This was a challenge submission from tumblr. Inspiration by Hold Me Down by Halsey
I don't own SOA. OC is mine.
Happy leaned against the large bar top with Tig, both men scanning the room for the men they were expecting. It was supposed to be an easy meet and greet before any real exchanges occurred. The group was late causing tensions to rise among the men. Jax sat nearby, heavy rings drumming on the polished wood counter.
"Thought you said they knew the meet time." Jax drawled, his irritated eyes landing on Juice.
"I did and they do. They must be running late."
"They better show up soon. This place is about to get real loud, real soon." Tig jutted his chin towards the stage as a few roadies began setting up musical equipment.
"It's why we chose this spot." Juice replied, his eyes sliding over them nervously. "Lots of people to keep things from getting bloody but nobody's gonna hear shit."
Happy grunted at the statement, shrugging a shoulder while rolling a toothpick from one side of his mouth to the other before rasping, "Don't mind blood."
"I'm with you on that, Killah." Tig drawled, his unsettling blue eyes filled with excitement as he swiped a hungry tongue across his teeth.
"No blood. Just business." Jax spoke gruffly, his eyes amused and lips pulling into a crooked grin. "For now at least."
Happy smirked, chewing the toothpick as he watched a few musicians take the stage. "Just say the word, Prez."
Sliding his dark eyes over the crowd, Happy noticed most wore leather jackets and torn jeans. The crowd seemed to be a mix of rednecks and punks, a strange collection of faces pierced with hardware and biceps scratched with confederate flag tattoos.
"Only bonus if these fucks don't show up, there is plenty of needy pussy in here." Tig murmured, his hand stroking at his goatee in thought. "What about you Hap, you down for some tang?"
Happy snorted, rolling his eyes over to the man lazily. "Only if it's free."
"Yeah, Yeah. You frugal fuck." Tig muttered, before motioning to the stage. "I wonder what kind of hipster bullshit this is."
"Juice, these fucks aren't shown'." Jax grumbled, fifteen minutes later. "I want us to roll out."
"You want me to stick around, see if they show?" Tig asked, his eyes still scanning the room for a piece of tail.
"Nah. I want Hap to do it. Got a feeling he'll keep his dick in his pants long enough to make sure we don't miss the fuckers."
"Jax, come on. Help a horny brother out." Tig complained.
"No, Tig. You're with me, were goin' to Ma's. We got shit to discuss."
"You sure you don't need me with, Bro?" Happy joked, "last time you talked to Gemma you ended up with a black eye."
"I'll be fine." Jax replied, with a cocky grin. "Thanks for the concern, killah. But I can handle my mother."
"Right, and my dick shoots liquid gold instead of baby batter." Tig deadpanned, gripping Happy's shoulder before stage whispering, "Nail some tight pussy for me, Hap. Tell me all about it tomorrow."
Happy rolled his shoulder to dislodge Tig's hand and grunted, "Fuck off."
"Thanks brother." Jax drawled, slapping his hand on Happys broad back. "Just a hour of so. Then head home, get some rest. Tomorrow's gonna be a long one."
"Got it, Prez."
Nova climbed onto the stage in the grimy bar, the location just another stop on a long stream of shitty gigs across California. Her band, Havoc, toured the majority of the sunny state for the better part of the year. If Nova never stepped inside another shady as fuck bar, it'd be too soon.
"Come on Nova, one more and we can head home." Her best friend and bass player spoke as Nova yawned widely.
"Yeah, Yeah. Remind me again why I agreed to being in a band with you?"
"Well, my stunning good looks and fuck-awesome bass skills I believe."
"Or you bribed me with alcohol and promises of seeing the sights. Here we are in some shithole in Oakland and the only sights I've seen is the inside of our crap tour van and the peeling wallpaper of one roach motel after a-fucking-nother."
"Come on, don't be like that."
"Whatever, look I'm gonna need some time off after this. I'm burnt out."
The crowd began whistling and cheering for music as the rest of the band took their spots.
"Alright, Alright. We'll take time off and recoup. We can start the next album in a couple weeks."
"No, Eddie. You don't get it, like more than a few weeks. Like more like a few months."
"Nova."
"No, don't Nova me. This is the last show for awhile, now let's just get it over with."
Moving to the microphone to end the conversation, Nova threw the crowd a forced grin and announced, "Thanks for coming out tonight, we're Havoc."
The music started up instantly, Nova singing through their normal set with ease. She scanned the crowd while going through the motions, her hips swaying to the music as she sung. The crowd looked to be enjoying themselves, some of the people in the front singing along with her. There was a certain flattery to the sight, however, Nova couldn't help but want to walk away. She wasn't sure why her music career had become so unfulfilling, but every gig was like torture and every song felt forced.
She wanted out.
Letting her eyes trail lazily over the faces in the room, her eyes caught on a man leaning against the bar. The dark pits that were his eyes pinned her to her spot on the stage, the heat in them sending shivers up her spine. He wore a dark leather vest over a dark hoodie and worn jeans. His clothing fit in amongst the other leather clad listeners, but his stance had him sticking out. With his arms crossed and broad shoulders raised stiffly, she almost thought he was security but realized she was wrong when he sipped a beer moments later. She watched him periodically as she sung, her gaze hooked on his shape and dark unrelenting gaze.
They we're coming to the end of the set when a drunk listener tried to join the stage, knocking into Nova. Growling under her breath she brought her heel down on his foot, while jamming her elbow into his nose to feel a satisfying crunch.
"Fuck off." She grunted shoving him towards the edge and into the hands of the bouncers. The crowd cheered as the bloodied faced man was hauled away. Nova returned to her microphone and drawled, "Anyone else want a broken nose? No? Good. Here's our last song."
Eddie scowled at her irritated words and attitude but she brushed it off, sipping her beer before singing the first lines of the last song.
"My demons are begging me to open up my mouth I need them, mechanically make the words come out They fight me, vigorous and angry, watch them pounce Ignite me, licking up the flames they bring about"
Happy watched as the blonde began singing the last song of their set. She swayed her hips and gripped the microphone with closed eyes while crooning. He felt a smirk pull at his lips as he noticed blood splatter on her tight shirt, the sight turning him on as he replayed her quick defensive moves when the guy rushed the stage. She'd broken his nose without much effort, her well placed hit something to envy. There weren't many women around the clubhouse that could put a drunk bastard in his place, most wouldn't even try. The sight had his dick twitching and his mouth watering.
"Hold me down, hold me down Throw me in the deep end, watch me drown Knock me out, knock me out Saying that I want more, this is what I live for"
He watched her tight body move with the music, her long legs painted in black and perky tits stretching the cotton of her T-shirt. Happy wanted to see where the ink lining her arms ended and if there was anymore under her clothing. Her blonde hair was hanging in loose waves, the fringe in the front hanging in her eyes as she met his gaze. He bit his toothpick with a growl when her wet pink tongue slid across her bottom lip between lyrics, the pouty curves looking as though they were made to wrap around his dick.
Happy wanted her and he'd have her if he could catch her before the night was over. He was sure of it when she climbed down from the stage at the end of their set and headed for the bar. She was stopped a few times by fans but soon she ended up just a few feet away from Happy's spot on the end. He listened to her order a Jack and coke, hold the coke and grinned. She took a healthy gulp when it arrived before her bright blue eyes slid over to his.
"You always stare so much?" She asked, her voice husky from the booze and long set of songs.
Happy flashed her a set of sharp teeth before rasping, "You always break dudes noses when they push up on you?"
"Only when they deserve it. You didn't answer my question." She murmured, sipping her drink again.
Happy moved closer, his head dipping to her ear. "Only when it's a sexy bitch I wanna fuck."
She scoffed, gulping the rest of her drink and motioning for another. "That line work ever?"
"Always." He rasped lowly, his eyes trailing over her pale skin and petite body. "You wanna get out of here? Let me show you."
The girl peered at him over the rim of the new glass she was drinking from, her lust unsurprising to Happy. He knew how to reel in woman like her, girls who wanted aggressive men. Blunt always worked to dampen their panties.
"Depends." She murmured, turning slightly to face him. "Your dick as big as your ego?"
"Bigger, little girl. Much bigger."
The blonde laughed quietly, her blue eyes playful as he continued to stare intently at her. "What's your name?" She asked, her pink lips pulled into a sexy smirk.
"Happy."
"Seems like a misnomer."
Rolling his broad shoulder, he ignored her statement. Most people thought it was an ironic name for a somber motorcycle club enforcer. "You gonna tell me yours?"
"Nova."
"Nova, huh?" He rasped in amusement, his teeth flashing a teasing grin before asking, "Your daddy a greaser?"
"Nope. Astrophysicist."
"Really?"
"Nah," she laughed, "just sounds better than I was named after the car my dad fucked my ma in."
Happy chuckled deeply, the sound rumbling out of his chest surprising to both of them.
"You got a nice laugh." She flirted, her lips quirked into a coy smile.
Grunting at her, Happy discarded the toothpick in an ashtray and leaned in closer. "And you got a nice rack. Now you gonna show it to me or what?"
Nova wasn't sure how she ended up on the back of Happy's bike heading towards god knows where but she wasn't going to question it. His broad back was warm against her front, his hard abs flexing under her arms circling his stomach. She couldn't help but slid a hand under his hoodie and shirt to feel him, the rippled skin shuddering as she raked her nails gently across it.
"Better stop girl, or else." He hollered over the loud engine propelling them at high speeds along the long stretch of empty roadway. They were traveling a dark interstate, the surrounding land just acres of grass speckled with trees.
"Or else what?" She purred against his warm neck, her teeth nipping his ear.
Rather than answer, Happy growled deeply as her hand slid further down to stroke the hard shape forming below his jeans. The bike was suddenly pulling off the interstate and down a dirt side road before he stopped below a large tree. The almost full moon filtered through the low hanging branches and allowed Nova to see they were in the middle of nowhere. She should've been scared to be alone with a strange man with no witnesses. His leather motorcycle kutte bared intimidating patches claiming him as an Unholy One and Sgt at Arms. Nova wasn't naive, Happy was dangerous but she was also too curious for her own good.
She wanted to see just how rough a man he was.
The bike was parked, the kickstand shoved down harshly as Happy tugged her from the ride.
"Gonna get it, little girl." He threatened, his hand sinking into her windblown hair as he backed her against the seat of his Harley.
"And you're gonna give it to me, tough guy?" She gasped as he tugged her head back and rocked between her legs.
"You're a mouthy bitch." He grunted, nipping her neck only to lap the sting away. "Should use it for something' else."
"Like singing?" Nova quipped, pulling the zipper of his hoodie open and sliding her hands under his T-shirt. His skin was hot and stretched over cords of muscle, the tension rippling under the surface making her aware of just how dangerous he was. Happy was solid muscle and held himself as though he knew how to use it. He could hurt her if he wanted, he could do just about anything he wanted. Nova wasn't even sure she'd stop him.
"Like sucking." Happy growled into her mouth as he ravished it, his hand gripping her jaw and throat. Nova moaned as his tongue dove and twisted around her own, sucking on the curling muscle. His hands clutched her hips and ass while he ground against her spread thighs. Nova bit his lip, sucking on it greedily making him bare his teeth.
Happy curled his fingers into the waistband of her leggings and rubbed the thin material of her panties.
"Soaked, little girl."
"Someone's turning me on." Her voice turned breathy as his fingertips swept through her lips.
"Oh yeah? Who?" Happy's rasp had goosebumps breaking out across her arms and breast, nothing had ever sounded so thigh quivering.
"Some hot biker. You wouldn't know him." Nova groaned as his fingers sunk inside her, the heavy rings on his hand cold against her skin.
"Mmm. There's something hot." He mumbled along her shoulder and against her collarbone as he pushed her shirt up and off with his free hand. "N'wet."
"Oh fuck." Her mouth dropped open when his thick rough thumb swept across her clit. "Yes."
Happy laughed gruffly, while shoving his large calloused palm under her bra to tug on her nipple. "Gonna cum for me already. Dirty little slut."
"Fuck yes."
"Good girl, let me hear you." Happy's gravel filled words felt hot and wet against her chest as he dipped to suck on the tip he'd been twisting. Nova threw her head back as her body turned into a tightly wound knot, her hands curled into the front of his kutte. Stars burst behind her eyelids as she moaned and writhed against his deep plunging fingers and the wet suction of his hot mouth. She came long and hard until her limbs trembled weakly.
"Happy." She gasped when he bit into the soft curve of her breast before rising to grin down at her. His smile was feral and his piercing black eyes predatory, as he slowly sucked his fingers clean.
"Jesus Christ." Nova panted, her eyes dilating at the sight of his pitch colored eyes eating her alive.
"Taste like cherrys." He rasped gruffly, tugging her face to his by the nape of her neck to share the flavor.
Nova stroked the throbbing shape under the worn denim, "You gonna put this to use, player?"
With little hesitation, Happy yanked her from her spot on the Harley and spun her around. He bent her over the thick leather seat and pulled her leggings down sharply.
"Fuck. Look at you." He rumbled, slapping her ass before grabbing it greedily. "Horny little bitch all grinding on my dick. Dripping all over my leather, girl."
"Yes." Nova hissed as he ground his denim covered dick against her bare ass. "What're you gonna do about it, tough guy?"
Happy's chest rumbled against her back as he growled into the curve of her neck, twisting her hair around his fist. "Gonna hold you down and fuck you 'til you scream, little slut."
"Fuck." She groaned as he yanked his belt open, the leather smacking her trembling thighs before she felt his scorching heat against her folds. Nova groaned as Happy rocked against her wet core, her walls tightening in anticipation.
"Do it, Happy." She panted, her blue eyes flicking over her tattooed shoulder at the man behind her. His eyes were chunks of coal, the dark voids only visible by the moonlight reflecting off the shiny chrome of the bike.
"Hold me down and fuck me."
"Gonna make you cum, baby. " He growled into her ear, his hot wet tongue tasting the skin lazily. "Like. A lot."
Happy clutched onto Nova's hips as he sunk inside her with a throaty snarl. He clenched his eyes shut, dropping his head backwards as he felt her walls shudder against his less than subtle girth.
"Yeah. Take it." He grunted, as she pushed back into his hips. "Fillin' you up good huh, baby girl?"
"Yes." She panted, her back arched as Happy pounded into her supple body. Nova's skin was smooth and pale, ink splashed along her spine and ribs before it curled around her hip. His fingers dug into the pliable flesh but also stroked the dark images embedded in her skin.
He couldn't believe he had her bent over his bike in the middle of fucking nowhere. It wasn't what he'd planned but it was definitely checking off another line on his bucket list. He'd always wanted to bend a bitch over his ride and the perky titted blonde, with her curvy ass and long legs seemed to fit perfectly. Especially with her spiky heels propped up on his foot rest.
"Oh god." She moaned as his hand sunk into her hair, pulling her head back sharply as he plunged into her quickly. "Happy! Fu-ck."
"Yeah. Happy's fuckin' you." He snarled, rocking into her heat with deep and thorough thrusts. His hand circled her throat, his fingers resting over her thrumming pulse. "Fuckin you good."
"Yes." Nova hissed, her eyes fluttering as he worked her over.
Happy drove into her a few more times before he pulled out and spun her around. Nova stepped out of her leggings and practically climbed his body as he hoisted her up. He shuffled with her wrapped around his torso, pressing her against the trunk of the tree. His hips kept pistoning into her, while his blunt fingernails dug into her ass and thighs. Happy wanted to mark her, to have her feel him the next day whenever she sat down. He wanted any other pussy ass bitches she fucked to know who her ass belonged too.
"I'm ownin' this ass." He snarled into her neck, his teeth raking up the side. "It's mine."
Her breath was shuddered and gasped into his ear, the sound tightening his balls and creating a feral growl to rumble his ribs.
Nova was crying out and writhing as his hips rutted into her weeping core, his dick filling her up and spreading her open. She was so soaked, their skin slid and slapped vulgarly together with every thrust.
"That's it." He rasped, his voice gravelly as she clawed at his shoulders, her walls clenching and fluttering around his dick. "Cum for me."
"Happy." Nova moaned, her swollen lips parted and eyes closed, as he cursed into her breasts. Her body was clutching onto every part of him, her pussy sucking him in and nails digging into the tan flesh of his neck and chest. The woman writhed against him as she came, her pussy slathering him with her arousal.
"God girl." He panted against her sweaty chest, his tongue licking a salty path up to her ear as he growled, "Gonna fill you now. Want that you little horny bitch?"
"Yes."
"Yeah you do, slut." Happy snarled, slamming his dick into her greedy core with no restraint. His knees almost buckled as the heat and tension building in his balls broke. His dick pulsed and throbbed as he shot his load as deep as possible inside her hot little hole. Nova moaned and sighed as he rocked lazily into her, their combined fluids soaked her ass and inner thighs.
Happy stumbled back and set her down, both of them collapsing onto the grass below the tree.
He panted heavily, his hand resting on his chest as he looked over at Nova. Blonde hair tousled and her bare tits puckered in the cool air.
She smirked at him with swollen lips and hooded eyes, the girl too good looking for a tattooed killer like him.
He watched her laying there, sprawled out thoroughly fucked. All raw and gorgeous.
It had to be the reason for the slip of the tongue.
"This mean we're namin' our kid Harley?" He asked with a lazy grin, the words falling from his lips before his brain caught up to them. Happy had no fucking idea where the thought came from, but blamed it on the lack of blood in his brain and the tequila they'd shared.
Nova released a breathy laugh, her eyes sparkling at the question and replied, "Suppose it could be worse, could've fucked in a Hummer."
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