Title - Looking For Heaven
Chapter title - She's an angel, my only angel
Author - OblivionsGarden
Genre - Hurt/Comfort/Romance/Family
Disclaimer - I do not own Sons Of Anarchy in anyway shape or form. I only own the plot points surrounding my oc's, not recognized from the show or comics.
Chapter Word Count - 3459 words.
Title Song - Only Angel - Harry Styles
A/n - I'd love and appreciate it if you could leave me a review to let me know what you think. x
"Big finish, Lyla."
"Holy mother of Christ!" Baby gasped when she saw exactly where Lyla was about to stick that bottle of champagne. "Why did I come down here?" She mumbled to herself turning to try and find a spot in Caracara that wasn't displaying sex acts or porn paraphernalia. Easier said than done. She had only dropped by to see the place now it was set up, she should have known better.
Luann called a wrap, Chibs and Juice standing to give their applause to the scene. Laughing and shaking her head, Baby decided to hide in Luann's office for the time being until the boys were ready to head out.
"Oh, hey there sweetheart." Luann smiled warmly at the girl perched on her desk. "What are you hiding in here for? All the fun happens out on the studio floor."
"They're having a bit more fun than I can manage."
"Seriously?" Luann raised an eyebrow and placed a hand on her hip. "You're dating Tig Trager, honey. I would've thought you'd seen all the kinky shit you could imagine by now." When Baby remained silent, a slight blush on her cheeks and eyes sinking to the floor, Luann's mouth fell open. "You guys have never-"
"Luann!" Beth gestured to the open office door. "Some things are private..."
"So does Tig know you're a virgin?"
"No... I mean I don't think so." Baby didn't even bother to ask how she figured that out. "I've never said it but he's not an idiot."
"Is that why you've never..." Luann trailed off, letting Baby shrug her shoulder. "I could give you some tips if you like. It's perfectly normal to be nervous your first time."
"No. No it's ok. I'll figure it out myself. Thanks though."
She headed back out onto the floor as she saw Bobby arrive and it wasn't long before Luann was loosing her shit over him having to take care of the books. Sighing, she dropped onto one of the sofas figuring she was gonna be here for a while.
A little while later, Tara came in looking for Jax with a worried expression on her face. Baby made to leave for the door, to see what the hell was going on but before she could Luann caught her arm, slipping something inside her cut with a wink before she pushed her along. Baby sneaked a peak as she left, finding a dvd hidden in her clothes. A crude cover of a petite girl in a pink frilled dress and an older man in a shirt leering over her. Blushing furiously she pulled up the zip on her cut and rushed to her bike, eager to get this thing hidden before anyone else could see her with it.
However the scene that greeted her outside the door was that of her mother, crying as she leaned against her car that was now sporting a smashed up window. She gingerly approached Gemma, knowing how jumpy she had become since her car accident and slipped an arm around her waist as she shot a glare in Clay's direction. No one was saying anything, just staring until Clay told Baby to keep herself free and then left, Tig following after him.
"Hey, what's going on?" She asked her mother in the quiet moment that followed his departure.
"Just personal shit, sweetheart. No need for you to worry, it'll fix itself."
Later in the day she received a call from Clay telling her to dress in all black, cover her hair and meet them at the clubhouse. From there the group of them headed out to blow Darby's cookhouse that the boys had voted on earlier. Watching Opie come from the house after deciding to go without a remote had her heart thudding loud in her ears. She knew he had become reckless since Donna's death but she just hadn't realized how bad he really was. Making a mental note to keep an eye on him where she could, they all left the scene.
"Hey, you coming to the wrap party tonight doll?" Tig asked in the back of the van.
"I think I'm gonna give this one a miss." Beth scrunched up her nose at the though of partying with girls that made all her insecurities chime like bells in her head.
"You sure? Should be fun, Luann knows how to throw a good one."
"Yeah, I uh... I got some stuff I want to look into anyway. You go though, have fun."
"Alright, I'll stop by your place after?"
"I was hoping so."
Once she was back at home Beth took a shower and changed into a fresh pair of pajamas. She placed an order for some Chinese food, ordering extra because she knew Tig was a hungry drunk sometimes. Whilst she waited she decided 'to hell with it' and headed to her bedroom where she stuck Luann's DVD into her player.
'Virgin Lessons' was the titled that flashed up on screen and she could already feel herself inwardly cringing. She grabbed one of her fluffy white cushions and cuddled it to her, as though somehow protecting herself from whatever might happen on screen. There were a few seconds of narration by the 'virgin' girl, as though she were talking to a diary all about her encounter with an experienced older guy. Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, Beth crossed her legs under her as she waited to see how the scene would unfold.
Surprisingly, she actually found it a turn on and that was before anyone had even started taking clothes off. The actors were clearly attracted to each other and the build up to what they were about to do had Beth engrossed. So much so that she didn't hear Tig let himself into her place as he always did, nor did she hear him wandering around to find her, stopping short in the door way of her room. When he saw what was on the screen he smirked to himself, folding his arms and leaning against the door frame.
"You making plans without me, Baby doll?"
Baby jumped, scrambling to find the TV remote and pausing the screen, moving to block it from his view. Blushing she tucked her hair behind her ear and tried desperately to come up with a good excuse.
"Don't get all shy on me, sweetheart. Let's watch it together."
Moving slowly, not wanting to seem like he was going to push her into an uncomfortable situation, Tig toed off his boots and hung his cut beside hers on the back of her door. He got himself comfy on her bed, patting the space beside him. Cheeks still a shade of pink to match her hair, she climbed next to him and handed him the remote, deciding that letting him take control would be best for her. After all, he knew what he was doing and she didn't.
Tig played the movie, the actors moving closer on the sofa they were on and starting to kiss. It started slow at first and quickly got more heated. Tig trailed his finger along her arm, chuckling when she shivered. He kissed the skin at her elbow, moving upwards and leaving a trail of kisses, along her shoulder and collar bone and up her neck before he finally reached her lips which were already parted and waiting for him. Her hands eagerly reached for him, one clutching the collar of his shirt and the other tangling in the soft curls at the nape of his neck.
Their lips moved eagerly together, Tig of course being the one to slip in his tongue and pull her flush against his chest, rolling partially onto her and entwining their legs together. He released her mouth only to begin leaving a mark on the hollow of her throat as one hand ran up her side to palm at her breast. Her gasp was like music to his ears as he was pleased to realize she had no bra on beneath her top. Using his thumb and forefinger he pinched her nipple through the fabric relishing in the way she arched her back, pushing her chest into his. Once his mark was left, he pulled back to glance at the screen and see how far the couple in the porno had got.
Noticeably further. The man had his hand down the girls underwear, her moaning in his lap. Baby glanced from the screen to Tig. They had never gone that far before. Before Tig could say a word Baby blurted the words from her mouth without thinking.
"I'm a virgin." She looked shocked at her own voice. "I've never been with a man before."
"I know you're a vi-" He tilted his head with a slight frown. "A man? You've been with a woman?"
"Just oral and I've never received..." She confessed, peering up at him through her lashes. "I'm bi... I thought I mentioned that."
"No... You never said."
"That ok with you?"
"Oh Baby, that is so ok with me. Super hot too." He laughed as she batted at his chest, a frown now settling on her features.
"Wait, you knew?"
"Yeah, you get all red faced whenever I get a little frisky just like virgins do." He shrugged. "Where'd you get this anyway?" He gestured at the screen where the girl was now on her knees taking the man's cock as far down her throat as she could manage.
"Luann was trying to give me advice." They both shared a laugh as he turned off the tv altogether.
"If you wanted to know about it you could've just asked me. That girl in the video? She ain't no virgin."
"Yeah, I kinda figured." Beth sighed, leaning against Tig's chest and fiddling with the buttons on his shirt. "I do want you, Alex. I-I've never been able to get further that a few kisses with guys before cause all I ever saw was his face. I never get that with you, not even for a split second."
"Hey, I told you I was ready when you are."
"I know. I guess I was just worried about being clueless."
"So we'll take it slow, I'll talk to you the whole time, so you know exactly what I'm doing and if you want to stop we can."
"Seriously? You're gonna be hard as a rock but I say stop and that's cool." Beth scoffed at the thought but Tig pulled her head to look him straight in the eye.
"Yeah, Beth... I'm serious. I am never going do anything that you don't want. That's a promise."
Smiling, Beth leaned in to kiss him only to be interrupted by her front door bell. She uttered the words 'Chinese food' before heading off to pay the man. Tig had followed her out but she placed the food into the oven on a low heat to keep it warm. Then she took Tig's hand and lead him back into her room.
"You can't get me all worked up like you just did and then expect me to sit eating kung pow chicken."
Once they were back in her bedroom she turned to face him, suddenly loosing the confidence that had overcome her for a moment. Sensing it in her expression Tig reached for her hips, guiding her to lay back down on the bed where he resumed his earlier task of marking her neck. As he did so he ran his hands up her sides, pushing up her tank top as they went. He pulled his mouth away from her skin as he pulled the garment up and over her head, tossing it somewhere behind him. He kissed her shoulder now, where she had a floral shoulder cap on her right. She giggled at the feel of his mustache on her skin.
Following his lead she reached to unbutton Tig's shirt, biting her lip in anticipation. Unlike some of the younger members of Samcro, Tig wasn't one to walk around without a shirt on on a hot day so she had no idea what lay beneath the fabric. She was pleased to see the dark hair and enjoyed how it felt beneath her fingertips. Once his shirt was gone completely Tig remained still for a moment, letting her explore his body at her own leisure. Her fingers felt heavenly as they danced down his chest and across his hips. When she had had her fun and was left wondering what to do now, she looked back up at his smiling face.
He lay her back on the bed, cupping one breast in his hand and latching his lips around the nipple of the other. Beth gasped, never having felt anything like it before. As his tongue ran across her, her mind was swimming in thought of how his mouth would feel on other parts of her body. Her back arched as Tig moved his mouth to the other breast, his hands moving down to grip her hips and then pushing into her pajama shorts, gripping the flesh of hes ass in his large hands. The cool feeling from the metal of his rings against her skin made her flinch but only pushed her against him even more.
Sitting up he grabbed the shorts and her panties in one grip and tugged them down her legs, once again tossing them to heaven knows where in her room. He stopped to let his eyes run over he body, licking his lips at the sight before him. She was keeping her thighs tight together out of nervousness but he knew he could help her relax. He slipped one leg between hers, leaning down to capture her lips again.
"You're so beautiful, Baby." He whispered into her mouth, feeling her knees beginning to part slightly. His lips trailed down her neck and her chest, tongue tracing patterns on her stomach until he reached her hips, finding that her legs were now either side of him as he settled himself between them. For the first time he saw the scars that littered the skin of her inner thighs and he took a moment to swallow the anger he felt for him. Instead of dwelling on it he kissed each and every scar, murmuring words of her beauty between each one.
"I'm gonna touch you now, doll." He spoke softly as his fingers ran along her, dipping between her folds and feeling the slick wetness that had formed at his touches. He smiled to himself as he pushed the tip of a finger into her, lifting his head to watch as her lips parted and eyes widened at the intrusion. "Let me know if you change your mind." They were the last words he said before he pressed his tongue against her clit, groaning at the taste. She let out a shriek of surprise as he ate her out, feeling his finger slip further into her. His other hand reached up and sought out hers, giving her something to anchor herself to. Soon enough her hips began writhing beneath him as she crashed into an orgasm more intense than any she'd ever given herself.
"Guess all that bragging you used to do about the crow eaters was true, huh?" She laughed when she had come down from her high. "No wonder they kept coming back to you."
"And now you get my expertise all to yourself."
"Lucky me." They shared a smile as Tig stood from the bed, removing his belt and pants. "Do you want me to... Y'know?" She gestured vaguely to the prominent tent in the front of his boxers.
"Not tonight, Baby." Tig palmed himself before he pushed his underwear to the floor, revealing himself to her for the first time. "Tonight is about your pleasure."
"Holy shit." She marveled at the size of him. "All this time I just thought your arrogance got the better of you but..." She shook her head, reached to grasp him gently in her hand. Her fingers didn't even reach the whole way around him and she didn't even dare guess at his length. "This is really gonna hurt isn't it?"
"Not if I can help it." Tig reached for his jeans, pulling a condom from his wallet. "You got any coconut oil?"
"Now?"
"Trust me, sweetheart."
"There's some in the bathroom cabinet that I use for shaving." Tig disappeared for a moment before returning with the pot in hand. "What are you using it for."
"Unless you have a side I don't know about and have lube laying around here, this'll do the same job... Smells good too." A small 'oh' was all she said as Tig slipped on the condom and scooped some of the oil out onto his fingers. He spread some onto himself and used his fingers to put some over her. He climbed above her, resting his hands either side of her head once he was positioned at her entrance. "You ready?"
"Go slowly, ok?"
A nod and then he was sinking into her. Her arousal, her orgasm and the excess of coconut oil made it relatively easy for him to slip almost halfway into her. The noise that came from her lips could've been an angels chorus for all Tig knew, what he did know is that he wanted to hear it again and again, over and over for the rest of his life. Watching her face for any sign of discomfort he continued to push himself in until he was buried completely in her. He gave her a few moments to get used to the new feeling, watching as a flush worked it's way onto her cheeks and chest. Her lips were parted and he took the opportunity to kiss them until she was ready for him to move.
When she was he pulled out only half way before sinking back into her warmth. Her facial expression was blissful, a slight smile pulling at the corners of her mouth as he began a steady rhythm of rocking into her. She finally found a coherent part of her brain that allowed her to move her hands, running over the muscles of his arms and shoulders, through the hair on his chest and eventually resting on his neck. She pulled him gently, needing more of his kisses but finding the most she could manage was to release her moans and whimpers into his mouth.
Tig didn't mind a bit. It gave him something to focus on other than how tight she was around him. Tig was usually a fast and hard kinda guy, it was very rare he slowed himself down this much but with the sounds coming from her and the look on her face with the feeling around his cock... He was making mental notes to take his time with her more often that he would bother with anyone else. He thought of trying other positions but decided for her first time they should keep it simple. There'd be plenty of time to teach her everything he knew and then try new things too if she was up for it.
She lifted her legs to wrap around his waist, quietly requesting for him to go a little faster. Of course he obliged and in just a few moments her moaning got louder although she tried to use one of her many pillows to muffle it. Tig pulled the thing away, kissing her quickly.
"Don't hide it, Baby Doll." He panted above her. "If it feels good, let me hear it."
He lifted up a little, grabbing both of her breasts in her hands and running his thumbs over her nipples as her moans turned into a gasping scream, another orgasm rippling through her body causing her to shiver beneath him. The feeling of her walls constricting even further around him pushed Tig into his own orgasm, grunting out her name as he left his finger prints in bruises on her hips. Breathless he collapsed beside her, hastily pulling her into his chest and pressing a kiss to her hairline, nose and lips. They were silent for a long time before Tig chuckled softly.
"I couldn't be more out of place than in this room."
"You mean the big badass biker doesn't fit in the pink and white room?" Beth glanced at the pink fluffy pillow that was beneath his head with a smile. "Don't worry, next time we'll stay at your place so you can be as manly as you like."
"Next time?" Tig kissed her again with his familiar smirk. "I was kinda hoping next time will be as soon as I'm hard again. Which, coincidentally, is right about now."
