipped with another baby.

when the star was finally sat on the top of the tree and Chibs had set Paddy back down on his feet, you took a step back to admire the tree.

“it what ye wanted?”

Chibs asked as he moved to your side, his eyes on you instead of the tree.

“it’s the same every year”

it was, of course, but it didn’t stop the warmth that spread through your chest at the whole act of decorating the tree together.

he reached for the boxes the decorations sat in, already ushering them into the hallway to be put away later, while Kenny and Paddy ran off to play with the dog, leaving just you and Chibs.

his arms encircled you as he moved behind you, resting his chin on your shoulder as you spoke.

“is your back okay?”

a small huff left him at your question, even though he knew you’d ask. you were always fawning over him and making sure he was okay.

“i’m fine love, honest”

you gave him a knowing look over your shoulder, unable to stop your smile as he sighed in defeat.

Chibs moved his hands across your sides, his touch soft despite the roughness of his hands, the same softness he’d shown you every day for the past eight years.

“you winced as you lifted him”

he gave you a look in turn, making you laugh and lean back into his touch, easily allowing him to steal a half kiss from you.

“he’s heavy”

Paddy was four and ate any and everything, his appetite clearly deprived from Chibs—both of them big fans of the food you made.

carefully, you turned in Chibs’ arms, moving your hands across his chest while he kept you steady, already soothing his hands across your sides again.

“you’re adding to the reasons to not have another baby, don’t want you fucking up your back”

from Kenny’s room, both children shouted out for the swear jar, making Chibs chuckle to himself.

“my backs fine love, wee man’s just heavy”

you mumbled a ‘yeah yeah’ as you moved your hands across his chest again, sliding your left hand up to cradle his face before he was tilting his head to press a kiss to your palm, and then to your wrist, until he was trailing kisses up your arm and back to your lips.

Chibs kissed you again, softer this time, while pouring all his love into the embrace.

“i’m fine.. older aye, but that doesn’t mean i canny give you another baby if ye wanted one”

at his words, you delivered a playful slap to his shoulder, already moving out of his arms and into the kitchen to grab your purse and fish out a dollar to put in the swear jar.

“just you wait until you’ve had her, i’ll show ye how fine my back is and ye’ll be begging for another”

you lifted your head to give him an ‘oh really?’ look, earning a nod and a laugh in return, making you laguh too.

“you’re a class act Telford, why don’t we just deal with the two kids and the next on the way just now, before you get ahead of yourself”

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Chibs Telford x Female Reader | Day Two

Emotional intimacy | reader's angsty background | age gap | pining for each other | hurt/comfort.

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The clubhouse was quieter than normal for a Christmas party, the usual roar of bikes replaced by the low hum of classic rock spilling from the jukebox and the occasional burst of laughter from inside.

Strings of colored lights Jax had half-assedly draped over the garage doors flickered in the chilly December air, casting red and green shadows across the oil-stained concrete outside.

Shiny tinsel draped over the bar and around the glowing SAMCRO tree in the corner that someone (definitely Tig) had decorated with tiny cut-out pictures of naked women instead of ornaments.

It was as close to festive as SAMCRO ever got.

You’d come because Gemma insisted, because the club had threatened to come drag you here themselves if you spent the holidays alone. Because you didn’t have anywhere else to go after the phone call that had gutted you an hour earlier.

Your mother’s voice, sharp as ever: “Well, if you’re still choosing that biker trash life over your family, don’t bother coming home for Christmas.”  

Your father in the background, already three whiskeys deep: “Ungrateful, just like always.”

Same song, different year.

So you’d smiled tightly through the clubhouse potluck, nodded when Gemma pressed a plate of food into your hands, laughed when Juice tried to teach everyone a TikTok dance to “Jingle Bell Rock.”

But the second the attention shifted, you’d slipped out the side door, walked around the garage, and finally crumpled onto the cold concrete steps.

That’s where Chibs found you.

He didn’t say anything at first. Just the soft scuff of his boots on gravel, the creak of leather as he lowered himself beside you on the narrow step. Close enough that you caught the familiar scent of him—motor oil, cigarette smoke, and something warmer, like cedar and whiskey.

You tried to wipe your face quickly, but he’d already seen.

“Ye don’t have to hide those from me, lass,” he murmured, voice low and rough with that Glasgow burr that always seemed to settle right in your chest. He pulled a silver flask from the inside pocket of his kutte and unscrewed the cap. “Here. Proper Scottish medicine.”

You took it with shaking fingers. The whiskey burned all the way down, smoky and fierce, nothing like the cheap vodka you kept in the freezer at home. It felt like swallowing fire and comfort at the same time.

He let the silence sit for a minute, shoulder brushing yours, both of you watching your breath fog in the night air.

“Me first Christmas after I got patched,” he started quietly, “Fiona took the girls to her mam’s up in Belfast. Said she couldnae stand the sight of the kutte anymore. Left me a note on the kitchen table and took every ornament off the tree we’d decorated together the week before. I sat in that empty house on Christmas Eve, drunk as a lord, and burned the damn thing in the backyard. Tree, lights, all of it. Stood there in the snow watchin’ it go up like a Viking funeral.”

He huffed a humorless laugh. “The club Pres came by the next mornin’, found me passed out in the ashes. Dragged me back to the clubhouse and made me eat three plates of terrible curry. Family ye choose, he told me. Not the ones that leave ye in the cold.”

You swallowed hard, eyes stinging again. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. Just means I know what it feels like when the people who’re supposed to love ye most rip the rug out instead.” He nudged your knee with his. “Your turn.”

So you told him. Everything. The screaming matches that started when you were sixteen and refused to go to church anymore. The way your mother was never happy with anything you did, and never showed any real love. How your father called you a disappointment for dropping out of college to work at TM, for choosing “those criminals” over blood, and how they told you not to bother going back.

By the time you finished, your voice was hoarse, and the flask was half empty.

Chibs was quiet for a long moment. Then he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small notebook, the kind he used to jot down parts orders, and tore out two scraps of paper. From another pocket came a stubby pencil.

“There’s this thing we do back home,” he said, handing you one of the scraps. “Hogmanay tradition, but it works for Christmas too. Ye write down yer deepest wish for the new year. Somethin’ ye want so fierce it hurts. Then ye toss it in the fire at midnight. Supposed to send it straight to… wherever wishes go.”

He started writing on his own piece, shielding it with his hand so you couldn’t see. The pencil scratched softly. You stared at the blank paper in your lap, heart hammering. “Chibs…” you whispered, hesitantly.

He glanced over, those scarred cheeks catching the glow of the distant Christmas lights. “No judgin’, love. Whatever it is.”

Your hand shook as you wrote the words “Filip Telford”, the only thing you’d wanted for longer than you cared to admit.

Him.

You folded the paper tight, creasing it with your thumbnail until it was tiny and hard. Chibs did the same. Then he stood, offered you his hand, and pulled you up. Together, you walked to the old burn barrel behind the clubhouse, where the prospects had started a fire earlier.

The flames snapped and popped, throwing sparks into the starry sky.

“On three?” he asked, voice rough.

You nodded.

“One…”

You thought of every time you’d watched him laugh with the guys and wished it was you making him smile like that.

“Two…”

You thought of the way he always made sure to say good morning to you at work, and how he left your favorite coffee on your desk on early mornings without a word.

“Three.”

You both threw your wishes into the fire.

The paper curled, blackened, flared bright for a heartbeat—then turned to ash and floated up into the night.

Chibs didn’t let go of your hand, and you didn’t uncurl your fingers from his.

He turned toward you slowly, eyes searching your face in the firelight. “Ye want to know what I wished for?”

Your breath caught as you nodded softly.

“I wished,” he said, stepping closer, his head lowered until his forehead almost touched yours, “that the bravest, kindest woman I’ve ever met would stop thinkin’ she’s hard to love. And maybe… maybe let an old bastard like me try to prove her wrong.”

The tears came again, but this time they were different. He brushed them away with his thumbs, then cupped your wet cheeks like you were something precious.

“I know I’m too old for ye,” he murmured, like he had to say it out loud.

“You’re not,” you whispered back. “You’re just right.”

He kissed you then—slow, careful, like he was afraid you’d vanish if he moved too fast. Whiskey and smoke and everything safe. When you parted, he rested his forehead against yours.

“Merry Christmas, mo chridhe.”

You smiled through the tears. “Merry Christmas, Filip.”

Behind you, the fire crackled on, carrying two wishes that had already come true into the dark winter sky.

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kinktober day thirty one — guided sex + first time / virginity loss + threesome

ཐི♡ཋྀ — summary; you and Chibs find out something about Juice (Chibs Telford + Juice Ortiz x fem!reader)

ཐི♡ཋྀ — warnings; unestablished relationship, experienced!chibs x crush!reader x virgin!juice, written with them being an unstoppable trio in mind (like it’s always them three together), half sack is mentioned so set in early seasons??, they play never have i ever then spin the bottle (where juice outs himself as a virgin), never have i ever in the sense of they take a drink if they have done it yk?, some teasing, chibs being a whore, smut, minors do not interact!!!, unprotected p in v, creampies, oral (juice receiving), swallowing/cum eating, kisses after swallowing, mention of reader being on the pill, chibs guides juice on how to fuck you, juice loses his virginity, chibs uses juice’s cum as lube basically, it took me an embarrassing amount of time to write this so i’m incredibly sorry for any errors or typos x

ཐི♡ཋྀ — word count; 5,239 words (somehow?? i’ve no clue when that happened..)

ཐི♡ཋྀ — a/n; idea originated from the 'thoughts' i had in this post, but yeah !! wrapping up another kinktober, late and with my faves 🤗 but big thank you again to @secretlysamcro for the spin the bottle idea, owe you a million 🫶

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kinktober day thirty one — guided sex + first time + threesome

ཐི♡ཋྀ — summary; you and Chibs find out something about Juice (Chibs Telford and Juice Ortiz x fem!reader)

ཐི♡ཋྀ — warnings; unestablished relationship, experienced!chibs x crush!reader x virgin!juice, written with them being an unstoppable trio in mind (like it’s always them three together), they play never have i ever then spin the bottle (where juice outs himself as a virgin), never have i ever in the sense of they take a drink if they have done it yk?, some teasing, chibs being a whore, smut, minors do not interact!!!, unprotected p in v, creampies, oral (juice receiving), mention of reader being on the pill, chibs guides juice on how to fuck you, juice loses his virginity, chibs uses juice’s cum as lube basically, it took me an embarrassing amount of time to write this so i’m incredibly sorry for any errors or typos x

ཐི♡ཋྀ — word count;

ཐི♡ཋྀ — a/n; based on the 'thoughts' i had in this post, but yeah !! wrapping up another kinktober (late) with my faves 🤗 but big thank you again to @secretlysamcro for the spin the bottle idea

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you, Chibs and Juice were sat at a table together in the clubhouse, laughing and drinking while the rest of the club party moved around the three of you. 

it was always the three of you, practically joined at the hips. there was never just one of you on your own, unless the guys were away on a run or at the table. 

tonight though, you were getting drunk together.

that was the plan at least. 

you’d suggested the only other way you knew would get you drunk without needing to do shots on their own, never have i ever. 

both of them agreed and you managed to wrangle a bottle from Sack behind the bar, before grabbing three shot glasses. 

the questions started simple. take a shot every time you’d done whatever the person says, simple enough.

never have i ever used a fake ID, all three of you drank. never have i ever smoked weed, again all three of you drank. never have i ever been on a blind date, only you drank that time. never have i ever lied about my age, you and Juice drank, of course Chibs hadn’t lied about his age.

but Chibs being Chibs, wanted to heat up the questions. 

his first question was never have i ever gone skinny dipping, and again the three of you drank. never have i ever kissed more than one person in 24 hours, you and Chibs drank. never have i ever had a one night stand, again only you and Chibs drank.

“really?”

he asked Juice, a look of utter disbelief on his face.

“really man.. not my thing”

you shook your head as they started a back and forth on the topic before you cleared your throat, gathering back both of their attentions.

Chibs continued, the bottle of liquor you’d gotten from the prospect only holding enough alcohol for one last question anyways.

never have i ever had sex on a beach, and again, only you and Chibs drank.

Juice’s lack of drinking for the sex questions made you pause to wonder, but you were quickly pulled from your thoughts at the smirk on Chibs’ face.

“what you jealous, Telford?”

his eyes creased at their corners while he laughed, though he nodded too.

“canny expect me no to be after ye say ye have”

you rolled your eyes at him while shaking your head in a mix of disbelief and scepticism, while Juice looked between both you and Chibs.

whenever he was with you and Chibs he was never this quiet, which was slowly adding to your already growing curiosity and worry tonight.

but you shook your head, trying to shake it off while reaching for the now empty bottle.

“spin the bottle? i like how ye think, sweetheart”

the bottle was set on the middle of the table, you going first to spin it, before it landed on Chibs.

“what’s your favourite position?”

he chuckled at the question, eyes gleaming with want and mischief while soothing his left hand down his face.

Juice twisted at his rings while you held Chibs’ eyes, waiting for his answer.

“eh the one where she’s on top.. what’s it called?”

you laughed as he failed to remember the positions name, easily filling in for him while he looked between you and Chibs again.

“cowgirl”

his eyes lit up as you named it, poiting at you while nodding, and making you laugh again.

everyone else around the club was droned out as Chibs explained why it was his favourite, going on about how he liked watching women take their pleasure from, and of course having their tits in his face.

of course that’s what his reasoning was, you should’ve caught on with every time his drifted down to your own cleavage.

“class act Telford”

you murmured, but he only laughed in response, his hand already on the bottle and spinning it again.

when the bottle landed on you, you could just feel where Chibs was taking it.

“would you ever consider a threesome?”

you looked between him and Juice, and then back to Chibs.

it wasn’t as if you hadn’t thought about it, you had many times. but with the question presented to you, with the only two men you’d consider to have a threesome with, heat flooded your body.

“i mean yeah? depends on the guys”

Juice hummed by your side, his hand already braced on the bottle, while you refused to look at Chibs, already well aware of the smirk that was most likely situated on his handsome face.

his gaze bore into you, the heat of it obvious even as you tried to ignore him.

“stop it. yes i’d consider a threesome with the right guys”

a triumphant smirk made its way across his face, as if he’d read your mind and knew somehow which two guys you’d choose.

but still, you didn’t grant Chibs an answer. instead, you focused on Juice as he began to spin the bottle.

all three of you watched the glass spin until it came to a stop, pointing at Juice after it circled the table a good ten times.

“alright my turn then”

you finally looked back to Chibs, but he offered the question out to you, letting you ask.

“have you ever been caught in the act?

by the sound of Chibs’ laugh and his chair scooting closer to the table, it sounded as if you’d chosen a good question.

Juice, however, paused.

he didn’t look at either of you, instead scratching at the back of his neck while an awkward laugh left him.

“you can always drink if you don’t want to answer”

you offered, earning a kick from Chibs from under the table.

“hey?!”

Chibs shook his head, his leg resting against yours while both of you focused back on Juice and his now avoidant expression.

that worry you had bubbled up, your hand reaching for his free one to stroke your thumb across his knuckles.

“hey you okay?”

Juice nodded, forcing down whatever he wasn’t telling you or Chibs before he forced a fake smile onto his face.

“Juicey.. don’t have to lie to us”

he sighed at Chibs’ words, looking from you and then to Chibs, and then back to you.

your thumb stroked across the back of his hand again, easing out some of his sudden tension and worry while you offered him a genuinely concerned look.

“i uh.. i haven’t, you know”

his free hand scratched at the back of his neck again, already forcing himself to look away from you as his worry came flooding back in an instant.

Chibs sat upright in his seat, all his usual teasing and bravado gone at Juice’s confession.

“ye haven’t? like ever?”

Juice shook his head, confirming Chibs’ question.

you leaned into Juice, using your free hand to cradle the side of his face and tilt his gaze towards you, a small frown on his face.

“hey it’s okay, we’re not judging. Chibs can be an ass, but he’s not judging you”

he looked over at the Scotsman, who only nodded in response, reaffirming your words.

“Juice baby, no one at this table is judging you. hell, we were all a virgin at one point, and it’s okay that you still are”

his hand moved from the back of his neck to yours on his face, gently covering yours before he sighed.

the weight of everything seemed to come out in his sigh, his shoulders slumping, and his bottom lip jutted out in something akin to a pout.

“if you want, and only if you want, i could help you with it”

Juice lifted his head to meet your eyes again, a glimmer of hope and something more staring back at you.

but then he looked to Chibs, who just shrugged in response.

“if ye want, only you can decide”

words died on his tongue as Chibs’ words registered in his head, but you got an idea at what he was thinking about.

he was worried about excluding Chibs and being the first to get you into bed, the way his eyes flicked to Chibs first and then continued to flick over to him a giveaway.

you waited until Juice looked back to you, eyes still holding that hopeful glint as your thumb made a pass across your cheek.

“i’m game if you are, but if you’re worried about him, we could always do my bottle question”

that one made Chibs pause in his tracks too, the idea of being included in something so intimate for Juice sending a different type of warmth shooting through him.

“but only if you want Juice”

his eyes flicked between both of you again, before he nodded, carefully pulling your hand away from his face while a smile broke out across yours.

Juice held your hand against the table, his thumb mirroring your previous action as he stroked his thumb across your knuckles.

“i want to..”

he hesitated again, but neither you or Chibs blamed him, Juice was different and you wanted him to feel his best with the situation.

“we’ll do whatever you want to do, okay?”

you asked reassuringly, Chibs nodding along before Juice nodded himself, standing from the table and holding his hand out to you.

a soft laugh fell from your lips before you dropped your hand into his, letting him lead you off into one of the dorms, before Chibs followed.

once inside with the door locked behind you, you pushed Juice to sit on the edge of the bed.

“we do whatever you want, you say stop and we stop. hell, if you don’t want to speak about this ever again after this, then we don’t have to”

his eyes instinctively moved back to Chibs, wanting the older man’s reassurance.

“promise ye Juicey, we do whatever ye want. what happens in this room stays in here”

he nodded slowly, eyes moving back to you as you moved towards him, standing between his legs and cradling his jaw in your hand.

Chibs stood behind you, watching as you pulled Juice up and into a heated kiss, quickly knocking the breath from his lungs.

Juice moaned into the kiss, his hands pulling at your hips to pull you against his chest.

you smirked against his lips, moving your hands down his body and towards his belt, eagerly working it open before pushing down his jeans.

the heat between you intensified as Juice clumsily pushed down your own jeans, baring you to both men’s hungry gazes.

a strangled sound left Juice at the sight of you, while Chibs stood behind watching with a smirk, his eyes growing dark and hungry as more of your body was revealed.

Juice tugged your shirt impatiently off over your head, leaving you in just your bra and panties, before Chibs let out a low whistle.

“shit sweetheart, yer stunning”

you looked back at him over your shoulder, a smirk tugging at your lips at the sight of him palming his bulge through his jeans.

his eyes followed your movements as you pushed Juice down onto the bed, settling in his lap.

“how’d you want it, baby?”

he rocked up into you at your question, using his strength to roll you onto your back while he settled between your legs.

Chibs moved closer, sitting on the bed next to you, moving his hands behind your back to unclip your bra.

it fell away and let your boobs fall free to both of their gazes, making both of them groan at the sight.

both of them palmed at one of your breasts each, Chibs’ touch more precise and accurate, while Juice’s touch was more sloppy.

the older of the two teased at your stiffened nipple, eliciting a gasp from your lips, quickly followed by a moan.

“please”

Juice whined, his hips rocking into yours again, chasing the warm wetness that remained hidden away behind the lace of your underwear.

his eyes met yours again, earning a nod of your head.

both of them watched as you lifted your hips, your thumbs hooking into the waistband of your panties to pull them down and off.

“fuck.. can i?”

Juice asked, his fingers already reaching for the waistband of his boxers, after tugging his t-shirt up and off over his head, tossing it to the pile on the floor. you nodded again, giving him the go ahead to push them down.

he kicked the fabric down and off, his thighs flush against the backs of yours as he hesitated.

“fuck me Juice”

you whispered, reaching between your bodies to wrap your hand around his cock, pumping him slowly while Chibs continued to palm and knead at your breasts.

his body pressed in against your side, leaning in to capture your lips in a kiss, easily deepening it while Juice moved your hand away from his cock.

a moan bubbled past your lips as Juice swiped the head of his cock through your wetness, his hips bucking and rocking into you with desperate and sloppy movements.

“ease up with it”

Chibs murmured, looking to Juice as he looked up at both of you for some guidance.

Juice nodded while swiping the head of his cock through your arousal again before positioning himself at your entrance, a strangled noise falling from his lips as he slowly pushed into your warmth.

“oh fuck”

he gasped, his face knit together in pleasure as he began sinking inch after inch into your cunt, making both of you moan out in unison.

“she feel good, Juicey?”

Chibs asked, smirk on his face as he watched the sight before him, his hand laying heavy on the underside of your breast, chuckling to himself with every shaky rise and fall of your chest.

the bed creaked as Juice’s hips rocked into you, his weight settling against your body as he took a long minute to adjust to the overwhelming feeling of you around him.

“i uh.. i don’t know how to”

Juice admitted, his right hand on the bed by your head while his left hand soothed across the outside of your thigh, trying to will the embarrassment to leave his body.

“hey yer okay, just do what comes natural”

you soothed your hand across Juice’s arm, soothing him as his breath came in laboured pants.

carefully, Juice started to roll his hips, pulling back until only the head of his cock remained inside. a whine fell from your lips before he was pushing back in, his hips finding a pace that had groan after groan falling from his lips.

“that’s it, just like that baby”

he hummed at your words, using his hand on your leg to grab at it and pull it higher around his hip, deepening the angle of his hips as he continued to rock into you.

his pace was sloppy, full of that desperate need, but it also held a sharp thrust between every other rhythmless one.

“need to put some force to it Juicey, need to chase it for it to feel good”

the words didn’t make sense in Juice’s pleasure ridden mind, but he nodded anyways.

you watched as he tried to follow Chibs’ instructions, his hand on the bed tightening in the sheets while he tried to focus on the force of his thrusts.

Juice grunted, his knees pressed into the mattress as he deepened the angle, every thrust making the head of his cock hit that one spot that had your cunt fluttering around him and a moan tumbling from your lips.

“take what you need Juice, just like that”

you told, left hand cradling the side of his face as he leaned over you, gradually picking up the pace and rhythm to his thrusts, and making you moan out beneath him.

“feels so good”

Juice murmured before surging forwards to catch your lips in a kiss, swallowing down your moans while Chibs watched amused.

the bed gave another groan as Juice’s thrusts continued, easily sending pleasure blooming through your body and your cunt fluttering around Juice’s cock.

“shit..”

he grunted, losing the rhythm of his thrusts for a second before he caught himself, continuing to rock into you with an increasing need.

beside you, Chibs hummed, waiting for Juice’s lips to leave yours before he was kissing you again.

Chibs’ hand cradled your face, his lips pressing to yours in a heated kiss. you moaned into the kiss as Juice found the right strokes that had your walls fluttering and spasming around him, allowing Chibs to deepen the kiss further.

his tongue pushed into your mouth, moving against yours and in time with Juice’s thrusts, easily making you moan into the kiss again.

“shit i..”

Juice broke off into a needy moan, causing you and Chibs to part to look up at him. your eyes searched Juice’s, trying to gauge what was wrong.

but his hips gave a ragged thrust, desperation painting itself across his face as he tried to focus on your pleasure instead of the overwhelming building in his gut.

“what’s wrong?”

you asked, but Juice only shook his head.

his hips continued their thrusts, driving into you over and over while the sound of skin on skin began filling the room, followed by a groan of protest from the bed.

“ye close Juicey? that it?”

he only nodded in response to Chibs’ question, ignoring the teasing tone to his words while you slapped at his shoulder, focusing your attention on Juice above you.

there was something he was holding back, that embarrassed demeanour, only you seemed to notice within him making itself known.

your hands soothed across his chest, feeling some of the worry and embarrassment leave, all while his hips continued.

Juice wouldn’t tell you, especially not with Chibs there, but with your soft hands and even softer tone, he had no way of holding back when you asked him about it.

“Juice baby, have you ever.. you know, finished before?”

Chibs lay beside you amused at the line of questioning, but you tuned him out, focusing on taking care of Juice’s needs.

“shit.. no? it doesn’t happen, get close and then lose it”

his words made you frown, that was definitely something you wanted to fix.

your hands lifted to his face, stroking your thumbs across his cheeks while pulling him down and into a kiss.

“i can’t tell you how to feel or what to do with it, but i know it feels like a lot, especially for your first time”

he nodded along to your words, desperately rocking into you as Chibs spoke up again, zero shame to his words as he spoke through hitting the big ‘O’ with a fellow club member.

“feel like pressure buildin’? like an ache in your gut?”

Juice nodded, a little too fast, but it felt too good, and he was in a losing battle for holding off.

his hips rocked into you again, his lips parted in a string of groans. each thrust he gave had your walls fluttering around him, pushing him closer and closer to the edge.

“i uh.. i can’t much more, too much”

your thumb made another pass across his cheek, holding his face in your hands as you whispered to him.

“it’s okay, let go for me”

he gulped at your words, barely registering anything other than the warmth spreading through his body and the tight warmth of your cunt.

Chibs, however, tilted his head to nip at your jaw, murmuring out to you.

“inside, huh?”

you rolled your eyes at him, but nodded anyways.

“i’m on the pill”

Juice had toned out both of you, instead focusing on chasing his high with every thrust he managed to give.

he was right on the edge, his pace faltering mid thrust as your cunt fluttered around him again, easily pulling him over and into his orgasm.

his lips parted in a string of moans, rutting into you with desperate and needy bucks while he spilled himself into your warmth.

after a long minute, Juice’s body lay against your chest, his face burying itself into your throat while his hips stilled completely, causing your own orgasm to slip away.

“i’m sorry”

he apologised, but you shook your head, rolling him onto his back once he’d pulled out of the warmth of your cunt.

“it’s okay, you done so well”

you whispered, leaning in to kiss him while he settled against the pillows, a pleasure drunk look across his face.

while you doted Juice with attention, Chibs had moved from his space beside you and now sat behind you. his clothes were discarded into the heap on the floor, his body settling behind you and his hands taking hold of your hips.

Chibs pulled you back against him, making a gasp fall from your lips.

his eyes were dark as he watched himself swipe the head of his cock through your wetness, using your own arousal and Juice’s cum that had started to seep out of you to ease himself in.

both of you moaned at the feeling, your head dropping into Juice’s lap.

“shite love.. never told me she felt this good Juicey”

Chibs murmured, his thumbs stroking across your hips as he let both of you accustomise yourself to the other.

he groaned behind you, his head tipping back at the feeling of your cunt engulfing his cock, while your walls fluttered around him at the new intrusion.

Juice made a choked noise above you, his cock already stirring to life once more at the sight before him.

“fuck sweetheart, feel like heaven”

his pace started steady, not wanting to lose himself in the feeling and blow his load too early, but he was already wound up a lot more than he’d ever admit.

but Chibs was only so good at holding back, and you felt good, too good.

Chibs picked up the pace of his thrusts, rocking into you with a need that bordered on desperation while the bed made another noise beneath the three of you.

“baby..”

you murmured into Juice’s thigh, not too sure who the pet name was intended for, but it didn’t matter when both of them answered to it.

Juice’s cock throbbed in front of your face, bobbing for attention and the head of him already leaking with arousal again.

he looked down at you with all but pleading eyes, making a smirk break out across your face.

“i’m sorry”

his apology fell on deaf ears as you leaned in, swirling your tongue around the head of his cock and lapping up the precum that had leaked out.

Chibs groaned behind you, each thrust he gave deeper and sharper than the last as the steady sound of skin slapping against his filled the room.

he squeezed your hips, pulling you back against him to meet him thrust for thrust. you moaned against Juice’s cock, feeling him throb in your hand before you focused on lavishing his cock with attention.

you licked up his shaft, from base to tip, until your tongue swirled around his cockhead again.

Juice whined, his hips rocking up into you while Chibs gave another sharp thrust behind you.

another whine left Juice as you finally took him into your mouth, his lips parting in a string of needy moans as the warmth of your mouth engulfed him.

“she feel that good Juicey?”

Chibs teased, your cunt fluttering around him with every thrust and groan he gave, steadily stoking the flames of your orgasm that had slipped away.

“christ love, feels fuckin’ amazing”

he murmured, everything already building and becoming too much for him.

you started to bob your head along Juice’s cock, his hips rocking up to meet you with every movement while Chibs’ hips drew back until only the head of his cock remained inside, using his force to slam back in, starting a string of harsh thrusts.

“shit.. i..”

Juice broke off into his own moans, pleasure painted across his face as he watched you suck his dick.

his hips rocked up into your mouth again, making you splutter around him as he hit the back of your throat with more force than he intended.

“fuck i’m sorry”

he stammered, but you only continued bobbing your head in response, your tongue swirling around his shaft and making him moan out again.

pleasure had painted itself across Chibs’ face, though you couldn’t see it.

all three of you were already hurdling towards your climax’s, the heat of it floating around the room.

Chibs rocked into you again with another sharp thrust, making you moan around Juice’s cock, the sound vibrating through his shaft.

“oh god..”

Juice cursed, his head tipped back and his climax drawing closer with every bob of your head.

“right there”

he moaned, forcing himself to look back down to you as you continued to bob your head. your tongue flattened against the underside of his shaft, swirling it along and around his length until he groaned again.

another moan bubbled up your throat and around Juice’s cock, his hips instinctively rocking up into you at the feeling as he teetered right on the edge.

the sound of Juice’s groans had your walls fluttering around Chibs’ cock, his thrusts faltering for a second before catching himself, and doubling down with another sharper thrust.

“close baby”

Juice told, heat licking up his neck and dusting his cheeks with warmth and a pink hue.

you hummed around his cock again, focusing on bringing him to his peak while his lips parted in another groan.

“shit she’s special, huh Juice?”

Chibs murmured, his right hand delivering a soft smack to your ass while he deepened his thrusts, his knees pressing deep into the mattress. the head of his cock hit that one spot that had your vision going white and your cunt fluttering around him, the coil winding tight in your belly.

“oh christ”

he cursed, his head tipping back as the feeling of your warmth around him grew too much.

spit spilled from the corners of your lips as Juice rocked up into you again, his hips meeting every bob of your head before he groaned again.

“there.. oh god”

Juice warned as you swallowed around his cock, easily making his breath catch in his throat at the feeling.

his hips rocked up into you a final time before he was toppling over the edge with a breathy moan of your name, spilling himself into your mouth as his cock throbbed and jerked.

you swallowed around his cock, easily swallowing down his release while Juice turned into a whining mess above you.

Chibs chuckled to himself, watching Juice pull you off of his cock with a low hiss.

“shit you’re pretty”

he complimented, your eyes glinting with mischief as you pressed a final kiss to the head of his cock before resting your cheek against his thigh.

behind you, Chibs’ thrusts never let up.

each smack of his hips created its own lewd smack of skin on skin, Chibs’ groans following while he tried to hold off his release, wanting you to finish before him.

but when you moaned out, he knew there was no chance of that happening.

his lips parted as another groan left him, your cunt fluttering around him as he hit that one spot that had you seeing stars.

“shite love.. ye’ve got me”

Chibs grunted, his pace faltering mid thrust as his orgasm washed over him.

you moaned into Juice’s thigh, pushing your hips back against Chibs as he rutted into you, his grip on your hips holding you flush against him before he came inside with a wrecked groan.

he rutted into you again, spilling himself into your warmth and continuing to roll his hips until he’d spilled himself dry.

“pussy is fucking hypnotic, sweetheart”

Juice nodded along to Chibs’ words, soothing one of his hands across your back as Chibs’ continued to rock into you, determined to push you over into your own orgasm.

“close Chibs”

you told, his thrusts hitting with a lot less rhythm than before, but you didn’t care. you were wound up enough that it was enough to push you closer to your own peak.

each thrust he gave still managed to hit that spot, winding the coil tighter in your belly until it was ready to snap.

Chibs groaned as your cunt fluttered around his now sensitive cock, making his hips stutter and yours push back against him.

“fuck, there she is, cum for us love”

Juice’s hand made another pass across your back as Chibs hit that spot again and again, your moans muffled into Juice’s thigh at the overwhelming feeling.

“there she is”

the words became a blur as your cunt clamped down around Chibs’ cock, his hips only managing to give a couple more sloppy thrusts before you were following both of them over the edge and into your own orgasm.

warmth spread through your body like bliss, your vision still whitened while your walls spasmed around his cock, soaking him with your release.

Chibs’ hands squeezed at your hips, grounding himself in the moment as your cunt continued to spasm around him.

after a long minute, the three of you shifted in bed.

you lay between both of them, Chibs behind you with his arm slung possessively around your waist while Juice faced you.

a sigh fell from Juice’s lips, your hand instinctively lifting to cradle his face.

“are you okay?”

he nodded, nuzzling into your touch while Chibs nuzzled into the nape of your neck, breathing in the smell of you before he pressed a kiss to the skin there.

“thank you”

Juice whispered, his head tilting to press a kiss to your palm while a smile graced your face.

but you shook your head, pulling him closer and into another kiss, though much softer than the kisses you shared before.

a soft moan fell from his lips at the taste of himself on your tongue, his lips pressing to yours in another kiss before you whispered to him.

“thank you for trusting me to be your first time”

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kinktober day twenty seven — dumbification + age gap + humiliation / degradation

ཐི♡ཋྀ — warnings; Chibs fucks you dumb (Chibs Telford x fem!reader)

ཐི♡ཋྀ — warnings; unestablished relationship but they’re fwb, reader is described to a be hangaround but not a croweater (if this makes sense? like she’s a frequenter at club parties and such), age gap (unspecified but chibs is at least 20 years older), smut, minors do not interact!!!, oral (f receiving), unprotected p in v, creampie, rougher!chibs ?, dumbification, humiliation/degradation, he says ‘no more whoring around the club’ at one point but it’s just teasing?, some dirty tallk, some choking, 1 spank, a little face slapping (lightly), he sucks on one of her tits very briefly, written with vp!chibs in mind but whatever suits, uh soft!chibs towards the end, but that’s it?

ཐི♡ཋྀ — word count; 2,457 words

ཐི♡ཋྀ — a/n; thirsting over my fave old man again, so fully self indulgent x

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Chibs had taken you home from one of the clubs routine parties, the constant push and pull between you drawing him in more since the vote tonight. 

he didn’t tell you what it was about, but by the roughness of his usually soft touch, you knew it was bad. 

his hands pushed your legs apart, making space for himself as he settled on his stomach between your legs.

“ye gonny let me have it, love?”

a whine bubbled past your lips at his words, only managing to nod in response while Chibs smirked up at you.

two of his fingers hooked into the waistband of your underwear, easily tugging them down and off in one smooth tug.

Chibs groaned low in his throat at the sight of your cunt once it came into view, using two of his fingers to spread open your slick folds.

his tongue poked out to wet his bottom lip, taking a minute to admire your cunt while his breath fanned out across your core.

“fuckin’ soaked for me, and i’ve no even done anything yet”

your fingers tangled in his hair, easing him closer to where you needed him most.

“please..”

the plea fell from your lips in a breathless sound, Chibs smirked up at you, his eyes dark while your cunt continued to leak with arousal.

his tongue is warm as it licks up your arousal, creating a wet and messy sound as he starts to flick his tongue.

the pleasure is instant, cutting through you sharp like a knife.

“oh fuck..”

you moan out, your head falling back into the pillows while moans tumbled freely from your lips.

Chibs lapped at your cunt like a man starved, both of his hands keeping your thighs pushed apart while pleasure floods your body like a tsunami.

it’s filthy, the wet slick sounds of his mouth on you, and it’s almost too much.

his beard scrapes along your inner thighs, adding a bite to every glide of his tongue through your folds.

he groaned, the sound vibrating against your sensitive skin while you moaned out above him, subtly rocking your hips against his face.

“Chibs..”

you mewled, body feeling as if it’s floating, while your heartbeat thumps in your ears. loud and consuming, just like the pleasure Chibs was giving you.

each flick of his tongue allows him to lap up more and more of your arousal like a man possessed, his nose bumping against your swollen clit and easily pulling another breathy moan from you.

the heat of it has arousal burning hot at the base of your spine, the coil in your belly winding tighter and tighter with every flick of his tongue, followed by his nose bumping your clit to add to the pleasure.

both of you easily got lost in how good it felt, your hips grinding and bucking against his face in search of more, while Chibs ate you out for his own pleasure.

because that’s what this was. it was for him.

nights like this had happened many times before. he’d whisk you away from whatever club event or party was happening, easily kissing the breath from your lungs before getting you home and naked into his bed.

Chibs ate pussy for his own pleasure, and it was something you’d quickly found out in your arrangement.

most nights when he got between your legs, he was eating you out for his own pleasure and taking, your pleasure on the back burner in his mind.

of course he still valued your pleasure, he always made you cum, but it wasn’t his main focus.

no, his main focus was on tasting you on his tongue.

and tonight was one of those nights.

Chibs chuckled into your cunt as you bucked towards his face again, his hands moving to wrap around you, your thighs pressed to each side of his head to lock him in place.

“that’s it love, such a greedy girl”

at his words, your hips moved with a need that bordered on greed, chasing every lick and flick of his tongue. 

your body burned with the head of everything bubbling inside, your pussy soaked and drenching the lower half of his face in your juices.

he was eating you out like this was his last meal on earth, groaning loud and lewd against your cunt and sending sparks of pleasure through your body.

this was his heaven, and it had you moaning out at his passion for it.

Chibs dragged the flat of his tongue through your folds before closing his lips around your clit, sucking harshly on the sensitive bud.

“oh fuck..!”

he squeezed his hands at your thighs to hold you still, all while your hips bucked against him in a thrum of desperate moves.

his name falls from your lips in a desperate chant, already spiralling out of your mind in pleasure.

“don’t stop.. please don’t fucking stop”

your tone was wrecked, all need and whines, while he groaned into your core again.

the sounds of his groans and the lewd slurping on your cunt had your thighs clamping shut around his head, teetering on the edge of your orgasm.

his tongue swirled around your clit again, earning another moan from your still parted lips.

Chibs worked you closer and closer until you were trembling above him, your thighs quaking and your heart hammering in your chest as if it was trying to break free.

“Chibs.. oh fuck—“

you broke off into a moan, your fingers tightening in his hair in a desperate attempt to hold onto something.

he groaned into your cunt again, dragging his tongue in slow and deliberate strokes that pushed you right to the edge.

“there baby..”

the warning dies on your tongue as Chibs pulled back, causing your orgasm to slip away with a needy whine.

“baby.. what the hell?”

Chibs didn’t answer you, instead he worked on undressing himself until he was settled between your legs, stroking his cock in languid strokes while you watched.

his hips stayed flush against yours while he jerked off, smirking to himself at the frustrated look painted across your face.

“what was that for?”

again, instead of answering, Chibs swiped the head of his cock through your folds, using your arousal to soak his cock before he slowly started to push into you.

“making ye cum on my cock, yeah?”

you nodded at his words, moaning out as he bottomed out before pulling one of your legs against his chest, easily deepening the angle.

he pressed a small kiss to your ankle while you watched him, your eyes already half lidden despite the lust that still burned in your gaze.

“so desperate for it, yer already squeezing me”

Chibs murmured, delivering a hard smack to the outer side of your thigh when you whined at his words.

you yelped at the pain, but it didn’t stop the way your cunt fluttered around him.

“be patient, don’t make me tell ye again”

his hips rocked into you, soothing his hand across the heated skin that he’d just smacked before he was leaning over you.

any other words or complaints you had died on your tongue, your head falling back into the pillows and your back arching up towards him.

without wasting another second, Chibs picked up his pace, rocking into you with more force.

“such a dirty girl, letting a man twenty years older than ye fuck ye. that what ye like sweetheart?”

you couldn’t answer him, a string of moans bubbling in your throat while he chuckled.

“silly wee girl that doesn’t know what she wants, huh?”

his words made your cunt flutter around him, a wave of heat and arousal flooding your body.

Chibs’ hips continued to piston into you, already creating a slapping of skin on skin throughout the room while you moaned beneath him.

“gonny let everyone know you’re mine. no one else knows ye like i do, do they love?”

when you shook your head ‘no’, his smirk widened.

“aye that’s right, because yer my girl”

shockwaves thrummed through your system at his words, trying to reach for him to pull him closer, but he was too far.

your arms fell back against the bed, the lack of anything to hold on to leaving you completely at his mercy and his teasing.

one of Chibs’ hands lifted to wrap around your throat, not squeezing but just holding, keeping you back against the mattress as his thrusts continued their brutal pace.

“Chibs..”

he hummed, letting your leg fall away from his chest before he leaned down, pushing himself all the way into you while he latched his lips around a mouthful of your left breast.

a whine tore through you as he sucked roughly on the flesh, his eyes on your face.

“too much.. too much”

you babbled while trying to push him away, and only after a long minute did he pull off of you.

“what’d ye need love?”

Chibs asked, his hips never relenting in their brutal pace, rocking into you with more force than the previous one.

his body covered yours while each thrust pushed you deeper into the mattress, easily hitting that one spot over and over again.

“tell me how it feels love”

you said nothing, words failing to come to mind or form any sort of coherent sentence.

each thrust he gave had your mind blanking from the sheer amount of pleasure buzzing through your body, making all attempts of replying to him die on your tongue.

“c’mon love, tell me how it feels”

his hand gave your throat a soft squeeze, a gentle prompt for you to answer him. and yet, still nothing.

no sound, no words.

“ach what a pathetic thing,”

he whispered, lips pressing to the corner of your jaw before he nipped at the soft skin there.

your head lulled to the sight, face half pressed into the pillows while a string of strangled moans tumbled from your lips.

“am i fuckin’ ye stupid love? is that what it is?”

Chibs gave another sharp thrust just to hear you moan.

“next time, i’ll shove my dick down yer throat and see how quiet ye are then, silly little girl canny even answer a simple question”

another moan fell from your lips, followed by a gasp as the head of his cock hit that one spot again.

his knees pressed into the mattress, deepening the angle of his thrusts.

“dicks got ye dumb sweetheart, eh?”

you only babbled out in response, your eyes fluttering shut as you focused on the feeling of him.

“pretty fuckin’ girl, made just for me and my dick, ain’t you love?”

Chibs leaned over you, his hand staying around your throat while his body blanketed yours, focusing on the harsh thrust of his hips into yours.

the bed creaked and groaned under the force of his thrusts, putting up protest to each snap of his hips.

“she always takes me so well, pussy was made for me”

you could only manage to slur out a “uh huh” at his words, making Chibs chuckle to himself.

his hand around your throat squeezed lightly, causing a gasp to tumble from your lips, followed quickly by another moan.

“perfect fuckin’ pussy”

he murmured, snapping his hips to enunciate each word, your walls fluttering and spasming around his cock.

“ye close again sweetheart? gonny make a mess of my cock this time?”

Chibs squeezed his hand around your throat again, tilting your head back to him until you met his eyes, moaning out at the cocky smirk on his face.

“pussy’s all mine, ain’t it baby? no more whoring around the club, yer all mine”

you whined in response, nodding to your best ability.

each thrust he gave had you teetering closer to your peak, the heat of your previous orgasm that slipped away bubbling warmer than before.

“all mine, my cock drunk girl”

his hand loosened from your throat to slap lightly against your cheek, chuckling to himself at the fucked out look across your face.

“uh huh..”

Chibs shook his head, amusement on his face while he leaned in, capturing your lips in a possessive kiss.

when he pulled back, his eyes searched yours, smirk still on his face.

“anyone in that pretty head a’yours love?”

you nodded slow, your cunt fluttering around his cock as you teetered closer to your orgasm, waiting for his go ahead to let go.

“y-yeah”

he kissed you again, deep and claiming, all while his hips continued. the head of his cock hit that one spot again, over and over until you became a whining mess beneath him.

his hips pressed deeper again, testing your restraint while he pulled back, a cold feeling hitting your skin from where he was just laid against you.

“c’mon cum for me love, make a mess like the needy girl ye are”

was all he needed to say before you were cresting over the edge, a loud and strangled moan tumbling from your lips at the force of your climax.

your walls spasmed and rippled around his cock, causing his thrusts to falter while your release soaked his cock.

“atta girl sweetheart”

Chibs murmured, leaning in to steal another kiss from your lips before he grunted, your walls squeezing tight around his cock at his continued thrusts.

“shit love.. ye’ve got me”

he told, giving another thrust before he was following you over the edge with a low groan.

his hips rocked into you again, rutting shallowly into your warmth while spilling himself into you, continuing to roll his hips as he spilled himself dry.

once the peak of your joint orgasm subsided, Chibs lay against you, his arms on the bed on either side of your head.

“my sweet girl, i’m sorry”

you shook your head at his apology, using your fingers to brush his hair back out of his face before he leaned in to kiss you.

the kiss was much softer in comparison to the rest of his touches all night, easily causing warmth to spread throughout your chest.

“shouldn’t have taken my mood out on you”

he apologised again, but you only leaned in to kiss him again, a soft giggle tumbling from your lips at the taste of yourself still on his tongue.

“i like it when you fuck me dumb”

his eyes lit up at your words, pulling back a little to search your eyes, but when he found no hint of a lie or deceit, he rolled his hips teasingly into you.

a gasp fell from your lips, your walls giving a sensitive flutter around his already rehardening cock.

“oh yeah? i’ll remember that for next time love”

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kinktober day eighteen — dry humping

ཐི♡ཋྀ — summary; alone together at scoops, you and Chibs find a moment to yourselfs and get lost in it (Chibs Telford x fem!reader)

ཐི♡ཋྀ — warnings; established relationship, husband!chibs x wife!reader, president!chibs, they rebuild/rebuy scoops and that’s where this is set, smut ish?, minors do not interact!!!, dry humping, they both cum from it, chibs cums in his pants <3, chibs is lowk embarrassed, but that’s it? possibly poorly written as i wrote this on like an hours sleep 🤗

ཐི♡ཋྀ — word count; 1,576 words

ཐི♡ཋྀ — a/n; my fave old man <3

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you’d stopped by Scoops as the guys were closing out a meeting, meeting Chibs downstairs while everyone filtered outside. leaving just you and him, and Chucky behind the counter.

“ye okay? how come you’re here?”

he asked, making a smile break out across your face as you held up a bag of food.

“brought lunch”

Chibs chuckled, amusement on his face before he nodded, gesturing to the stairs for you to go upstairs before he followed behind you.

once upstairs, both of you sat on the couch adjacent to the table and had lunch, talking over your days so far.

the conversation easily drifted how it normally did, and before you knew it, his lips were on yours.

your hands cradled his face, trying to stop him from deepening the kiss, even as he persisted.

“what ye pushing me away for?”

he asked against your lips, stealing another kiss while you shook your head, trying to shake the smile off your face.

“don’t know when the guys’ll be back, and i know you”

his hands moved to your hips at your words, easily pulling you closer and into his lap while your hands moved to his shoulders.

any form of protest died on your tongue as his hands moved across your sides, squeezing at the flare of your hips until his left hand drifted further to cup the swell of your ass.

“really?”

you asked, amusement in your tone.

“you were gone when i woke up, it’s no fair love”

there it was.

of course he’d had a dream about you, and that was exactly the cause for your current position.

“had an errand to run before work”

you told, leaning in to kiss him again before he hummed, nipping at your bottom lip to deepen the kiss. his tongue plundered your mouth, moving against yours until a soft moan tore from your throat.

Chibs broke the kiss after a long minute with a triumphant smirk on his face, making you roll your eyes at him.

“what’d you want?”

his eyes lit up at your question, already moving his hands to try and rid you of your clothes before you stopped him.

“don’t know when the guys will come back”

a sound of protest fell from his lips, disliking your words even as they held the truth.

he let his head fall against the back of the couch, meeting your eyes as he spoke.

“make a compromise with me?”

you nodded, allowing him to continue on.

“let me kiss you until they come back?”

with the needy pull and squeeze of his hands, along with the tone to his words, you knew just kissing him wasn’t all that was on the table.

but the glint in his eyes when he looked at you had you giving in, even against your better judgment.

“fine, but clothes stay on”

Chibs nodded as you pointed a finger at his chest, leaving no room for any complaints or arguing on it.

his lips pressed to yours in another kiss, nipping at your bottom lip to hear you gasp before he was deepening the kiss, moving his tongue against yours while his hands moved your hips against his.

your left hand cradled the back of his head, willing yourself to pull away from him, to tell him to stop, but it died on your tongue.

he rocked his hips up against you, grinding the growing bulge in his jeans against your core.

“you play dirty”

you murmured, moaning against his lips as you pressed down onto him, grinding against him with an increasing fervour.

“know my wife and how she likes it, that okay?”

the couch creaked under you as you continued to move against him, shifting your hips so that your core pressed down against him just right.

this was a common dance between the two of you, a lot more frequent since Chibs had become club president, even if he did prefer to fuck you.

his new leadership didn’t leave a lot of free time for you to spend together, which meant some kissing and grinding was all you were able to get from him.

but you weren’t complaining, not now and especially not when he was moaning against your lips with every pass your hips made against his.

“just like that, sweetheart”

he murmured, both hands firmly planted on your hips as he helped move you against him.

Chibs groaned, watching the rhythmic move of your hips against him, grinding against his bulge while heat flooded your body.

“take what ye need, just like that”

you leaned in to kiss him again, moaning against his lips as pleasure thrummed through your body.

his hips rocked up into you, his clothed crotch bumping against yours as pleasure zinged from your body into his and then back to yours.

“feel that love? that’s all for you”

he told as your hips pressed firmer against his, the outline of his cock straining through his jeans.

your knees pressed into the worn leather beneath him, the angle changing so that you moved against him with more precision.

the head of his cock bumped and grinded against your clit with every pass of your hips against his, sending heat flooding your belly.

“fuck baby..”

Chibs tilted his head to kiss you again, swallowing down your moans while your hips continued against his, chasing the peak.

both of you were already hurtling towards your climaxs, but Chibs wanted to push you over first. hell he didn’t mind if he didn’t finish, he’d rather give you the pleasure than finish in his pants and make a mess of himself.

but that’s not what you wanted, you wanted him to make a mess of himself.

“love.. i canny..”

he murmured, his words trailing off as you grinded down against him again, desperately chasing your orgasm.

“want you to”

you whispered, kissing him again before a string of moans tumbled from your lips, causing his hips to rock up into you with more need.

his mouth hung open in another groan, his hold on your hips loosened as he teetered closer and closer, trying to hold off despite your insistence.

“please baby?”

Chibs grunted, his head against the back of the couch again, watching you through half lidded eyes as you chased the friction with every grind against him, grinding your cunt just right against his bulge.

he knew he couldn’t say no to you, especially not now when you moved against him like this.

“fuck, yeah..”

warmth and arousal pooled in the pit of your stomach, your hips bucking with more pressure as you teetered on the edge.

the coil in your belly was about to snap, only needing a little more to send you over the edge.

Chibs rocked up into you again, his hips pressing against yours in a maddening rhythm that had you moaning out.

“i’ve got ye love, c’mon cum for me”

his voice was soft, even with the sheer need buzzing through his body. you nodded slowly, moving against him again before toppling over the edge with a moan of his name, your hips jerking against him with the force of your climax.

pleasure painted your features as warmth flooded through your body, your hips slowing against his while your lips parted in a string of moans.

“there she is, there’s my fuckin’ girl”

he murmured, helping to guide you through it as your walls spasmed around nothing, your release soaking your underwear and creating a sticky wet patch on the front of his jeans.

a low groan fell from his lips as he rocked up into you one last time before he followed you over the edge, nuzzling his face in against his throat as he let go.

“i’ve got you”

you whispered, brushing your fingers through his hair as he rutted up against you, a sudden dampness forming in the front of his jeans, his release spilling thick as he came with a groan of your name.

his face stayed tucked in against your throat, a satisfied smirk gracing your face while your fingers made another pass through his hair.

“fuckin’ embarrassing”

Chibs murmured, but you shook your head, not that he seen it though.

gently, you eased his face back and away from your throat, closing the gap between you to steal another kiss, softer than before as you whispered to him.

“it’s hot, like really hot baby”

his eyes searched yours, looking for any sign of deceit but finding none.

he sighed, readying to protest your words but you kissed him again, hips still slotted against his.

“i’m not lying to you, okay?”

you waited until he nodded, stealing another kiss before sitting upright in his lap, his hands resting loosely on your hips.

“love.. i canny wear these anymore”

your lips curled into a smirk, amusement dancing in your eyes as the evidence of his release continued to seep through the dark denim of his jeans.

carefully, you lifted from his lap, humming to yourself at the obvious wet patch at the front of his trousers before you spoke again.

“i’ll go home and get you clean clothes, stay here”

Chibs hummed, letting you steal another kiss before you were out the room, leaving him sitting there with soaked through jeans and an embarrassed feeling stirring in his stomach.

but you were happy, and that’s all that mattered. even if it left him in a state.

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October 9th Story 1: Chibs w/friends daughter. Cockworship and mutual masturbation. As always 18+

A/N: all parties are over 18.

Requested by the lovely @kellynickelsgirl00

There were few things Chibs truly felt guilty about in life. Sure things he felt bad about but that was not exactly the same thing. At least in his mind. Some of that maybe why he had not properly fucked you yet. That and your dads loyalty as his VP. Which is why when you called weeks ago saying you needed help and he showed up to you laying spread eagle in your bed he didn’t ravage you. But he also didn’t leave. That day had started a string of days of you two pleasuring yourself together but separately.

“Fucking so pretty” he groaned as he stood at the foot of your bed eyes locked on your glistening slit. Watching as your fingers plunged in and put, back arching as you fucked yourself on them. Your moans and gasps a melody to his ears as he pumped his cock harder. Spreading his spit and precum along the shaft.

“Chibs!” you screamed as you came hard, fluid gushing out of you as your fingers kept going. Drawing out your orgasm until you lay panting as you sucked your fingers clean a minute later. Raising up on your elbows you grinned before crawling down to the foot of you bed. “I wanna worship that cock Daddy” you murmured as you held eye contact with Chibs as you opened your mouth and let you tongue hangout, drool already dripping.

Chibs let his cock slap heavy onto your tongue. Groaning as your mouth closed around the head sucking and running your tongue over it as you moaned. Your eyes never leaving him as you cheeks hollowed and you tongue trailed down the thick bulging vein on the side as you slowly sunk onto his length. He moved his hands to your face caressing gently as he moaned again as his tip slid down your throat, your nose nestled in his pubic hair.

An hour later you were still worshipping his cock as he lay amid your pink blankets and stuffed animals. Obscene slurping noises feeling the room as you sucked and kissed his cock to your little hearts content. Chibs grunted as his hips bucked as he came again in your mouth while staring at the picture of you him and Tig. He needed to figure out how to either stop this or talk to your dad about what had been going on. He knew he had to do it soon because he couldn’t deny his cock your pussy much longer if your mouth alone felt this good.