content warning! sub fem reader, dom jax teller, pet names, unprotected sex, missionary position, aftercare.
you’d overheard the conversations at the teller-morrow. tense, muffled disagreements about jax and how he’s changed. they’d say he’d gone soft; lost his bite… lost his edge. you hear another, deeper, voice throw your name into the conversation. it accused you of being the reason for jax’s sudden actions regarding samcro.
eventually you’d ask about the conversation, curious as to what they could’ve been implying about your intentions. but jax just smiles, tight lipped and nearly irritated, and tells you not to worry your pretty little head about it.
sometimes you could understand his brothers. sometimes, because there is nothing softer about jax teller than when he has you underneath him. splayed out along his bed, with your melanated skin contrasting the sheets.
he’s soft in the way his eyes scan your naked body, a grin tugging at the corner of his lips. his calloused hands are gentle as he runs them up and down your sides, along your thighs, your ribcage, cupping the mounds of your chest. “pretty girl,” he coos, thumbs tweaking your nipples.
he can see the need and desperation in your eyes, it makes him smile — all coy and mischievous. “you just want me to fill you, huh gorgeous?” he drawls out. you nod, unashamed to admit how much you craved him. he hums in acknowledgment. “i need words, pretty.” he pinches on of your nipples, a warning. “i need you so bad jackie.” you whine, breathing labored.
“good girl.” he grins, reaching down to line himself up. his tip rubs against your entrance, smearing your arousal. he chews his lip at the feeling, dilated eyes scanning your body once more.
maybe he has gone soft. there’s were moments at the beginning of your relationship, similar to this one, where he’d tease and prod until you cried of need. but now? one pleading, desperate look from you is all it takes before he’s pushing in. there’s barely any resistance as he goes deeper and deeper.
you gasp, feeling him bottom out. your hand instinctively comes down to press against his stomach, he’s too deep. “nuh-uh. none of that, you’re gonna take what i give you.” he tell you, grabbing your hand and pinning it to the bed.
jax knew just how to make you fall apart. one hand pinning your hands to the bed while the other reaches down and rubs tight, fast circles on your clit. he fucks you slowly, dragging his hips back & forth. thrusts that have you crying out, repeatedly filling you up with every stroke.
your body shivers and trembles. you pull weakly against his grip on your hands, truly being made to take exactly what he gives you. it’s too much, too good, too overwhelming. “too m-much-“ you gasp, forcing the words out and nearly choking on your own moans.
he leans down. pressing his lips along your temple, then your cheek. he stops at your ear, “you were made to take my cock.” he says, voice deep with arousal. you clench tighter, pussy fluttering around the big intrusion. “see? i can feel you clenchin’ honey. you’re getting close ain’t you?” he teases, pressing down on your clit harder.
he angles his hips differently, and you cry out immediately. “jack-jackie, fuck hnng— that’s m-my spot-“ you squeal, and he smiles against your cheek. you can’t do anything but keen and writhe and take exactly what he dishes out. “i wanna feel this pretty pussy cum for me darlin’.” and that’s what does it. your orgasm crashes over you in big waves as your body jerks. “that’s it honey, shit.” he curses breathing hotly in the junction between your neck and shoulder.
for a split second, jax has second thoughts about pulling out…. but that wouldn’t be very nice of him. instead he fucks into you harder, a couple more thrusts that have you writing in overstimulation before he pulls out, painting your stomach in thick stripes of cum.
in this moment he knows for himself that he’s truly gone soft. he reaches over to the bedside to grab tissues and wipes you down immediately. he’s careful, knowing you’re still sensitive. and after this, you’re practically bundle of nerves in his arms. he lets you cuddle into his chest and he gives you little nose kisses as you do.
he doesn’t think there’s anything wrong with him going soft for his pretty girl.
