"Gotta head out soon. Wanna squeeze in a quickie?" Happy mumbled, leaning against the workbench next to Alex who was filling out paperwork.
"Cage or dorm?" Alex asked, head tilted slightly. Happy looked down at her and saw right down her shirt, noticing the absence of a bra.
"Dorm" He decided, throwing her over his shoulder and making his way across the lot to the clubhouse.
"V, give me a set of keys" Happy ordered as he kicked open the door of the clubhouse. With his free hand, Happy easily caught the keys tossed toward him. Alex was still over his shoulder and giggling away, waving mockingly at the sweet butts and hangarounds who were glaring at her.
"Hope the prospect picked a room far enough that nobody hears us" Alex grinned cheekily, pinching Happy's ass as he made his way down the hall.
"Don't think it matters how far we are. Everyone will hear ya scream" Happy growled playfully as he tossed her onto the bed of the free dorm farthest down the hallway. Alex bit her lip and crooked a finger at him, summoning him closer. Happy slinked up the bed towards her, settling his large body between her legs. Alex snaked her arms behind his neck, pulling him closer to her and connecting their lips in a heated kiss.
"What have I said about bras around the lot, little girl?" Happy growled, pinching her nipple from on top of her t-shirt. Alex gasped, hips snapping up into his. She captured his bottom lip in between her teeth, sucking it into her mouth.
Happy tugged her pants off violently, fingers quickly finding the heat between her legs and pushing the fabric aside. Trailing his fingers along her slit, he felt her wiggling underneath him in an attempt to find some friction. Alex's dainty fingers found their way under Happy's shirt, playfully pinching his nipples as she trailed breathy kisses down his neck. Leaning away, he easily stripped off his shirt and smirked down at Alex who was panting to catch her breath. Her nipples were hard and easily visible behind the thin fabric of her shirt, straining painfully against the soft cotton. Alex made a move to remove her shirt and was quickly stopped by Happy who gave her a shake of his head. Instead, she reached down and unbuttoned his jeans, pushing them down onto his thighs with her feet.
Happy slid into her, pushing until he was all the way in and she was writhing underneath him. He gripped her ankles tightly, pushing them back and next to her head. No matter how many times he was inside her, the stretch always felt like the first. Alex was completely spread out beneath him and exposed. They held eye contact, intense and loving, as he began pounding into her at a brutal pace. Her hands kept roaming his torso, occasionally pinching and pulling at his nipples as he abused her cervix. Every time the head of his cock hit her cervix, painfully delicious tremors shot through Alex's body.
Blindly reaching up, Alex gripped at his muscular shoulders as she moaned loudly. The noises filling the room were lewd and sharp; skin slapping together, shallow panting, deep moans and the occasional squeak as Happy would adjust his angle. He was pounding into her relentlessly, his grip on her ankles tightening as she reached down to massage her clit.
Alex was panting as she felt her climax creeping up on her, walls fluttering around Happy's cock. His thrusts were getting sloppy as his cock was being squeezed by her tight walls sending him over the edge. The twitch of his cock and the feeling of being filled sent Alex over the edge with a cry, her walls pulsing around him and milking him for every last drop as he pressed in as deep as he could. Happy gave a few more sloppy thrusts to ride out their orgasms before he pulled out and pressed a hard kiss to Alex's mouth.
Coming down from his high, Happy pulled out and sat back to admire the mess he made of his wife. Their mixed release was trickling down her, soaking the sheets of the bed. Alex bit her lip as she watched Happy's cock twitch in excitement.
"We can't go again, Hap. We have too much shit to do" Alex mumbled, getting met with a boyish grin.
Happy collapsed next to her on the dorm bed, catching his breath as he dug around in his discarded kutte for a cigarette. Alex was on her side and watching Happy, silent in post-coital bliss. The man lit a smoke and leaned back on the bed, arm finding its way around Alex's shoulders. They passed the smoke between them, enjoying the silence and peace in the middle of the craziness that was surrounding the club.
"I think I love you more and more every day" Alex whispered, face bright red in a blush. She hadn't intended on saying the words out loud but they slipped out and she wished the ground would open and swallow her whole she was so embarrassed. Happy chuckled as he watched her try and bury her face in his shoulder to avoid eye contact.
"That was fuckin' cheesy" he mumbled, hand tracing along her spine subconsciously. With a sigh, Happy grabbed her chin between his thumb and forefinger as he forced her to look into his eyes. "I feel the same way, Al"
"That was fuckin' cheesy" Alex teased, leaning forward and pressing a tender kiss to his lips. "But maybe we can squeeze in another round" she mumbled and threw her leg over his hips.
They were woken up from their nap a little while later by a loud knock on the door of the dorm. Alex woke before Happy, rubbing her eyes as she glared at the door and wished the person to go away. Slipping out from underneath Happy's arm that was holding her to his chest, Alex grabbed a discarded shirt from the floor and opened the door ready to yell at whoever was on the other side. She opened the door to be faced with a smirking Scotsman leaning against the door frame.
"Tell Hap we got Church in fifteen" Chibs smiled down at her, "that whimperin' noise ya make when ya come is cute"
"Fuck off, Chibby" Alex punched him playfully before slamming the door in his face.
"He's right, ya know. That whimperin' is cute" Happy mumbled, scaring Alex who hadn't realized he had woken up. She crawled back onto the bed and sat on top of him, the only thing separating them being the thin sheet settled around Happy's hips. She ran her hands across his stomach, fingernails lightly tracing his tattoos and setting his skin on fire.
"Church in fifteen. You're votin' today, right?" Alex mumbled, scratching the tree on his right side. Happy grunted, fingers running along Alex's thighs and across her Star Wars tattoos.
"You go vote, I'm gonna go back to work. Gem might kill me if I keep slacking off in here" Alex mumbled, climbing from his lap and gathering her clothes from the floor. She slipped off his shirt and threw it onto his face, getting met with a grumpy grunt. By the time he had untangled himself from the shirt, she was fully dressed and he was pouting at her.
"Hate when ya do that" he grumbled, capturing her wrist in his hand and lazily tugging her towards him.
"You just like seeing me naked, you horndog" Alex grinned and pressed a kiss to his lips. She left him naked in the dorm, rushing out to her workbench to get back to the paperwork she had been filling out earlier.
It wasn't but 30 minutes later when Alex was torn from her work by the sound of gunshots. Her head snapped up in time to see the bright red truck slam through the gate, two men in the back openly firing at the clubhouse with machine guns. Her heart caught in her throat as she huddled behind her toolbox and watched as one of the men tossed a duffel bag to the ground, it landing with an audible thud that was heard even from her position. Phil and V-Lin had been standing near the tow truck immediately got out their guns, firing at the men in the bright red truck. In some sort of miracle, Phil managed to catch one of the gunmen in the shoulder and the man fell from the truck.
The truck tore out of the parking lot as the Sons who had been in church rushed over to the Hispanic guy lying on the ground. She watched as Tig and Happy grabbed the guy, pinning him to the ground. She was relieved to see that none of them seemed to be injured at all, however, upon closer inspection Juice had some alarming bruises on his neck.
Alex made her way out from behind the toolbox but remained hovering in the doorway, watching as Happy held a gun to the back of the guys head as Tig looked at something on his neck. She missed the words and watched as Clay barked something at the two. Crossing her arms across her chest and leaning against the garage door frame, Alex watched as Chuckie approached the duffel bag with his ladle and pot lid in hand. She overheard Chuckie announce the presence of the heads in the bag and knew better than to approach, scared she might vomit at the sight. As the rest of the men went to check the bag, Alex caught Happy's eye and could see some of the stress ease away from his body as he checked her over for any signs of harm. She offered him a smile, shooting him a wink as he pressed a knee into the Lobos Sonora member's back.
As Happy, Chibs and Juice drove off with the Hispanic man and the bag of heads, Alex made her way towards the office to check on Gemma. Opening the door to the office, Alex saw Gemma snapping her phone shut.
"Hey, baby. You good after all that shit?" Gemma embraced Alex warmly. Alex offered her a strained smile and nodded. The two women walked across the lot as they heard sirens approaching. Chuckie was unloading groceries from the open truck and Alex offered to take a bag for him. Chuckie adamantly refused, going silent as he spotted something under the wheel of the car. Alex watched mortified as Chuckie shoved the head into one of the grocery bags, nestling it underneath a bundle of broccoli.
"Chuckie, what the fuck dude!" Alex hissed as a cop car pulled into the lot. Chuckie shot her a nervous look and began marching across the parking lot to the clubhouse.
Roosevelt pulled in, smiling egotistically as Jax approached him. In an attempt to ease the tension, Alex approached the two men.
"Hello, Officer Roosevelt" Alex smiled at the man, offering her hand out to shake his. He shook her hand, grip firm as he cleared his throat.
"Its - uh - it's actually Lieutenant" Roosevelt awkwardly stuttered.
"Oh! Sorry, Officer Lieutenant" Alex grinned teasingly, shooting him a playful wink. Her attempt to ease the tension between the men was lost easily as Jax asked the man if he had kids. Alex cringed as she already knew the answer, no he didn't and not because he and his wife hadn't tried.
"You really should, it's good to have a reason not to die," Jax said and Alex cringed even harder at the tone in his voice.
"I wouldn't say that's the only reason it's nice having kids…" Alex mumbled, "Max makes life more fun, even when he's whining that his cast makes his arm annoying"
"What happened to your son, Alexandria?" Roosevelt asked, concerned as Alex gave Jax a look to tell him that was his chance to escape.
"He broke his arm at the playground. You know kids, you turn around for one second!" Alex laughed, feeling super fake as she stalled the cop from entering the clubhouse.
Lieutenant Roosevelt chuckled lightly, even though he really did not know kids. He offered her a kind smile knowing that even though he should, he couldn't find it in him to hate the kind woman who just so happened to be married to a Son.
"Why don't we head inside with your deputies, Eli?" Alex asked, stepping towards the clubhouse entrance and hoping that Chuckie had had a chance to hide the third head. The unlikely pair made their way into the kitchen in time to find the deputies hustling Chuckie.
"I'm just making chilli for the fundraiser tonight!" Chuckie said, his nerves growing and making Alex nervous that his hands would soon find their way to his pants.
"It's okay, Chuck," Alex said softly, putting a soothing hand on his shoulder. Chuckie offered her a weak smile and glanced towards the giant pot on the stove and hoping Alex caught what he was trying to convey.
"Eli, I think you'll find that Chuckie is telling the truth. Feel free to check our grocery bags but I'm sure you'll find them clean" Alex smiled flirtatiously at the man, grateful for the fact that he wasn't good at hiding his attraction towards her. Roosevelt gave her a tense smile before dismissing the deputies.
"Will you be attending the fundraiser tonight, Mrs. Lowman?" Eli asked politely, watching as Alex smiled giddily at the use of her last name.
"No need for formalities, Eli. Max and I plan on attending, yes. Can't miss out on Gemma's famous chilli" She smiled as the officer walked out of the kitchen leaving her and Chuckie staring at the pot of head chilli in horror.
