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12. Per Os
a. by mouth
b. by way of the mouth
-o0o-
Happy unloaded his shit in the room and laid down on the bed. After intense staring for hours his fucking eyes hurt. He needed to get some sleep cause they were going back out that night to check the night security as well. So he had another couple of hours of staring to look forward to. This time in night vision. Still, it mean he got the morning off duty and he was going to spend it in bed with Jo. Speak of the little devil, she came out of the bathroom and answered the door when someone knocked. He heard Bobby saying something about muffins and Jo sounded very pleased.
"In bed already. Am I wearing you out?" He took the arm from over his eyes and smiled at her. She was holding a plate in her hand. "Bobby is trying to win me with muffins."
"What kind?"
"Blueberry," she said with a big smile. "He just made me another batch."
He patted the space next to him. "Give me one?"
"No." She sat down next to him and put the plate on the bedside table, keeping one muffin in her hand. "You can have one bite from this. A small one."
He grabbed her wrist and took a big bite from her muffin.
"I'm heading out during the night." That muffin had been great and when he looked at the plate she had five more. Big ones. "Give me a muffin, baby."
"No. They were for me. He said so, they're 'Joanna muffins'. That's what he said."
"You don't need five of them." He reached over her and she seriously tried to stop him. "Don't be greedy. He'll bake you more."
She glared at him. "Say, please."
"Please, give me a muffin."
"Ok."
She reached for one and gave it to him one and then sat back down next to him.
"I'm guessing you're feeling better today?"
She seemed better at least and her eyes weren't so tired. Saying she had some color on her cheeks would be a stretch but the she'd never had much of that.
"Yeah. Tired though so I can stay here and sleep with you for a while." He watched her shove the last of the muffin into her mouth. As expected, she reached for another one. Jo had never denied herself food. Ever. She'd been hungry too often as a kid to do that once she grew up. "I asked him if he wanted to marry me but he said he liked his kneecaps."
"Bobby?"
"Yeah."
"Smart man." Happy looked at her as she ate the whole muffin and when she reached for another he grabbed her arm. "I won't touch them," he gave her a kiss, "So you can save some for later."
Saving food was never something she was good at and he'd learned that if she did save something, food, sweets or whatever he needed to keep his fucking hands from it. Mainly just to teach her that it was ok to save it, that it'd be there. She'd told him about more than one family that kept locks on their cabinets and fridge. The food she had, she ate as fast as possible, it was embedded in her head so firmly that she ate anything you put in front of her. All of it.
She glared for a few seconds but then she put her arms around him. "Keep me warm?"
"Know it." He pulled her down with him and put the cover over them both. It didn't take her long to fall asleep.
Happy got up and took of his clothes and then slipped under the cover with her again. She wasn't as warm anymore so she was definitely getting better.
There was a lot of things they still needed to talk about, he knew that. He also knew that the two of them in combination sucked when it came to talk about things because they didn't talk. She talked but when it came to talking about serious stuff, she was as bad as him. To get her to talk about private things or feelings was damn near impossible. And he wasn't much better at that either.
It didn't take long before he fell asleep as well.
When he woke up there was still over an hour before they had to roll out. Carefully he stroke Jo's hair out of her face. It was short now but he liked it. She used to call it horsehair and had tried one miracle cure after another to make it soft. He had no idea what she talked about, it was soft.
"Jo," he mumbled and she stirred a bit. "Baby."
"Are you on your way?" she asked and put her arm around him. She pressed her nose into his chest. "I missed this."
"What?"
"Waking up next to you. I missed it." She traced featherlight kisses over his chest. "Took me a while before I did, but eventually I missed it."
"Good." He grabbed her butt and pulled her higher up so she was fact to face with him. "What else did you miss?"
"Well, besides the obvious. I missed living with someone who liked clean." She smiled. "I missed talking to you. Just... being around you.
"And what are the obvious things?" he teased her. He knew but he wanted to hear her say it. That she'd missed his dick as much as he'd missed her pussy.
"Your dick and mouth, obviously," she laughed and gave him a kiss. "And fingers. You're pretty good with those too."
"Pretty good?"
"As far as I remember at least."
Teasing fucking bitch. He knew she loved his fingers. He'd made her cum so many times with just his hands. He liked to watch her cum without being amazed at how good her pussy felt. He kissed her, thoroughly, the way he knew she loved.
"Get out of those pants, bitch, and I'll remind you of what you thought about my fingers."
She laughed but got out of her pants and the t-shirt really fast before reaching for his mouth again.
He traced her side, over her mound and between her folds at the junction of her legs. As he had suspected, she was wet and he started teasing her, running two fingers along the sides, brushing his thumb over her clit and when she pressed against his hand he circled it before plunging two fingers inside. All the time kissing her, sucking her tongue before thrusting his into her mouth.
He kept moving his hand and when she was getting closer, he let go of her mouth, added a third finger and curled them to hit the spot and looked at her face. He was rock hard, just from feeling her around him and watching her like this.
"Hap!" she moaned.
Stroking her ear with his lips, he smiled. "What was it about my fingers?" She didn't answer and he felt her walls clamping down around him and the gush of wet. He looked at her again, her rolled back head, slightly open mouth and flushed cheeks.
"Oh, God," she moaned and arched her back when the second wave of the orgasm hit her.
He stopped moving his hand but kept two finger inside her to feel the pulse as she was starting to relax. He kissed her again.
"You were saying?"
"You're very good with your fingers," she panted.
"I think you owe me now." He was unbelievably fucking hard and rolling over to his back he nodded towards his dick. "Get up there"
"Are you going to make your sick wife work like that?"
He chuckled. She wouldn't object, she fucking loved to be in charge in the bed. "If you're tired I can go and jerk..." he didn't even have time to finish the sentence.
"Shut up," she said and straddled him. Leaning over him she smiled and he grabbed her hips. "I missed this too."
"Makes two of us," he groaned when he felt her heat as she took him inside, painfully slow.
He made her cum twice more before he allowed himself his release. He made sure to watch her when she did, he loved when she fell apart like that. Now they were both sitting up and she had her legs wrapped tightly around his waist and her head on his shoulder. When she looked up she put her arms around his neck and gave him light kisses along his jaw before licking his lips.
"I have to go soon, Peanut." He gave her a hug. "Got back to sleep."
"Wake me up when you get back?"
"You want more?"
"No. I want to know you're ok." She was stroking her nose over his cheeks now, she was always a bit cuddly and very tender when she'd orgasmed a couple of times. "I won't move back to Tacoma."
That was so fucking Jo. Out of nowhere she said things like that. While he was still inside her! Like his brain even worked with his dick in there.
"Why is that?" he finally said, trying to force some blood to his brain to make it function.
"I was on my way to move from there when I met you. I never really liked it. No surfing and too little sun."
She had never mentioned that. Not once, and had never complained about living there. He wasn't sure how he'd reacted if she'd said something. He lifted her off him and put her down on the bed before laying down next to her.
"So what are you saying?"
"I don't know to be honest." She eyed him cautiously. "But I'm not saying that... I'm done with you. I just want you to know and... fuck! I don't know. Think about it?"
"I'll think about it."
He wasn't pissed. She was just telling him her conditions and those were generally negotiable when it came to Jo. She was good that way. He would think about it but he knew that at the moment he wanted her with him in. Permanently. And he couldn't leave Tacoma just yet.
He just needed to figure out how to convince her but he wasn't going to panic about it. At the moment they were discussing where to live and that meant she wasn't going to ask him to sign those papers. At least that's not what she wanted at the moment and she wasn't the kind of girl who changed her mind about stuff all the fucking time.
There was a hard banging on the door and Lee yelled, "Ten minutes!"
"Have to go," he said and gave her another hug. "And don't think I'll leave it at that."
"I didn't. Wanted to give you a chance to come up with a good answer."
"I'm not that fucking slow, Peanut. We can talk even if I'm not on my way."
She laughed and pulled the cover over and around her. "Go and be a bad ass."
"I'm gonna lie on my stomach in a forrest, looking at a house."
"Sounds exciting. I'll be here, all curled up and naked."
"Bitch." He kissed her cheek when she giggled. "I'll wake you up when I get back."
-o0o-
Lorca was positioned next to Hap and they were both keeping an eye on the compound. Tig and some of the others were stirring some shit up so they could see how they reacted.
"How's Jo?"
"Better."
He liked Hap, a lot, but he really wished he'd been paired up with someone who wouldn't lie next to him in complete silence for hours. He'd fucking fall asleep if this continued. And if he fell asleep he was also with the wrong guy. Hap would probably wake him up by breaking one or several of his ribs.
About thirty minutes later he sighed. "Hap, I'm gonna fucking fall asleep here."
"That would be a painful mistake."
"Yeah, I know but you could at least try to talk to me?"
"About what?"
"Jo. Where has she been?"
"Don't know. Ask Koz."
This was just awesome. Trying to small talk with Hap, in the middle of the night, in the middle of a forrest, while trying to keep an eye on a fucking compound. It sucked. He wrecked his brain.
"How's that new gun?" That could get him talking, once in a blue moon. Guns.
And Hap had just bought a new gun, a Springfield XD-9 mm. They'd teased him when he bought it since it was a fucking Croatian brand but once he got it, Hap was more than pleased. Lorca had tried it and was seriously considering buying one.
"It kills people," Hap mumbled.
So obviously there was no blue moon in sight and Lorca stopped trying. Another ninety minutes later they got the call to get the hell out.
When they walked into the clubhouse the bar was pretty much empty, just some sleeping hangarounds and croweaters. Tig walked up to the bar and Lorca sat down next to him.
"Beer?" Tig asked.
"Yes please!" he sighed. "Three hours in the woods next to Hap. Tellin' ya'. I think I can count on my fingers the number of words he said to me."
Tig laughed, "So no juicy details about Jo?"
"Never gave us juicy details about her."
Hap had clamped up on anything sex once he met Jo. He slipped a few details in the beginning, before it got serious and that had just been some mentioned about her being more than capable of using her mouth. But if he told that to Tig it was quite possible he woke up with his own dick in his mouth.
"Fuck! I'd really like to know." Tig looked tired as well. "Wish she was Koz's. Can't push up on Hap's wife."
"Ex-wife," Lorca said. "But I'd say you should still stay away."
"He said wife."
Lorca turned around and stared at Tig, trying to comprehend what he had just said. "When?"
"Day before yesterday. When he told me to stay the fuck away. He said she was his wife."
That couldn't be right. He kept looking at Tig and then it hit him. It could. 'Until death do us part' was probably very real to Hap and considering how he'd behaved since Jo stepped into the clubhouse it was clear he'd never gotten over her.
Tig had a smile on his lips. "You didn't know."
"Don't think anyone knew."
"He could've just said it to be clear."
"Yeah." But Lorca didn't really believe that. Hap didn't throw things like that around him. He didn't have to. He could've just told Tig to stay the fuck away and he would've. "Did you tell anyone?"
"Mentioned it to Clay," Tig said with a shrug.
That made sense, there had been some tension and he knew that Clay and Lee had talked to Hap, if he'd be able to deal with Jo being there, so Clay needed to be up to speed about the situation. He'd done the same.
"I'm going to bed."
He walked to the dorms but instead of going to his room he knocked on Koz' door. It took a couple of minutes before he opened.
"I'm busy," he said and it didn't take a genius to figure out what he was busy with.
"Send her out."
Koz' didn't question him and a blond hurried past him without giving him a look. Once the door was closed he looked at Koz.
"They're still married?"
"Tig and his big mouth," Koz sighed and shook his head. "Yeah. As far as I know. He never signed the papers and she didn't try to send them more than twice."
"Does Lee know?"
"Don't think so. I didn't tell him, hardly even thought about it until we were going into lockdown here and she was in the area. It didn't do much difference when she wasn't around and considering where she is at the moment, it doesn't now either.."
He looked at Koz. "That's why you wanted her here."
"Yeah. She's still his wife on paper and that puts her at a high risk."
Lorca had known that they were close, Koz and Jo, and he hadn't been surprised that they had kept in touch. Even when she was in Tacoma it had been obvious and since Hap didn't seem to mind, no one else did. When she told Lee that Koz had a drug problem his respect for her had raised considerably.
It showed that she knew what was important and that she understood the club. It was better to tell and let him face the consequences than help him hide it and put the club at risk. Hap had made a good Old Lady out of her. Or she might've had it in the blood, it was probably a combination.
"Sorry to cock block you," he said to Koz with a smirk. Poor man couldn't catch a break during this lockdown.
"I'm getting painfully used to it," Koz muttered. "Get out. I need to sleep."
Lorca nodded and went to bed. He was going to talk to Lee tomorrow anyway. Even if it didn't matter anymore he needed to know and Lee wasn't the kind of man you wanted to wake up or cock block. His trigger finger got very itchy when you did.
-o0o-
Joanna woke up when Hap tugged her hair. "I'm back."
"In one piece?"
"Yup."
"Good. Warm me."
He put her arms around her and hugged her close. It reminded her of the hundreds of times he'd done it before and she still felt that nervousness leave her body before she fell asleep. She'd felt it so many times and these were very familiar grounds for her.
-o0o-
"Peanut," Hap said in her ear and she turned around. "How's my dirty little secret?"
"Good. How was Vegas?"
He had left over two weeks earlier. He called her now and then when he was gone but neither one of them was much for talking on the phone. Unless it was dirty talk, they did that and had done it this time as well.
"Good," he answered and gave her a kiss. "Worked out fine. Missed your pussy."
They had never talked about it, what he did on runs, or who he did it with. The other Old Ladies repeated the mantra 'what happens on a run, stays on a run' more often than she wanted to hear it.
Joanna wasn't the confrontational type, she was very much the kind of woman who buried her head in the sand and just didn't want to know. When it got to much she got the fuck out of there and he was no different.
Well, he was confrontational, he never let her get away with her shit but when it got too much, he screamed and got out. She always let him leave, part because she was relieved when he did and part because she knew he got so pissed that he left to stop himself from hurting her. He never had, not once had he laid a finger on her to hurt her during a fight but she knew he needed some space sometimes.
She had carefully asked Koz about it. He'd made it clear that he wasn't going to tell her shit the first time she asked. That their relationship wasn't any of his fucking business and that she should just leave it alone. He also offered her that nice little sentence 'what happens on a run stays on a run'.
Once they got closer friends he stretched that to telling her she had nothing to worry about. Hap wasn't a relationship kind of guy and the fact that he had one with her showed how important she was to him. That him tapping some other bitch didn't mean he'd even remember her name, if he by chance bothered to ask for it.
On their wedding Koz got really drunk and she sat down next to him in the corner of the clubhouse. She was fed up with people and Koz had sensed it and waved at her. He took her hand and smiled. Told her that she was a lucky girl and that Hap really loved her. A lot. So much that the other clubs had asked him if was starting to have problems with getting it up since he wasn't that active anymore. And that most of the time it was a quick blow job. Even if she would've preferred to not know that shit, she understood what Koz was trying to tell her. Hap loved her and he had changed his ways for her. That having her at home was something he though about even when he was away.
When it was her time to get piss drunk she once asked Hap about it. It was the only time she'd done it. His expression turned into the one that clearly signaled it was something he didn't want to talk bout and when she turned around to walk away he sighed and grabbed her arm. He told her it had never involved kissing, him going down on them or letting them stay the night since he met her. He nodded when she asked if he made sure to wrap up. She didn't ask anymore and when she tried to walk away again he let her.
So when he said he'd missed her pussy, she didn't ask him what pussy he'd had, instead she smiled and stroke his cheek.
"Show me how much."
With a wicked smile he gave her a kiss before he moved up and sat between her legs. His smile got even bigger when he saw the short silk nightgown she was wearing only since he knew she'd be coming home that night. He didn't take it off, only slid it up to her hips before showing her how much he'd missed her pussy by eating her out until she screamed and continued by screwing her senseless.
"Tastes like sunshine," he mumbled into her hair afterwards.
"What?"
"Something a guy said. That pussy tastes like sunshine. Yours sure does."
She laughed and gave him a kiss. He still smelled of her but she wasn't sure she agreed on the sunshine-part.
