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PART II (Here).
Guys.. I still have not mastered the ways of Tumblr yet lol. It’s still a work in progress for me. Any tips will be much appreciated. <3 Also, this is my very first time writing in second person. It was a struggle! Especially not putting any description on reader because I tried to make this for everyone.
I just started watching Animal Kingdom, which honestly stemmed from watching The Pitt. I was like who is this gorgeous man?! And that ladies and gentleman was how I met the love of my life lol jk
Animal Kingdom heavily reminded me of Son’s of Anarchy which is why I had the bright idea of mixing the two together. :) Hope it was a good choice and I hope y’all like it. This is the prologue and will actually be starting the chapters. I want to go in more depth with everything so y’all could understand the madness that is going through my head with this. lol
MINORS DNI - 18+ Content
Summary: Y/n, was the child of John and Gemma Teller, born and raised in Charming, California. The Son’s made their first move in their expansion by setting roots in Oceanside, California. You did your part like Gemma had raised you to do and help the club as best as you could without a patch. The Oceanside Charter’s President had you as a gun for hire since you were raised in the shadows of none other than Happy Lowman. When you weren’t assisting the club you were keeping busy with the Cafe you owned, the Strip Joint, and the clubhouse bar. If you weren’t working then you were with your best friend, Deran Cody. If you weren’t with Deran than you were trying to get the attention of his damn brother, Andrew Cody.
Where it began.. (Prologue)
You were Deran Cody’s best friend. A simple friendship that started when you two were teenagers with no care in the world. To you Deran was your brother in every way but blood. Though your actual brother had a few words to say about that. You were there when he needed a shoulder to cry on, a place to stay, eyes on a job, a gun for hire or even just someone to listen. You had accepted every broken piece of this man and held him close when you knew he was going to fall apart.
The best part about growing up with Deran was being a pain in Janine Cody’s ass. Janine, or Smurf as she had continuously corrected you, was always cautious around you. Not once had you come to this house expecting anything. No drugs, no booze, no sex or money, not even the other boys… you had once told her to her face that you were honestly just here for Deran, nothing in life is free and she’s the last person you would ever ask anything of. No girl that had come through these doors didn’t come without the hidden skeletons in their closet. So when Janine finally dug up information on you she was hit with the reality of who you actually were. (Y/N) Teller. Daughter of John and Gemma Teller. Princess of SAMCRO.
Janine soon realized that the sons were here for business and from the recent increase in club activity she now knew why you were in Oceanside. What she couldn’t comprehend was how you and Deran got close. (A story for another time… literally…. I’m writing it) You ,at this point, knew what the Cody family did. The boys had taken their time to get used to you. Baz, the adopted son, would come into the cafe you owned to flirt and get information out of you.
“Oh come on! I’ll buy your entire muffin batch if you give me the name and address of the jewelry store owner.”
“You’re striking a hard bargain… how about you buy the entire pastry case and I’ll give you the information.”
“I hate you.” No matter how much he complained he always gave in.
Catherine Belen did not like you one bit and you knew it too. Catherine was Baz’s wife. She was the girl who had been in love with the same man since she was sixteen years old. You’ve seen this film before and know how it ended. Just like your brother, Jax, and his first love, Tara. She never wanted to be a part of the club life but loved a man part of one. You have learned from an early age that you can not have one foot in and one foot out. Hesitancy could have dangerous consequences.
Craig and Deran were a packaged deal. Two of the same coin. Just as the two older brothers had each other to lean on, the youngest ones were the same. There wasn’t Deran without Craig. You got comfortable with Craig fairly quickly, he was a natural flirt and an easy going guy… it’s just your interest just never lined up. Such as the fact this dude could not keep his nose clean to save his life!
“Look Craig… just drink the fucking drink so you can detox yourself already!”
“Why is it green???!”
“Because it’s HEALTHY for you.”
“Nah.. I don’t drink anything green.”
“Craig I swear to god!”
Aside from it all, there was only one Cody brother that always managed to make your blood boil in excitement. You were no stranger to violence. In fact, you wholeheartedly heartedly embraced your upbringing. You knew you were never going to be able to wear the patch as no daughter in history had ever done it before. But that didn’t stop Happy Lowman and Gemma Teller from building you up to become more than what you were destined to be.
“I don’t want to become someone’s old lady mama.” Little ten year old you pouted while you were in your moms office because Jax decided to ditch you to play with his friends.
“And why is that sweetheart? We can find you a nice man who would love you as much as his bike.”
“I want to be more than just some arm piece of a man. No offense mama, this place would fall apart without you. But I want to do more…. Be more than just some daughter of a member.” Gemma saw a certain emotion pooling underneath your eyes. It was a certain emotion that she had seen in other members when situations escalated and their fingers itched for blood.
“Oh darling, do you know what you have that the other members don’t.”
“Boobs?” You swear you could hear Happy gagging nearby. Gemma laughed so hard.
“You don’t have the rules of a patch baby. You’re free to do whatever. Just don’t get caught and clean up your mess. Hap would be more than happy to help you learn exactly what I mean. Wouldn’t you Hap?”
Happy was a man of a few words, but his actions always spoke louder than any words said. He was the club’s enforcer and soon… you would be one too. Happy saw the fire in your little eyes. After that day everything changed for you.
Truth be told, you felt a little crazy. No one had the same thought process as you. You thought outside of the box while everyone else tiptoed the line. No one understood you.. except him. (Deran loved you for who you were but you scared him from time to time) Andrew was a misunderstood man. He was his family’s enforcer and protector. You understood, you genuinely did. The crave for this man grew and grew over the years. Unfortunately for you while your eyes were on him, his eyes were on Catherine. Fucking Catherine Belen.. yet again!
That girl played both boys like a fiddle and all you could do was sit back and watch because no matter how much you tried, Andrew’s eyes always went back to her. His first love. You never spoke up about your feelings, I mean how could you? You knew how this would end. When you got a better understanding of your feelings for Andrew, you started drifting away from the Cody household.
In the extra time you had away from that household, you were managing the Oceanside Charter’s new strip joint and your cafe. The Strip joint was the Son’s expansion of the Cara Cara studio back home and it was their first step in their grand plan of bringing in legitimate income. One thing was for sure, you were NOT managing a porn business. That was something you were not going to compromise on.
“Well why not? You would have an ocean view site! A perfect place to make magical things happen.” Jax said with a big smile trying to convince you otherwise.
“If it’s as ‘magical’ as you say it is, why don’t you run it?” You grumbled in your mug, filled with coffee, considering it was FIVE in the morning.
”Because I have the prettiest, the smartest, and the best person for the job standing right in front of me. You’re good with numbers and stuff so it saves money on an accountant.”
“I am NOT dealing with people and their fluids. Look.. look why don’t we compromise. How about a strip joint instead? This place has people who would spend their money stupidly for a show, we could incorporate VIP rooms. Clinical testing appointments won’t be as high and we can afford good insurance packages for our girls. The even better part is that the percentage of the girls catching anything is low because oh you know…. it’s not a fucking porn studio!”
“Alright, alright you win big brain. A strip joint it is.” Jax noticed how much you were blinking to keep your eyes open. “Let’s go to bed now. Still got my blanket in the closet? We can watch that Law and Order show you like so much.. yeah?”
You could only nod as your elder brother pretty much guided you to your room. Some things never changed when you two got older and you were so happy for that.
The Son’s needed you for an assignment. Which got you all giddy because that meant you got to dress up for the job and by job you were working as one of the popular girls of the joint. Yay! A VIP member was coming in today and the Son’s needed to do a transaction with him in a private room since there were no cameras. That’s where you come in. That member needed to book a private room with you. Happy made it clear from the get go that you were to not be in the room. Jax even threw a fit all the way from Charming, that Happy and Juice knew the spiel word for word at this point.
It was getting closer to the time when the plan was going to take place. Now it was time to get ready and you had a pretty little number waiting for you. The outfit in question was a pretty lilac sequin set, a net ruffle top and net ruffle bottom with cute purple heels to match. It wasn’t stripper thin but it covered what you needed too. The outfit honestly felt like wearing a swimsuit.
“Hey (N/N), you dressed? I’m coming in okay?”
“You’re good to come in Juice. Plus it’s nothing you haven’t seen before!” Juice scoffed while he entered your dressing room.
“That was ONE time (N/N) I thought you were some-……. Where are your clothes?!” You eyed the man from the mirror.
“I am wearing my clothes. Cute right?”
“Oh my god.. Jax is going to kill me… and then bring me back from the dead just to kill me again. You can not go out like that (N/N).”
“Like what? This isn’t even THAT bad. You’ve seen me in bikinis before.”
”T-That’s completely different from what’s going on here!”
You smirked and turned towards Juice. “Do I not look pretty to you Juicey boy? Hmmm” You slowly stood and closed the gap between you two. You ran a finger down his chest. “Is this outfit not doing what it’s supposed to?”
Juice had to look up at the ceiling and take a few breaths. You were a tease. You knew exactly how pretty you were and used it to your advantage. A courtesy of Gemma’s teaching. A hand reached out to grab Juice by the back of his shirt and kutte. “Let’s go.”
“Hi Hap!” You smile innocently.
“Don’t you even start.” His raspy voice came out like a warning. “As soon as this shit is over. You better change little girl.” You were scared to even say a word. You could only nod. While Happy continued to drag Juice out of the room, you looked back into the mirror to make sure everything was perfect. “Well I think I look cute.. jerks.”
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Your temporary stage name was being called and you were honestly excited. Performing on stage has always come easy to you because it was one of the few times you felt like yourself. Not a daughter of the club, not a sister to the VP, not a business owner.. just you. While you were doing your number on stage all attention was on you. From the usual strip joint patrons, The Sons (You swear you can hear Happy gagging), and to your surprise the Cody brothers. Andrew, Baz, Craig and your best friend Deran. For once, in all these years of trying, you finally had Andrew Cody’s undivided attention. Even if this was a fleeting moment, you wanted to make the most of it because after today everything will go back to how it was before. (Y/N) Teller, best friend to Deran and family friend to the Cody family. When your performance was done, you had got the results you wanted. The VIP member requested you for a private performance… which you will not be there for. So you made your way back to your dressing room.
“(Y/N)! (Y/N) wait.. wait!” Daniella, or Poppy The Strip’s manger, stopped you before you got any further to your room. “You have a VIP request in the Red Room.”
“A VIP request? Aren't the boys handling that one?”
“This is a paying customer. Not the Son’s business partner. It’s good for business.. please, please (N/N).” You rolled your eyes.
“FINE but you owe me shifts at the bakery. I got the next three weekends filled with birthday cake orders.”
“Done! Thank you, hot stuff.” Poppy winked and made her back to the girls for the next oncoming performances.
“Well here goes nothing.”
Your heart just about stopped. Sitting awkwardly in the red room was none other than the man you yearned for. His eyes were always on a door no matter the place because he would never leave his back vulnerable.
“Andrew? W-What are you doing here?” If you could only crawl in a hole and die because what the hell was wrong with you. Stuttering over words!
“For you.” Two words. All it took was two words that made your whole world tilt on its axis.
“Why?”
“I missed you.” Andrew was a lot like Happy in a sense. A man of a few words. So the little words that did come out always held a certain meaning .
“You missed me? Huh…You missed me!” Mixed emotions were bubbling within you and taming it this time was hard. “I have a phone, Andrew. A cafe to visit. Why here? Why now?”
“I see you at the cafe…” His voice was low and hoarse but god was it sexy. “I made it across the street but could never go in. So I just watch you work. I missed you.”
He missed you. The infamous Andrew Cody actually missed you and he was here sitting before you. In your element no less. You playfully smirked. If this was the only moment you could have Andrew under you. You were going to take it and soak up the moment in more ways than one.
You sultry walked towards Pope. Your heels clanking against the epoxy metallic flooring. Your outfit's fluff bouncing at every step. Pope eyed the way your hips shifted each step and you could see how hard he was under those jeans. Pope sat with his legs spread so you were able to position yourself right in front of him. Your breasts were just about in his face and Pope was breathing heavily restraining himself.
You ran your finger up his neck, above his Adams apple and stopped at his chin. You pushed his chin up so his eyes were on yours.
“You missed me, Andrew? Show me how much.” You whispered softly. Despite being alone you were afraid someone would hear you. In here it was just you and him. (Y/N) and Andrew. A sentence you thought you’d never get to say out loud but you’re here.
His hazel eyes never left your eyes as he grabbed your ass and pulled you down on him. Your cloth crotch against his own erected one. “I missed you (N/N).” He whispered against your lips. You wrapped your arms around his neck and brought his lips against yours. God how long you wanted this. You ran your fingers through his curly brown hair all while his tongue danced with yours.
“Nice Fluff.” You giggle as he pulls on the ruffles of your lilac outfit.
“Cute right?!”
Buttons slowly started coming undone on his blue button up shirt. Pope grabbed your sequin underwear on both sides and pulled you as close as he could to himself and started grinding you against him. His shirt was finally off and this man was sculpted beautifully.
“You’re so beautiful Andrew.”
Something shifted in the man. His eyes grew more hungry by the second. Pope gripped the top of your bralette that covered your boobs and pulled the fabric down so it sat under your breast slightly pushing them up a bit. Pope didn’t need to say any words because his actions spoke louder than anything he could say. He sucked on your right breast. His tongue running over your nipple and nipping at it when you unconsciously started pulling away. You were in a daze as you leaned your head back moaning above him.
While your head was leaned back, Pope started peppering kisses along your neck. Leaving marks in his wake. He couldn’t go on anymore. The tightness of his jeans were making him uncomfortable. Pope gripped your ass once more and lifted you towards the leather couch in the corner of the room. (Readers big or small this man is lifting us) Just like you, Pope thought this moment would never come. He noticed you long before you noticed him. Smurff sent him to figure out what had kept Deran away from the house so much.. The last thing he expected was you. This beautiful cafe owner who had the prettiest smile in the world. Now you’re here under him with those half lidded eyes and tits popping out. Whatever he did to deserve this, he was forever grateful. Pope started to unbuckle his pants and you attempted to take off your garments. Pope lightly smacked your hand away.
“Keep them on.” He slipped out his pants and his dick bounced from being confined. He was so hard, it was almost painful. Poor jerked himself a few times and pre cum formed at his red tip.
You were salivating at the sight. Pope didn’t have a monstrous dick but it was a good length and very girthy. You wanted to taste him just this once. Even if you couldn’t have him after today… just this once. You sat up a bit and pulled Pope towards you from his hips. Your head leveled up with his crotch. You gripped his dick and started licking the tip where his cum started to drip. Looking up you could see him watching you. His pupils enlarged and his mouth slightly parted, letting out low moans. Each moan that came from that man, made you more wet than you already were. You were probably a dripping mess at this point but you couldn’t care. Now when this was really happening. Pope shifted his hips and had you fully engulfed him in your mouth. Your hands came to rest on his hips as he rocked into your mouth. Saliva started pooling at the corner of your mouth and your eyes started to roll back when he hit the back of your throat. The squelching wet noise his actions were causing were driving him up the walls and he could take it anymore.
Pope gently pulled out of your mouth with a line of saliva connecting you two. Pope cupped your face and used his thumb to break that string of saliva before bringing you in for a sloppy kiss. His tongue licked away all the excessive saliva and he could taste himself in you. Not breaking the kiss, Pope gently laid you back down on the leather couch. He was now above you with one leg stretch on the floor and the other on the couch holding himself up with his knee. Your lips were puffy, you were littered in marks and to Pope you never looked more beautiful. You two were heavily breathing looking into each other's eyes and the joint’s music was blasting in the background.
Pope gripped under your knees and pulled you closer to him. Both your legs resting on both sides of him. Pope started rutting his cock against your lilac panties slowly shifting them up against your pussy. As you guessed before.. you were dripping on the couch.
“I need you Andrew. I need you in me.”
Pope shifted your panties to the side and guided his cock to your opening. He slowly shifted it in a bit but not completely in. You were clenching tight around him and he wasn’t even in all the way. Pope had to close his eyes and breathe a few times before pulling out and thrusting himself back in you. You let out a satisfied gasp. He repeated the action until he roughly thrusted in you and kept that pace. This was heaven. Pope in between your legs, hands resting by your head to keep him aloft and his sweat that formed on his head dripped down on your body, this man was hitting every spot possible and had you like a whimpering mess under him. The sounds of skin slapping and the squelching noises of him fucking you filled the room. You wrapped your legs around his waist while he continued to pound into you. Your eyes rolled back in ecstasy. Pope looked like he was coming close to his release… and so were you. You reached under his arms and clawed at his back when he hit the right spot. Those marks were going to be there for a while. Pope felt the blood dripping down his back. You brought him closer to you. Tits bouncing up and down from his rough thrusting. Your nipples glided up and down his toned chest.
Pope knew you were close. Your grip on him tightened, almost if you were trying to suck this man dry. Well whatever his girl wants she gets.
“I’m about to cum…”
“M-me too Andrew… Fuck!… Yes baby.. yess”. Pope let out a groan as he released himself in you. You followed right behind. Pope rested his forehead against your shoulder as he tried to get his breathing together. You were no better. You stared up at the ceiling in disbelief that this even happened. You finally got Andrew Cody. You were dripping Andrew Cody out of you. Oh my god.
“T-This isn’t a dream?”
Pope shifted his head over yours and kissed you again, and again, and again until your tongues were once again exploring each other. Pope broke the kiss and rested his forehead against yours.
“It’s not a dream.”
A now softened Pope gently pulled out of you. His cum dripping down your vagina down onto the couch. Popeyes admired his work and you couldn’t help but laugh. You set your panties back in place despite them being ruined and set your boobs back in the bralette. It was back to reality from here.
“Thank you for a wonderful time Andrew.” You softly said as you shakenly stood up from the couch. You were in a blissful state. You didn’t care who saw you walk funny from here on out. Before you could walk out the door you heard clothes rumbling in the background.
“Don’t wear that again.” Ooh you quickly turned around with shocked eyes.
“Excuse me?” Pope while buttoning up his last buttons on his shirt walked right up to you and leaned down to be eye level with you.
“I said don’t wear this pretty number again. Unless it’s for me…. And only me. I don’t want no one looking at my girl.” While you were still processing what he said, Pope kissed you and slapped your ass before leaving the room. Did you die and go to heaven?? What the hell just happened???
PART II (Also here so you don’t have to scroll up lol)