Warnings: Cranky Bishop, pinch of swearing and smut.
WC: 898
Enjoy x
He had been very cranky during recent times and you knew it was nothing to do with you, it being all about the club and he had grumbled under his breath that he didn’t want to go on the run wanting to stay with you instead. You knew doing what you did would push the button you wanted it to push and you knew what you would be in for when he got home, but despite that you pulled out your polaroid, stripped your clothes off, laid flat on your back with your hand creeping down between your legs and took a photo making sure that your face wasn’t in it and once it was developed you slipped it into the pocket of his other leather jacket that he usually wore under his kutte. You had been putting washing in the washing machine when your phone started to ring in your back pocket, pulling it out, grinning at the screen and answering it,
“Hey babe. How you going? How’s the trip so far?” you smiled wide when you heard him breathing heavy.
“You’re a cheeky girl sweetheart. You’re lucky no one was around when I found it” he growled.
“Do you like it?” you cooed.
“I think you know that answer querida”
“Are you excited to come home?”
“You know I didn’t want to fucking go in the first place, and then you leave that for me to find”
“It’s a good reminder of what you’re coming home too”
4 days later
You were lying in bed in one of his black tank tops and a pair of black lace panties reading a book when he walked in dropping his bag just inside the door shrugging off his kutte and jacket, and toeing off his boots,
“Hey babe” you sat your book down and looked up at him again “Missed you”
Bishop didn’t answer you as he walked towards you undoing his shirt buttons, shrugging it off to fall behind him and then pulling off his singlet top throwing it somewhere on the floor. He got to the side of the bed, reaching down to undo his belt buckle and zipper pushing down his jeans and boxers and then moved to get on top of you when you spread your legs for him.
“Missed you too, sweetheart” he muttered before his lips crashed on yours kissing you deep.
Your hands ran up his bare sides and your fingers made their way into his hair, threading your fingers in it. His lips left yours and he kissed along your jaw and down to your neck. Bishop’s hips started to roll into you, his semi hard cock pushing into your lace covered core brushing against your swollen pearl,
“Did the photo make you hard?” you moaned and your mouth dropped open when his hips rolled into you hard.
Bishop nipped up your neck to your ear, his beard brushing along your skin and you shivered when his breath was hot on your skin,
“I’ve been hard for you sweetheart, from the moment I found it. I would have taken care of it myself, but my hand is nothing compared to how good you let me fuck you”
You groaned loud when you felt Bishop hook his pointer finger into your panties moving them aside and the head of his cock started to push into you, spreading you apart pushing into you in one go, bottoming out. Bishop rested down on his elbows next to your head and he wasted no time thrusting into you in deep long thrusts. Your hands came up to grab onto his sides again, your nails sticking into him gently and he grunted picking up his hips into you.
Your legs came up around him, one arm hooking around his neck pulling his face closer to yours and your other left the other side of him running around and pushing between you both finding your clit and rolling it quickly. Bishop’s lips crashed on yours, his tongue pushing your lips apart and his rolled with yours, you each swallowing each other’s grunts and groans. You moaned his name loud in his mouth when you came hard around him. Bishop broke the kiss riding you through your high and once he felt you start to relax he pushed himself up onto his hands, your hands reaching down to his ass cheeks, cupping onto his pump flesh squeezing them and pushing him into you when he thrusted in.
Bishop threw his head back, his eyes slamming shut and he roared your name loud as he came deep inside you and then flopped down on you, his face nuzzling into your neck. Your hand rubbed up and down his back and your other went back into his salt and pepper hair, your nails scrapping over his sculp,
“Don’t do that to me again” he muttered in your skin.
“Why not?” you chuckled.
“I couldn’t consecrate on what I needed too”
Bishop rolled off you after kissing your neck, landing on his back. You rolled onto your side, your hand running over his belly button,
“You secretly loved it right?”
Bishop grinned wide and let out a little chuckle, rolling over and peaking your lips before cupping your cheek rubbing his thumb over it,
“I did sweetheart, very much. Made me miss you more than I already did”
Thank you to my Bishop Beta @beccabarba and Bishop’s Halloween costume is dedicated to @alwaysachorusgirl who is a massive fan of this series ❤.
🦇Happy Halloween 🎃
Warnings: Swearing, old relationships and smut.
WC: 1861
Enjoy x
The aftershocks of the fires through Santo Padre continued for weeks. Every shift was none stop, with people getting injured going back to the runes of their houses and hurting themselves, and you hadn’t been seeing Bishop much, the club helping out when Antonia asked, “The town needs the club so they know you’re the good guys” was the line she used to rope Bishop into saying yes. The last few weeks you had just been sleeping next to each other and now the clean up and work started to settle down, Ez suggested the club throw a Halloween party, inviting the charters from out of town for you all to let your hair down and naturally you were sweet talked into planning it with the help of Rosa.
You had organised the food, had gone all out on the decorations and made a new play listen to play during the night over the speakers. You had taken a couple of days off work to relax, Rosa taking the same days off and on the day of the party, Letty, Gabby, Steve and Chucky promised to spend the day helping you set up for the night. You walked out to the van Chucky had backed to the stairs, which had some of the bigger decorations and the green and red lights in it when you heard voices, pulling your attention towards Ez’s trailer and you saw him having an intense conversation with Emily.
You walked down the steps and stood there for a moment; your arms crossed over yourself watching on in disbelief that she would be stupid enough to walk into the club house grounds, let alone talking privately with Ez. When was history going to stop repeating itself and stay away from you, why was Emily even here and why would Ez walk back into that situation when he had Gabby waiting for him every night? You watched as Emily started to point her finger in Ez’s face and Ez threw his hands up and turned to walk away from her. Emily called after him and she looked past him and caught eyes with you, you shaking your head back at her, her face blushed and she started to walk towards you also,
“Y/N, it’s not what you think” Ez walked to stand in front of you and you looked up into his eyes.
“Does Gabby know your out here with her?” Ez sighed looking down to the ground “Go inside” you snapped.
“You’re not my mother“ Ez shot back frowning at you.
“Your mother would have kicked your ass for being out here in the first place Ezekiel, so don’t try me”
Ez rolled his eyes walking inside and when you looked back ahead of you Emily was standing in front of you, her eyes wide open starring at you and her arms crossed over her body,
“Does Miguel know you’re here? And who you came here to talk to?”
“It’s not what you think, Y/N”
“Emily, what even made you think it was a good idea to come here and speak to him? You’re asking for trouble”
“Don’t try to act like my friend now and pretend you’re concerned about me and my marriage. You don’t understand, ever since Dita-“
“Don’t kid yourself Emily” you scoffed “Look at who your married too, you know how he feels about Ez. Gabby is an absolutely amazing person and I wont let you swoop in here to try and rekindle something because your home isn’t happy” your tone was laced with venom.
Emily raised her hand and went to slap you, but before she could even swing for you, you felt a hand grab yours pulling you out of the line of the slap and Bishop pulled you behind him to shield you,
“I don’t think your husband would approve of you being here Mrs. Galindo. It’s not really the place for a lady like you. I think you should leave” Bishop said coolly, Emily narrowed her eyes at you both. She went to open her mouth, but Bishop cut her off before any words came out “Oh and Emily” Bishop ran his hand through his beard, looking at her with frowned brows “raise your hand at my girlfriend again, we’re going to have a big fucking problem, understand?”
“Clearly” Emily spat turning on her heels walking away.
Bishop turned to face you, his eye brows raised, a grin on his face and you shrugged your shoulders,
“It’s Halloween, all kinds of crazy comes out today” you looked at him coyly.
“Halloween’s got nothing to do with it, baby. Your ghost’s follow you around all year round”
“Babe, they aren’t ghost, they’re poltergeist”
Bishop let out a chesty laugh and you gave him a cheeky smirk.
“Should have thrown you both in the cage to fight it out. If you can beat Angel’s ass, she wouldn’t have stood a chance” You giggled back and Bishop hooked an arm around your waist pulling you into him, “You know how much I like it when your feisty, so sexy” his lips landed on your jaw and his hand went down to grab your ass through your jean shorts, then he slapped it and he peaked your lips, your hands going to his cheeks and you both smiled into each other lips “Do you need help finishing the decorating?”
“We’re good, thanks babe”
The club house looked absolutely amazing, green and red lights around making it look eery, ghost, zombies, mummies and spiders hanging from the roof, fun Halloween food, gross Halloween candy and so far, everyone had dressed up. You, Rosa, Letty and Gabby walked out of Ez’s trailer all dressed in your costumes walking across the yard to the party. Rosa dressed as a sexy cop, Letty as a sexy witch, Gabby sexy sugar skull and you in your sexy grey fairy dress with matching grey wings.
Your eyes scanned around the outdoor area at everyone’s costume and you were excited that they had all made an effort to get dressed up when your eyes found Bishop up on the porch talking to Taza and Hank and your mouth watered. A white tank top showing off his arms and chest with red paint dripped over different parts of it, an old pair of jeans that had rips down the legs, his salt and pepper hair swooped back, his beard perfect and furry fingerless gloves on his hands. Bishop excused himself from the others and walked down the stairs to you, his eyes dark as they ran over your body in your very tight and very short dress,
“Hey baby” he peaked your lips “Love your costume, my sweet girl” he growled before he kissed your neck and made you giggle at his beard tickling your skin.
“Love yours. Such a sexy werewolf” your hands rested on his arms.
Bishop grinned, his lips landing on your shoulder and he kissed up to your ear his hot breath hitting your skin and you shivered,
“Does it make you hot for me baby?” He nipped your ear lobe.
“Always hot for you” you purred back.
It had been an amazing and fun night. Too much drinking and too much dancing. Your wings and his gloves long gone when Bishop was leaning on the pool table, you between his legs with your back to his chest shaking your hips in his crotch to the beat of the music and his hands on your hips. One of Bishop’s hands snaked up your body and his hand went around your throat and his other ran down to your thigh, his fingers brushing up the inside of it and his lips at your ear,
“I’ve missed you so much baby” he kissed behind your ear. You moaned pushing your hips back into him and you heard a growl rattle through his chest “It’s been a long time since I made you feel good” he rolled his hips into you and you moaned again.
His grip wasn’t firm on you, you walking out of with no struggle. You grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the templo door, till you both saw the bathroom door open and Bishop pulled you into it, closing and locking the door behind you both. He pulled you into his body and he kissed you deep, rough and needy. Bishop’s tongue rolled into your mouth as he reached for your hand pulling it to his crotched and you cupped him over his zipper, he grunting into your mouth. Bishop’s hand went on top of yours pushing your hand into him more as he started to push you back towards the bath.
When your legs bumped into it, Bishop’s hands moved to grab your hips and he spun you around and he sat on the edge of it before you watched as his longs fingers pushed down his zipper and he reached into his boxers pulling out his hard cock. You looked down at him and licked your lips. You stepped over him so your legs where either side of his, Bishop reaching under your costume to hock his finger into the edge of your panties to movie them out of the way as you lined yourself up to him and you sunk down on him. Your mouth was slightly open as he stretched you, you missing the way he filled you up and Bishop let out a groan when he bottomed out in you, he missing your warm wet centre. Your arms went around his neck, one of his arms around your middle and his other cupping your ass cheek, guiding you over him as you rocked your hips,
“I missed you babe, so much” you whimpered feeling your walls flutter around him.
“Me too baby” he grunted.
Your eyes were locked with his before your forehead rested on his, your hips moving faster over him and he started to thrust up into you. You loosened one arm from around him and reached down, your pointer finger finding your clit and rolling over it fast, your orgasm coming on faster because it had been so long,
“Yes, Bishop” you whimpered
“Let me hear you baby”
Your teeth sunk into your bottom lip and you moaned Bishop’s name loud as pure pleasure crashed over you as you came hard around him. Bishop started to thrust up into you as you started to come back down to reality, his grip on your behind bruising till he stilled and grunted your name loud, his realise spilling into you and he tried to catch his breath. Bishop’s hands came up to your face, cupping your cheeks and kissing you deeply. You didn’t break the kiss as you stood up off him, your hands then moving to his cheeks. Bishop broke the kiss peppering your face with kisses before he let you step away to fix yourself up and he did the same,
“Trick or treat babe” you smiled at him and Bishop grinned as his fingers did up his belt,
“That baby, was a treat” he winked “the tricks can come out when we get home”
Massive shout out to my Bishop Beta @beccabarba as always. Thank you xx
*Grey Leather*
*Grey Uniform*
*Grey Dress*
*Grey Vase*
*Grey Blanket*
*Grey Jeans*
*Grey Socks*
*Grey Boxes*
*Grey Balloons*
*Grey Singlet*
*Grey Cocktails*
*Grey Keys*
*Grey Rope*
*Grey Boxing Gloves*
Warnings: Talks of an injury and blood, swearing and smut.
WC: 1528
Enjoy x
Mostly everything had gone back to normal, you were back at work full time, not really having much to fear and Bishop was back in the full swing of club stuff. You were still very much out of the circle as far as knowing what was going on with the Mayan’s, but you were fine with that as long as you knew if your life was in danger for whatever reason, you were fine with not knowing anything else.
You knew he wasn’t going to be home for dinner, he had messaged just as you finished your shift saying he was still dealing with club stuff and Rosa had gone back to her place not long after you had dinner together. You were in the kitchen finishing up the dishes, putting away left overs and making a plate for Bishop for when he got home to heat up, when you heard the front door slam shut and muttered swearing. Your heart skipped a beat, going to grab the baseball bat from next to the fridge as you walked to the kitchen door poking your head out of it and your eyes blew open at the sight of Bishop in front of you,
“Oh my god, babe. Are you ok?”
You rushed down the hall to Bishop, his shirt covered in blood, his right eye red and puffy, his shirt arm sliced showing a large bleeding gash across it. Your hands went to his shoulders trying to asses if you needed to take him to hospital as he shook his head back no before he fell forward onto your chest and you guided him into the bathroom. You pushed the toilet seat down and sat him on it. You rushed out grabbing towels and your first aid kit from the linen cupboard.
You ran back into the bathroom, Bishop leaning his elbows on his knees and his brows frowned. You dropped everything on the floor and dropped to your knees in front of him, pushing off his vest and unbuttoning his shirt slowly, pushing it off one arm and then slowly taking if off his injured arm,
“Fucking Galindo’s men were at the shelter, looking into shit that doesn’t involve them” he muttered through clenched teeth. You let out a deep breath shaking your head. Bishops hand came up to your cheek while you looked at the gash on his arm “Looks worse than it is, baby” he brushed your cheek with his thumb and you pouted your lips at him when you knelt up looking at his swollen eye tisking at the red and purple swelled skin around it,
“Have a quick shower, try not to get soap or too much water on it, then go to the coach”
You walked into the lounge area after you heard Bishop shut off the shower and come out. You carried a beer in one hand, your first aid kit and a grey ice pack in the other sitting it all on the coffee table. You turned to face him on the coach with just a towel around his waist and head leaning back on it with still wet hair. You stood between his spread legs and ran your hand down his chest before sitting the ice pack on his eye. You then grabbed the first aid kit opening it and sitting it on the coach next to him and started to pull everything out you needed to patch up his arm. You bandaged it up pulling hisses and painful looks on his face as you went,
“Sorry babe, it’s not deep thankfully, so no stiches. I’ll check it in the morning and re dress it, but first sign of infection and we go to the doctor, no arguing” you said sternly.
“Thank you, baby. You’re so good to me” Bishop’s other hand came up to run up your arm as you stood up.
You lent down closer to his face pulling the ice pack off his eye looking over it when you felt his hand come up to the back of your thigh and started to slip up your skin under your oversized t shirt, coming up to grope your ass cheek over your panties,
“I have something else I need you to take care of too” Bishop purred.
His other hand grabbed your other and pulled it between the gap of his towel resting it on his hardening cock. You wrapped your hand around him and started to stroke up and down, Bishop’s hand coming off from your behind and pulled your elbow so you could move to sit on his lap.
You straddled his lap, his head still leaning back and you kissed along his bearded jaw, down and around his neck. His hand of his good arm went up under your shirt and up to your breast’s squeezing them both, one at a time and playing with your nipples. You pulled on the towel and it dropped off him, your hand still working on him, his pre cum covering it. Bishop brought his hand out of your shirt and brought it up to the back of your head groaning as you now sucked on his nipple.
You slowly started to make your way down his body, eventually landing on your knees between his legs, Bishop’s hand still on the back of your head. You kissed down from his belly button and then the tip of his long red weeping cock, your lips parting and you sunk down on him, hitting the back of your throat, his groan loud leaving from his lips. You rose back up to his tip grazing your teeth lightly up over him, licking around his tip and sinking back down again relaxing your throat.
His thick curled hair tickled your nose, you reached up cradling his balls giving them a light squeeze and Bishop bucked up into your mouth. You made your way back up to his tip and pulled off with a slight pop, your hand replacing your mouth, twisting your wrist every so often and you lent down even more lifting his balls into your mouth sucking on them gently, one at a time,
“Fuck” he hissed “Baby, so amazing to me. Such a good girl looking after me like you do” he bucked up again into your hand and you felt his thighs tense.
You didn’t take your mouth and hand away from him and with your free hand you blindly reached over and grabbed a pillow, reaching down putting it between your legs. You had been holding off your own need to cum, but you couldn’t push it away any longer, the noses that Bishop was making turning you on even more. You squeezed your legs together and started to rock your hips over the pillow to get the relief you needed and you took his long length back in your mouth, sinking down to his base.
Bishop’s hand on the back of your head pushed you down gently, holding your head there so he could roll his hips into your mouth. You rocked your hips over the pillow in time with Bishop’s thrusts into your mouth. You could feel your pleasure starting to wash over you, one hand going back to Bishop’s balls and your other grabbing onto you breast squeezing it over your t shirt. You could feel your saliva running out of the corners of your mouth and tears running down your cheeks.
Bishop’s hand screwed into your hair, tugging it slightly and you felt his hot salty relief running down the back of your throat while he groaned your name and swear words at the same time, you hollowed your cheeks so none of his release escaped your mouth and sucked him clean rising up off him with a pop while you still rolled your hips over the pillow faster. You were so wrapped up in the feeling filling you, that you hadn’t even noticed Bishop leaning down till he pulled the pillow from between your legs. You whined slightly till you felt his good hand slip into your panties, three fingers pushed into you and his thumb rolled your clit,
“Come on baby, you think I wouldn’t look after you too?”
“Sorry” you panted out, your core clenching around his fingers and you rocked your hips against them.
“It’s ok baby, cum for me”
Your hands rested on his shoulders, your forehead landing on his chin and your mouth dropped open, his name flowing from it as you came on his fingers. Bishop pulled away from you and you fell back on your hunches to try and catch your breath, Bishop wiping his fingers clean on the towel,
“You feel, ok?” you took in a deep breath to settle your breathing, smiling up at him.
Bishop smiled down at you, reaching for your hand and pulling you up to sit on the couch next to him, kissing you quietly and then rubbing his thumb over your cheek,
“Never better when I have you looking after me like you do. I love you”
