-CHAPTER TEN
Watching Juice work with some papers, Alyssa felt a smile creep on her face, he was always so damn goofy and seeing him work, with his face calm, was amazing. Without the constant worry of him getting killed, was nice, almost normal. Alyssa didn't mind the fact that he wasn't able to take her home, she just wanted to be with him and if that was at the clubhouse, then she would just have to take it, she liked the apartment, spent many nights with him here, so it was slightly peaceful. Lifting off the bed and hovering over him from behind the chair, "What's this about again..?" She murmured, pressing her forehead onto the back of his neck, Juice humming to himself before replying.
"Something for Eli, that cop." He laughed, a fake one. Alyssa could tell, she has heard enough real ones to know, Juice was still bothered by what the cop said and so was she. Alyssa didn't have much of a reason to get near or touch him before but his laugh gave her reason enough for her next movements. Slithering her arms around Juice, she sighed, moving her head into the crook of his neck, embracing him tightly. Trying to reassure that even though she was mad, she'd still be there for him, whenever.
"..I miss you.." He cracked. Moving a hand to clamp down on one of her arms that wrapped around his chest, gripping hard on it. This had been the first attempt at any contact from Alyssa, being so grossed out by the things he had done, she wanted nothing to do with him, she was neglecting him the affection he needed. Besides a few emotional slip ups today and the day before, Alyssa made sure to remind Juice to keep his distance, not to touch her or kiss her, which he did but it was difficult. Juice never thought the touch of just one woman could change how he felt forever. All he wanted was to take her right here and now to prove just how much he loved Alyssa but he also understood that this was punishment for the things he did, he couldn't push her to do something she didn't want, she was laying down the rules and he was taking it, Juice was pussy whipped.
So the touch Alyssa gave him, without him making the move first, was the first touch from her in a while, he missed how just their contact made him feel, how alive Alyssa made him. A little too late, Juice started to truly understand how much love he felt for this woman, if only he woke up before Carla.
A knock to the door surprised them both, Alyssa shook herself out of her thoughts, quickly releasing Juice from her embrace before he protest. Clay waved once the attention was on him, walking slowly into the room. She gulped."Can we get a beer?" he asked. A large hand touching against her shoulder as he neared the two, one of her hands that once left Juice automatically found him again, gripping onto his leather. Juice made her feel safe many times before and it was a habit to cling to him when upset. Clay made her angry and nervous, Juice new that and tried to keep it to himself, he didn't want Clay to try to hurt Alyssa like he did Tara but he knew a sign when he saw one. Clay wanted to talk and now.
"Ahh… I'd love one actually, mind?" Juice murmured nervously, a slight hint to take a hick and leave them alone for a few minutes,
"Okay… I'll be back then." Alyssa nodded, looking over Juice once more before leaving the men. They only got a few minutes, Alyssa didn't want to leave Clay with Juice longer than she was comfortable with. Walking slowly back into the main room, Alyssa looked over a few pictures that spotted the hallway's walls, some pictures going as far back to the first nine but one caught her full attention, like always, the one with the two sisters in it. Tara and Alyssa, both faces bright with smiles.
Tara took her spot behind Jax on his new bike, 'He was so happy with it.' Alyssa thought, laughing a little, tracing over her own face, she stood next to Opie and Chibs, throwing up a middle finger. The happiness from back then took away her current smile, dropping her arm back to her side.
"If only you knew what was waiting when you came back to Charming..." she sighed.
Sliding behind the bar, she took out two chilled beers, popping off both caps and looking around for some napkins to wipe off the excess water, doing so slowly to kill time the best way she could. Alyssa's leg shook under her, looking up at the clock every few seconds before heading back, both beers in each hand, taking her sweet time to come back to the damn room, she knew she was probably gone for five minutes.
Stopping just a few inches away from the door of the apartment, she listened in on the two men, something she just couldn't get enough of today.
"…Otto flipped….gave them past crimes…Eli threatened me, the feds…. The feds want the Irish and the cartel, he said that if I gave them some evidence that he would spare the club…" Juice confessed, his voice shaken to the core, breathing out a few words before spilling out the last sentence.
"…Jesus Christ." Clay murmured, "What did you do?" he demanded after a short pause, Juice huffing out slightly before continuing, "I stole that brick of coke…. Miles caught me doing it, I panicked…. We fought, he came at me with a knife.." by the way he was breathing heavier and more shaken Alyssa could tell Juice was crying by the end of his confession.
She didn't noticing that her own eyes were filling with liquid until a drop landed on one of her hands. The guy she fell for was doing more damage to himself than she originally thought, if anyone else knew about this Juice would be dead by tonight. Whipping her face quickly, not wanting to think about the consequences and taking the silence between the men as the conversation's end, she took a few steps before Clay continued to speak stopped her. Listening in was the only way to get the truth and interrupting now would ruin that, so she stepped back, gulping a bit.
"The RICO case went away?" Clay asked, "I guess they couldn't make it.. the fed." Juice confessed taking a deep breath, "They cut me loose… I'm not sure about Otto."
And with another short silence, Clay took a deep breath this time before he spoke up once more, "I sent the Nomads to the trailer… Unser took down Gogo… I killed Greg." Clay's confession taking both Juice and Alyssa back, Clay could only see Juice but Alyssa was there, taking in all the information, trying to piece it together. Clay was the reason for everything that's been going on, being in charge of the Nomads, the home invasions, the reason why Eli's wife was killed in the last attack, Clay was the reason for everything wrong lately, Clay would be the reason for Eli's ratting on Juice and Clay would be the reason Alyssa felt so much hate.
"What happens now..?" Juice's voice broke her thoughts,
"well… you take this bullshit intel to the sheriff, and I catch up on some paper work." With last remark from Clay Alyssa heard movement,
not wanting to get caught with what she was doing, which obviously was wrong, she quickly turned around moving through the hallway as quietly as she could. Hearing their voice again she sighed in relief, 'these guys are going to kill me..' She thought, walking back to the room, standing by the door frame. Alyssa eyed both men, waiting for them to finish up before slipping back into the room, handing Clay a beer, forcing the sweetest smile she could conjure up.
"Thanks." Clay nodded, moving past her and out the room chugging the beer. Alyssa's eyes hit Juice's face, he tried his hardest not to look up at her, the look of guilt, she had seen that a few times before the meaning of it clicked.
"Here." She huffed. Breaking the silence and handing him his beer,
"..yeah." he replied in a whisper, taking it and setting the bottle aside. "Alyssa, I-" he started, keeping his eyes on the stack of papers on his desk, moving his fingers around the edges.
"No, no. I don't need to hear anything right now. Still shaken up by the accident." She confessed, really, if she heard the words mixed up with lies, she didn't know how well she'd cope with more betrayal. Plus the fact of knowing how close to death Juice actually was, was killing her inside, Juice promised that this family would try to make it work. How can it work if the father was dead? Shaking her head, Alyssa moved in front of Juice, one of her fingers slightly grazing his cheek when her hand hovered of it, catching his attention.
The look on his face was heartbreaking, "..stop crying... okay?" she frowned. A finger whipping the wetness under his lids, their eyes never leaving one another's. Lips tightening, she moved to straddle him on the chair, Juice's hands gripped at the curve of her hips as she rested her arms against his shoulders, caressing the top of his head with her hands, the feel of his shorten Mohawk tickling her fingers.
"You mean so much to me, you know that?" Alyssa cried, burying her face into his neck, whenever she thought of him disappearing forever, the mistakes he's ever made left her mind, she was free to love him like before.
"..I... I love you..." Juice sobbed. The tight grip on her hips vanished being replaced by his tight embrace around her whole upper body, his arms wrapped around her just right, she fit against his body like she was made from him. Which she was, Alyssa was made for him, he felt it, he knew it. Alyssa was his everything and she was giving him even more than he could have asked for, feelings that he hasn't felt before and a child he'd love unconditionally. "I love you." He repeated, kissing the side of her head a few times. The smell of her engulfing his nose, the mixture of her soap and shampoo filling both nostrils, the smell that drove him crazy, the smell that laid on her and only her body. Gulping, Juice leaned back against the chair, letting his arms slump down to her thighs,
"What's wrong?" Alyssa asked. Moving her face from his neck, "I miss you.." Juice replied. His eyes closed, "I'm right here, silly." She smiled slightly, confused at his words.
"I mean... fuck.." his voice lowering a few notches, moving his hands away from her thighs and up to the back of his neck, rubbing against it with some force, dropping his gaze from her. She frowned. "..what is it?" She asked worried, did she do something wrong? Was she pushing this too far now? Over-thinking instantly, Alyssa began to lift herself off him.
"No! ...wait, just wait." He snapped. Grabbing her shoulders, forcing her back down, staring back into her eyes this time, "Listen Alyssa... I miss you.. being inside you, having sex with you... just you!" He pleaded.
Eyes going wide for a moment, taking in what Juice had just spilled, "..Juice.." Alyssa cautioned. His eyes instantly dropping with his head, deflating like a balloon right in front of her. "I need you.." he cried, pulling her hands into his own, tangling his fingers with hers. She bit her lip, hard. Unsure whether or not taking this step with him again was a smart move. "go... go slow." she hinted worriedly.
Juice's head shot up with her words, looking over her features, he could tell she was very hesitant, not completely okay with being intimate with him, he knew the drill, he understood she was trying but it still surprised him. "Y-You sure?" He insisted. With the slight nod of her head, Juice moved his hands away from hers, replacing them on the sides of her face. Slowly closing the space between their bodies, trapping her plump lips within his, he'd gotten a taste of her lips back at the hospital and couldn't stop thinking about it, couldn't stop thinking about her over and over. God, he needed her, needed this with her. Breathing in slowly, Alyssa felt like melting, his lips were always a deal breaker for her, she loved his lips and they way they fit with hers.
Alyssa's arms moved up to Juice's neck, wrapping around it slightly while his arms gripped at the back of her shirt, pulling her closer into his body as he leaned back on the chair. The couple's kiss quickly intensified, they hadn't been intimate in so long, it was starting to show with their desperation, the clumsiness. Bumping heads and teeth meant nothing to Juice once Alyssa's laugh filled his ears, that laugh. Her laughing was what started the burning in his soul for her, he knew once he made that woman laugh, he was a goner.
"I love you." He repeated again, pushing his nose against hers. The moment he knew, actually knew he loved Alyssa, Juice felt like saying it was never going to be enough, he'd have to keep going, keep telling her every chance he got. She giggled in response, one of those giggles that could make any man's heart melt. He did that, he made her smile and laugh, he did it, not someone else. Juice was doing something right for once in a long time and he'd be damned if he'd let any other man try to do this with her. He was going to make sure she was his all over again.
Just thinking another man would touch what was his made Juice angry, he'd probably kill for this woman. "..sorry.." he whispered. This is what she felt, the pain he gave her, how could he let that other woman touch him, pull him into something so problematic? He was just fucking dumb, that's how. Pulling the woman back to him, he kissed her repeatedly, trying to prove how much he wanted her and no one else, not ever again. Swiping his tongue against her bottom lip, he ached for her taste, to deepen their kiss. Hesitating for a moment, Alyssa gave in, she couldn't keep the thoughts of him being with someone else out of her mind but the fact Juice was here with her and not with Carla was kind of enjoyable. It meant he wanted to be with her, was trying to stay with her and make up for the mistakes. Opening her mouth, she met her tongue with his, slow at first, gentle but the kiss quickly intensified. Tongue massaging and pushing against one another, the two hardly broke for air and was attached again in no time, the heat between the two growing hotter by the second. Thinking about how Carla could have touched Juice fueled her further, it wasn't pushing her away, it was pushing her forward, made her want to prove that this man was her's and no one else's, Alyssa's. Slipping her hands between their lower halves, rubbing against the bugle of his pants, his dick was her's too and she was going to make sure it would never want anyone else.
Juice's head threw back, letting out a loud moan, Alyssa's hand was pumping against his dick fast, not only did she want him to moan her name but she wanted him to feel like he'd never felt before. Sucking hard against the flesh of his neck, she'd left a mark from the first bite and wanted it to stay for all to see, she was marking what was her's this time. Her free hand slithered up his shirt, assaulting his abs for a moment before caressing his chest, rubbing one of his nipples with her thumb, she knew how much that got him going. Which it did, with all of his pleasure points being hit all at once, Juice's voice was all over the place and the grip against the back of her head tightened, the feeling that engulfed his body was completely euphoric, pulling him closer to exploding in her hand.
"F-Fuck, Alyssa!" He grunted, pulling her mouth away from his neck and back to his lips, the couple biting and moaning onto each other's lips. A few more quick strokes from her hand and a hard tug at his bottom lip from her pushed him over the edge. Grunting out loudly, Juice's hips buckled as he came, stilling while he spilled out the rest, slightly coating Alyssa's hand.
"Feel good?" she mewled with a smile, feeling him pulsated within her hand. Looking down at her, hardly able to keep his eyes open he laughed weakly, the lopsided smile she came to love so greatly appearing while he nodded,
"..amazing." he gasped out. She smiled more, pecking at his lips, she moved to get up but he stopped her, kept her put. "No, it's your turn." he teased, smirking slightly.
"...J-Juice!" Alyssa whimpered, her hand moving out and knocking a few things over on the desk, she was trying to get a grip on something, anything through the pleasure. His mouth's suction against her wet folds was sending shivers of pure pleasure up and down her body, almost fulfilling her thirst for sexual gratification, almost. Gasping out slightly whenever Juice's teeth clamped down gently on her clit, licking and sucking at it a few times as well, "Ohh.. right there!" she moaned. Juice kept this up, her hand clinging to the top of his head while the other grasped against her own breast, squeezing down on it, moaning out his name and a few curse words through the ecstasy. Juice got the woman to her climax in no time, it had been awhile for her in this department and with both his mouth and fingers working at her pussy, it wasn't very hard to get her to the very release, plus Juice knew exactly how she liked it.
Huffing out, her body hunched forward, body trembling as her thighs trapped him between her legs, both hands against his head now while she came, he knew she was there and wanted to make her last moments worth it. Sucking hard against her clit while he was trapped, thrusting a few fingers hard inside of her opening, feeling the squishy walls tighten against the fingers that dug inside while he did so. Alyssa's eyes rolled back, her lips parted more while she moaned, almost yelled, god he knew how to work her body and it was showing. Hips thrusting with the movements of his fingers before stilling with the full blown release, head flying back to let out her last loud moan, back arching with the pleasure of his mouth while he lapped up the juices that spilled from her.
Trying to catch her breath, Alyssa pulled Juice's face away from her numbness and back up to face her, "I love you too." She smiled. Pulling him up further for a deep kiss, not caring if she tasted herself on his lips, all she wanted was to love on him some more, enjoy the love she felt for him in this moment.
However, a sudden knock to the door snapped both of their attentions, Bobby stood looking over the two of them, shaking his head slightly, "I didn't know when you'd horny fucks would finish... bu-Jesus, get dressed." He stopped. Turning completely around while the two scrambled to cover the parts that were out in sight. They had forgotten to shut the door and who knows how long he had been there or how much of their sexual escapades he heard but all that mattered was to get the hell dressed. Juice zipped himself up and fixed his shirt before throwing a sheet from the bed to the woman, covering herself by wrapping it around her whole body, trying to find her pants.
"You can come in Bobby!" Alyssa called. She'd found her pants hidden behind the desk and wiggled into them, still covering herself in the sheet when Bobby returned. Bobby seemed like something was completely wrong and by the way he held his body Alyssa could tell. Grabbing Juice's arm, she stood behind him, the couple nodding at the older man. "Frankie… he took Chibs as a hostage to get away after holding Jax, Lyla, Nero, and me at gunpoint. He shot Lyla.." Bobby confessed after taking a seat on the bed, staring up at the shocked bodies in front of him.
"What?" the couple responded in unison, taken by the sudden news, Alyssa squeezed the arm she held, news like this was always a shock but when it was dealing with the people she loved, it got her unbelievable upset and ready for action.
"Is everyone okay?! Is L-Lyla okay? Oh god! Is anyone looking for Chibs!? ...W-What do we do?!" she paniced, head spinning with all the thoughts of what could have happened, what could be happening as they spoke. The feeling of horrible guilt filled her body, the two could have helped, been useful, if they weren't here, doing shit they weren't even supposed to be doing in the first place. 'I shouldn't have let him...-' Alyssa thought, feeling the pain fill her body all over again, this was probably the last time for a while that Alyssa would let Juice touch her, there was too much going on to relax and give in to lust, plus she was starting to feel dirty after that whole experience, she really wasn't ready for such intimacy with him just yet.
Bobby spoke up, pulling her out of her thoughts. "All we can do… wait." Bobby sighed, clutching the bridge of his nose, rubbing the skin roughly before looking back at the two.
"Shit.." Alyssa whispered, letting go of Juice and back to the chair, slumping into it while holding her head, lost for words, how could anyone just sit and wait?
"Jax is outside… if you have any questions." Bobby sighed once more before getting up, not caring whether or not the two to followed him outside.
"We'll get Chibs back." Juice spoke up after the slight pause, his hand grasping tightly onto Alyssa's arm, both of them refusing to look at one another. Then Juice was gone, following Bobby out.