The song for today is Wicked Garden by Stone Temple Pilots. Also, does anyone else have issues with typing on the app? Certain paragraphs change for no reason to center align and won't stay left aligned no matter how many times I change it or how I go about changing it.
A few days later, Honey arrives at the lot late one afternoon just in time to see Jax getting on his bike. She parks and walks over, frowning as she notices the small bag on the back of the bike. "Where are you going, Jax?"
He looks up and smiles, squinting in the sunlight. "Heading to Nevada for a few days, visiting uncle Jury."
Honey smiles, crossing her arms as she stands beside him. "Be careful, okay? Tell him I said hey." She hugs him tightly, kissing his cheek softly.
He nods, hugging her back and tugging at her ponytail playfully. "Promise I will."
She smiles, pulling away then frowning as she sees the dusty black Cutlass pulling up. "Dear old Tara is here."
Jax frowns as he stands up and Honey steps back so he can deal with her. "Be nice, Honey."
She shrugs, turning to walk towards the garage to see Half Sack. "I'm always nice. I gotta talk to one of the guys about my tires."
He nods, already focusing on Tara. Honey rolls her eyes, walking into the garage and sneaking up behind Half Sack, kissing his neck. He jumps, nearly hitting his head on the car loaded in the bay above them.
Honey giggles and wraps her arms around him. "It's just me, baby. Relax."
He turns and smiles, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her behind the door so that no one can see. "Hey baby." He kisses her softly then sighs, resting his forehead against hers.
She runs her fingers through his hair, kissing his cheek softly. "You okay? You look a thousand miles away."
He nods, closing his eyes and relaxing. "I'm good. Clay's still pissed, he won't even acknowledge me."
Honey frowns, gently twirling a lock of his hair around her finger. "I'm sorry...he will get over it though. Just give him a few more days."
He opens his eyes, biting his lip softly as he looks down at her, unsure of how she's going to react to his next news. "Actually...we're all going to Nevada for a couple days."
She frowns, pulling away a bit to look up into his eyes. "I thought Jax was just going to visit Jury?"
He shakes his head, his fingers rubbing circles on her hips to keep her calm. "Patching over the Devils Tribe. Mandatory run."
She sighs, wrapping her arms around his neck. "We need to talk then."
"I can take a break now if you want." She starts to nod but Jax calls her name and they break apart quickly. "Call me later and we can go to your place, okay?" She kisses his cheek softly before running over to Jax and Tara.
"Honey, do you mind giving Tara a lift?" Honey and Tara gaze at each other with similar looks of displeasure. 'Sure, a lift over the edge of a black hole? Eye of a tornado? Edge of a cliff?'
"Oh, no really, I can-" Tara tries to wriggle out of it, looking flustered already.
'This might be fun, though.' Honey smiles brightly, looking up at Jax. "Sure, I'd be happy to give darling Tara a ride!"
Jax frowns, whispering to his sister, "Be good, or I'm telling mom where you keep your weed."
Honey pouts and crosses her arms but nods, walking over to her car. "Fine. Tara, get your ass-" At Jax's warning look, she rolls her eyes and rephrases. "Tara, would you please come along?"
Tara reluctantly walks over, her purse on her shoulder. She starts to get into the car with Honey when Half Sack calls out. As Tara walks back over to him, Honey immediately starts to search her purse. 'Let's see...keys, wallet, tampon...shit, loaded beretta?'
She takes note of the gun and hurriedly fixes the purse back as Tara comes back. Giving her a fake smile as she gets in, Honey starts the car and drives off, her tires squealing as she drifts around the corner. Tara clutches the door and the seat, looking paler than usual as Honey races through town.
Glancing at the pale woman beside her, Honey laughs and speeds up, the speedometer needle reaching nearly 90 on the winding road. Tara shrieks, her nails digging into the leather seat. "Shit, Honey, stop!"
Immediately, she stomps on the breaks and the car skids to a stop in the middle of the road leading to Tara's neighborhood. Smirking as she leans back in the seat, raising an eyebrow, she says, "Sorry, I forgot you don't like risks."
Tara glares at her as she lays one hand over her heart, the other clutching her bag. "That was not funny, Honey. You could've killed us."
Honey shrugs, driving normally now towards Tara's house. "My friends street race and my family are bikers. I think I know how to drive."
"That isn't the point." Tara exhales loudly, glaring out the window as her jaw clenches in anger.
Honey raises her eyebrow. "You had a point? Sorry, I didn't notice."
Tara rolls her eyes, glancing at the younger girl before sighing. "Just take me home."
Honey shrugs, reaching into her bag for a joint. "I'm driving, aren't I? You would've already been home if you hadn't freaked."
"I wouldn't have freaked if you hadn't tried to kill us." Tara crosses her arms, staring out the window.
Honey rolls her eyes, lighting the joint as she steers with her knee, then taking a hit. "I didn't try to kill you. Believe me, I would but my brother would then kill me and then Happy would kill Jax, and then Gemma would kill him, and so on. Charming doesn't have that many grave plots."
Tara is quiet for a moment then sighs as she looks down in defeat. "Honey, can we just have one pleasant conversation? We've both changed a lot, obviously."
Honey shrugs, pulling up in the driveway. "I can try being nice if you can try not to be a condescending twit."
"Thank you." Tara lets out a soft sigh of relief as she gets out, ignoring the insult. Peering into the car at Honey, she murmurs hesitantly. "Do you want to come in?"
Honey thinks for a moment before sighing and grabbing her purse. "Sure, why not? I've got nothing better to do." 'Until Kip gets off work.'
She follows Tara into the house and frowns, seeing all the clutter. "Holy shit, did a time capsule explode?" She shoves an old stack of magazines aside, perching on the edge of the couch in the small spot she had cleared.
Tara laughs in spite of herself as she looks around. "Dad was a bit of a pack rat, I've been trying to get it all cleared out."
"You mean it was worse before?" Honey raises an eyebrow, puffing on her joint as she looks around. Tara nods, laying her purse on the armchair atop some old yearbooks.
"Afraid so." She sits down across from Honey on the loveseat and sighs. "Honey, I know it hurt both of you when I left but it had nothing to do-"
Honey shakes her head, laughing softly. "Trust me, Tara. Nothing you say is going to convince me that what you did was okay so just drop it or I'll get Half Sack to drag out the repairs on the Cutlass just so I get to drive you around."
Tara immediately nods, raising her hands in surrender, even cracking a small smile. "Alright, sorry."
Honey nods and finishes the joint, then looks around at the clutter. "Want some help cleaning?"
Tara frowns, her brows furrowing in confusion although she nods. "Uhm...sure?"
"Don't worry, I'm still pissed at you but it's either hang out here or go back to the office until my third option becomes available." She shrugs, gathering up some loose old papers and standing up to grab the trash bin.
Tara stands up to help and together, they slowly work through the cluttered living room.
o-o-o-o-o-o
It was nearly 8pm when Half Sack finally texts Honey, sitting on his couch tiredly.
Kip: hey you can come over when you want, im free for the rest of the night
He waits a few minutes then gets the reply, standing up to walk into his bedroom as he reads it.
Elizabeth: okay ill be over in a few minutes
He tosses his phone onto the nightstand and lays on his bed, yawning as he stretches. 'Maybe I have time for a nap?'
He slowly dozes off, fully dressed in his bed as he waits. Nearly a half hour later, Honey finally arrives and walks in, running her fingers through her hair to make it look a little more presentable. She frowns as she looks around, wondering where he could be. 'I know his bike was downstairs...'
Slowly, she walks towards the bedroom and can't help but smile as she sees him sprawled out on the bed snoring softly. 'Aw that's adorable...I really need to talk to him but I don't wanna wake him...'
She slowly walks over, kicking her shoes off and crawling into bed beside him, smiling as he wraps his arms around her waist automatically. "Hey baby." He murmurs, his voice raspy from sleep. She smiles as she kisses his jaw softly.
"Hey." She squirms to get comfortable then relaxes in his arms. "I didn't mean to wake you up."
"It's fine, you said you needed to talk anyway." He rubs his eyes and looks down at her, clearing his throat slightly.
She nods, gently running her hand over his chest and sighing. "I wanna talk about the run..."
He frowns, his fingertips caressing her hip gently. "I have to go, Honey."
She shakes her head, looking up at him. "I know, but the club has...run rules." She sighs as she looks over his shoulder, focusing her attention on a small faded spot in the paint. "Guys are allowed to sleep with crow eaters as long as they're on a run away from their old lady."
He smiles softly as he realizes where she's going. "Honey..."
"I know I'm not your old lady but I wanna know how you feel about it..." She bites her lip nervously, still not looking at him.
He gently lifts her chin with his finger and kisses her lovingly. "Honey, I don't plan on sleeping with anyone else. I couldn't do that to you." She smiles softly, blushing as she kisses him back gently.
"I just...I want to know if you do...is that weird?" She blushes harder as she looks up into his soft blue eyes.
He shakes his head, kissing her forehead. "It isn't weird to want to know where your boyfriend is sticking his dick. Just know that I'm not going to do that."
She nods slowly and hooks her leg over his hip, pressing closer against him as she smirks and kisses his neck softly, just below his eat where she knows drives him crazy. "Then how about I give you something to remember while you're away?"
He smirks and rolls so that she's on top, her ass resting comfortably against his cock. "I'd like that." She smiles and, teasingly slow, slides her tshirt up her stomach and pulls it off. He bites his lips as he looks up at her, loving the view he has of her bra-covered breasts.
As she reaches back to unhook her bra, he sits up slightly to pull his cut and tshirt off, balling the material up and tossing it carelessly behind her as his eyes are glued to her breasts. He leans up, sucking one of her hard pink nipples into his mouth as he cups the other breast in his warm hand.
She gasps quietly in pleasure as she runs her fingers through his hair, grinding and rocking her hips slowly against his, his cock quickly growing rock hard in his jeans. He switches to the other nipple, flicking his tongue against it before sucking it into his mouth, looking up at her. She reaches down, undoing his jeans as she whimpers softly in need, "Please baby, I need-"
He cuts her off, kissing her deeply as he smacks her ass just hard enough to make it sting a little. She jumps in surprise then blushes as the sting sends a surge of wetness straight to her center. She watches as he reaches into the drawer for a condom and as be rolls it onto his stiff length, she stands up to take her shorts and panties off. She walks over to the stereo on his dresser and turns on some music, smirking at him as a Stone Temple Pilots song comes on.
"In case your lovely neighbor hears." She laughs, walking back over to the bed.
He smiles at her as he pulls her back into his lap helping her balance as she slowly lines his cock up with her entrance and slides down, taking it in achingly slow. She tilts her head back, moaning quietly as the new position lets her feel even the slightest movement as she rocks her hips gently.
He rests his hands on her hips to guide her as he lowers his head back to her tits, sucking on her nipples and alternating every so often as they bounce with her. "Fuck, Honey." He groans as he squeezes her hips, thrusting up into her and making them both moan as she bounces more confidently.
Her slim arms wrap around his neck as she kisses him deeply, her breasts rubbing against his chest as they bounce with each hard thrust. Honey blushes, mumbling against his lips, "Baby, I'm close.."
He smiles and squeezes her ass as he thrusts into her harder, not responding otherwise. She gasps then lets out a loud moan as her walls clench on his length and she buries her face against his neck as she tries to stay quiet. He waits until she's calmed down, thrusting leisurely inside her until he feels the last of her trembles subside.
"I love you, Honey." He whispers as he rolls over so that he's on top, wrapping her legs around his waist as he thrusts hard and deep but slowly, wanting to drag it out as much as possible.
She blushes, running her nails lightly down his back as she murmurs, "Love you too..." Her stomach clenches as the knot of pleasure grows and she leans up to kiss him. He speeds up a bit and groans in pleasure as he feels himself getting close.
Slipping a hand down to rub her clit as he fucks her, he kisses her passionately. Soon, Honey is a trembling, breathless mess as her body tenses with her second orgasm and he follows soon after, groaning as he cums into the condom.
Panting and exhausted, they collapse together side by side on the bed and she closes her eyes, almost immediately dozing off as he pulls the condom off and ties it before tossing it in the general direction of his trash bin.
'Fuck, if that was my going away present for a two day trip, I wonder what it'll be like when I get patched in?' He smiles as he rubs her back gently, feeling her breath even out as she falls deep asleep. 'I hope she'll put up with me that long.'
Closing his eyes, he falls asleep easily, not even glancing at the clock for once.
o-o-o-o-o-o
Honey is the first one to wake up, stretching and yawning as she rubs her eyes. Half Sack's arms tighten around her waist, holding her against him as he rubs his stubbly cheek against her neck. She giggles softly and smiles as she looks over her shoulder at him, his sleepy blue eyes staring back at her.
"We gotta get up, you have to get ready for the run." She murmurs, turning over to face him and press against him. He nods, kissing her softly as he holds her close.
"I know...I wish we could stay this way forever. I love holding you." He murmurs, his raspy voice slowly turning normal as he wakes up more.
She nods, laying her head against his chest and sighing as she enjoys his warmth for a moment. "Me too, baby." She glances at the clock reluctantly and sighs, nudging his stomach gently. "C'mon baby, it's almost 9."
He groans but sits up slowly, running his fingers through his hair as he stretches. Honey wraps the sheet around her body, blushing softly as she watches him stand up completely naked and stumble towards the bathroom.
She laughs softly as she hears a thud then a curse before the shower turns on. Shaking her head, she stands up holding the sheet around her as she walks over to the mirror and checks the hickeys on her neck. Most of them are faded, save for a few nearer to her collar bone, so she doesn't bother grabbing the concealer from her bag.
Glancing at the floor to find her clothes, she blushes deeply as she sees the condom from last night in the floor inches away from the trash bin. She gingerly grabs it with her nails and tosses it into the trash, then walks into the bathroom after leaving the sheet on the bed.
"Hey, Kip?" She murmurs as she walks into the bathroom to wash her hands.
He pokes his head out of the shower and smiles at her, soap bubbles on his face. "Yeah, baby?"
"I was thinking," She dries her hands and hops up onto the counter, swinging her legs as she relaxes. "When you get back from Nevada, I wanna go on our date. We still haven't gone anywhere, besides the carnival."
He nods, ducking his head under the water to rinse off. "I agree, I have a plan actually."
She smiles and glances at his shadow through the shower curtain. "Do I get to know what it is?"
"Nope." He smirks playfully at her as he steps out of the shower and wraps a towel around his waist.
She pouts as she leans up to kiss him softly. "Aw but I'm sweet."
"Yes, you are." He laughs as he picks her up and carries her back into the bedroom. "Remember when I asked if you were sweet like honey?"
She giggles softly and nods, laying her head on his shoulder as she lets him carry her. "Yeah, and you looked like you wanted to die after you realized what you had said."
He bods, blushing almost imperceptibly. "Well you are. Sweet like honey, I mean."
She smiles, leaning up to kiss him sweetly before he sets her down on the bed. "Good, I'm glad you like it."
"It's my favorite taste." He grins at her and she blushes as she gathers her clothes. He throws on some jeans and a grey thermal shirt then his cut, sitting on the bed to lace his boots up.
She kneels behind him, still naked, and kisses the back of his neck softly. "Well you can taste me again when you get home."
He bites his lip as he feels the warmth of her breasts against his back, her nipples poking against his shirt. "Can I call in sick?" He asks jokingly, looking back at her as he feels her laugh softly.
"Sorry babe, patches don't come with sick days." She presses her lips softly against his then pulls away and starts to get dressed as he grabs his keys and small bag.
They walk out together, hand in hand until they reach her car and his bike. She sighs as she leans up, kissing him deeply. He mumbles against her lips, "We really gotta go, baby."
"I know." She sighs as she pulls away after a long few seconds, grabbing her keys from her purse. "I'll see you in a couple days, okay?"
He nods and runs his fingers through her tangled hair, kissing her forehead. "Okay. I'll text you."
She nods and gets into her car reluctantly, watching him get on his bike and drive towards the clubhouse. She waits a few moments before driving the long way through town to the clubhouse.
She beats him to the lot by a few minutes and smiles as she walks over to Gemma and Clay. "Hey, are all the guys here?"
Clay shakes his head, glancing out at the bikes waiting. "Waiting for the prospect and some of the Washington guys."
"The Washington guys are here?" Honey grins, looking around for Happy. Clay smiles at her excitement and turns her towards the garage where Happy is leaning against the wall, cigarette dangling between his lips.
She grins as she walks over. "Hey, Hap." She frowns as he just stares at her. "Are you pissed?"
He sighs and shakes his head. "No." He wraps his muscular, tattooed arms around her shoulders and hugs her tightly. "I'm gonna transfer when we get back."
Honey smiles softly as she hugs him, rubbing her cheek gently against his chest. "Good, you'll be stuck with me then."
He cracks a grin and kisses her forehead. "Yeah. Come on." He throws his arm over her shoulders and walks with her to his bike just as Half Sack pulls into the lot and parks with the Washington prospect. He smiles at Honey and she blushes, discreetly blowing him a kiss before turning to Happy.
"Stay safe, Happy." She murmurs, kissing his cheek.
He nods, patting her back gently. "I will, Honey."
She nods and steps back as the guys start their bikes and she walks over to Gemma, sighing sadly as she watches the procession of bikes leave, her prospect in the back of the formation.