A/N: don't own don't sue
Lyrics at the beginning are from 'I'll Fight' by Daughtry
Set after Season One, before Abel is kidnapped and Gemma is raped and Jax turns into a jerk and the whole club hates each other. Generally back when the show had fun and all the coolest characters were still alive. Because I can, it's called artistic license.
Learn My Lesson
Chapter Fifteen
I wanna see you run
Anywhere you want
Never let the darkness hold you back
No fear of getting lost
I wanna see you fly
Way beyond the sun
Anything you're ever gonna dream
I pray that it will come
But if you ever fall down straight to the bottom
And you can't get back where you started
Any place any time
You gotta know for you I'll fight
Where you wanna go
I'd love to take you there
Wish that I could make the road easy
I wish that life was fair
Don't wanna see you cry
Even when it rains
And I hope you don't forget this
You were born for better things
But if you ever fall down straight to the bottom
And you can't get back where you started
With no strength to stand
I'm gonna reach for your hand
When the going gets rough right when it's hurting
I will be there to help bear the burden
Any place any time
You gotta know for you I'll fight
"It's the ass-crack of dawn!" Naomi grumbled as she was rudely awoken by a fist pounding on the flimsy wooden door.
It must have only been a couple of hours later when the Irish were banging on their door. Naomi swore lengthily and fluently, yanking the sheets over her head and curling herself into a small ball in the centre of the bed as Chibs hollered an acknowledgment at them. Chibs rolled over towards her, yanking her against him. She coiled into his embrace, suddenly much more alert. She nuzzled against him sleepily, brushing her lips against his. He was already partly hard against her, digging into the back of her thigh still sore from the friction of his jeans.
"How long have we got?" She murmured against his scarred cheek.
He didn't reply, his hand already pushing her thighs open. She sighed happily as his fingers circled her clit, stroking up and down her folds until liquid started to flow. He was hard now, wonderfully rigid in her hand. He rolled over onto her without any further preamble, pulling her a little further down the bed into position. He was inside her in one swift thrust and she grunted. She spread her legs further to accommodate his hips, her nails digging into his still firm ass cheeks as he thrusted.
"I want you to make me come." She demanded harshly, her mouth against his ear.
He lifted himself more steadily onto his hands and knees, pounding her into the mattress unmercifully. He couldn't believe it, he really couldn't. It was barely past six in the morning and he was already hard and ready. It had been a while since he'd had morning sex. She curled her fingers into his hair and pulled, lifting her hips to meet his thrusts as she kept up a constant stream of filthy nothings whispered into his ear. She had one hand on his butt gripping tightly and the other circling frantically on her clit, trying to get herself as close as possible so he could take her over the edge. Trying an experiment, he hoisted up one of her legs over his arm. His fingers brushed where his cock was plugged deep inside her and he used his fingers to follow the dark crevasse. Her eyes snapped open as she felt where his fingers were heading. Doubt and a sliver of panic flashed in her eyes and he knew no one had ever fumbled around back there before. That was fine, he fancied it every now and then but not right now. Right now he was looking for something to send her over. As delicately as he could, given the harsh jogging around her pelvis was doing as he continued to pound, he circled his fingertip over the tiny hole experimentally. She shuddered, her pace increasing rapidly on her clit. Chibs felt it coming, felt the heat building at the base of his stomach spreading into his back and downwards. She must have moved because his circling finger slipped in a little and she went rigid underneath him.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuckity fuck fucking hell!" She hissed through gritted teeth as she came hard, her whole body juddering.
Her inner muscles clamped down on him as he climaxed, his steadying hand fisting into the bedsheets.
"Jesus fucking Christ." He growled raggedly, continuing to thrust through his orgasm as she continued to writhe beneath him.
When neither of them could take it any longer, he slid out of her and rolled onto the bed.
"Whoa." Naomi sighed blissfully, spread-eagled on the other side of the bed staring up at the ceiling.
She had never had anything back there before, never done anything more than a flying experimental touch and she didn't think she'd actually like to have anything more than a finger back there any time soon but with Chibs, everything he did turned her on more than anything she'd ever experienced. She was tingling all over, a little sore from so much sex over the past two days but feeling fucking fantastic. She leaned over and tweaked Chibs's flaccid cock, still slick with her juices.
"Come on, Scottish. Let's blow this shitty joint."
Chibs groaned and stared up at the ceiling as though hoping for divine intervention. This lass would be the death of him, he knew it.
They took it in turns to drive back to Charming, something Chibs would normally never allow but he was starting to feel the effects of such vigorous prolonged activity for most of the past forty-eight hours. Chibs and the Irish had agreed to make their own separate ways to Charming to avoid drawing attention so Naomi was free to drive without causing suspicion while he dozed in the passenger seat.
He must have fallen asleep for longer than usual, when he woke up she was hollering along to a REO Speedwagon song at the top of her lungs and completely out of tune. He couldn't help but laugh at her as she danced in her seat and beat her hands on the big steering wheel in time to the music. She frowned in embarrassment when she saw him watching her, his shoulders shaking with laughter.
"Good morning, granddad." She said sweetly, reaching over to turn down the music.
Chibs didn't reply to the dig, stretching out his arms and shoulders and the kink in his back. He pulled out his phone to check the time, squinting at a text from Juice. Naomi pulled the truck into a rest stop and leapt out, complaining about her sore legs. Chibs leaned back against the truck and dialled Juice's number, watching out of the corner of his eye as she twisted her hair into a knot on top of her head. She sashayed around the truck towards him, her summer dress clinging to her in the heat.
She coiled her arm around his neck, nuzzling her nose against his neck. Chibs was finding it harder and harder to pay any attention at all to what Juice was saying. One of her hands had crept into his cut and the other was trailing along the bare strip of flesh at the small of his back under his t-shirt. Before Chibs could say a word, to her or to Juice, she'd whipped his wallet out of his back pocket and dashed out of his reach and into the store.
He listened to Juice rabbiting away into his ear, filling him in on various club dealings that he'd missed, keeping one eye on the storefront. Eventually she emerged carrying cold drinks and two burritos.
"You're driving." She decided, climbing past him and into the truck.
Chibs cut Juice off mid-rant and shoved the phone into his pocket, accepting his drink and the greasy burrito.
"Where are we?" He asked between bites of the disgusting burrito.
Naomi shrugged, gulping down her soda to wash away the taste of her own food.
"Couple more hours away."
She tossed the empty burrito wrapper onto the back seat and stretched out, propping her legs up on the dash as Chibs started the engine. The truck rumbled to life and the radio blasted out. Naomi leaned over and jabbed at it until the channel switched over. She continued to do this between every song until Chibs was ready to snap.
"Pick a station, would ya." He snapped, concentrating on the road.
Naomi glared at him, then jabbed the radio one more time until some loud catchy country song blasted out and Chibs winced.
"Really?" He grumbled, shooting her a look.
She stuck her tongue out at him, lay back in her seat and broke out into song. Chibs didn't know what was more amusing; her complete inability to sing a decent note or the fact that she knew every single word of the song. To his chagrin she didn't change the channel when the song ended, she left it on the country station and continued to sing along to every single song that played from that moment on. He tolerated it without a word, knowing how peevish he'd sound if he kicked off after ordering her to pick a channel and stick to it. He was grumpy from lack of sleep, sore from excessive sex and confused about how attached he was getting to his spunky little redhead.
They were less than an hour away from Charming when she asked him to pull over. Thinking she had to pee, he obliged. This stretch of the highway was pitch black at this time of night with no lighting besides headlamps of passing cars. It had been a while since they'd seen any of those. Naomi ordered him to pull the car completely off the road and into the small grove of trees clustered a few feet from the road. Chibs followed her instructions, assuming she was too shy of possible approaching vehicles to pee by the road. Chibs switched on the interior lights but cut the headlights, opting for stretching his legs a little before they hit the homestretch. He felt her hands on him, caressing his arms and shoulders and chest, her mouth moving against his and he grinned. He had an idea where this was going.
"This might be our last chance." She murmured in his ear. "When we get back, everyone will be watching."
As she spoke she unzipped his jeans and he felt the cooling night air stirring him to life. She pushed his jeans down to his knees. Chibs felt a glimmer of apprehension, feeling vulnerable and exposed. She quickly dispelled his fears by kneeling down and taking him into her mouth. She sucked lightly, using her fingers to stroke and caress his balls, coaxing him into full hardness. Chibs let the truck behind him take his weight as she worked, rubbing her shoulders and stroking her long hair as it slipped out of its knot. The light from the car behind him illuminated her in the darkness. Christ she was fucking beautiful. She gazed up at him, her eyes big and liquid as she swallowed his cock into her pretty little mouth. So good. She got him fully erect and then gained her feet again. She gestured for Chibs to move to the side so she could open the door. He expected her to climb into the truck, instead she leaned over the front seat. Looking back at him over her shoulder, she slowly drew the hem of her dress up around her waist. She'd already removed her underwear. Chibs licked his lips, unable to prevent himself stroking his length as she bent over before him and exposed her pink wet lips to his hungry gaze.
"Well?" She purred, shifting her stance so her legs were a little further apart. "Fuck me, Scottish. Now."
Chibs stepped towards her, for a minute hampered by his jeans around his knees. He lined himself up behind her, using two fingers to rub her folds until she groaned. He took his wet fingers and added it to the saliva still present on his cock. He pressed into her, slowly at first to tease her with his length. He continued to ease in and out of her torturously slowly, all the way in then drawing all the way out, his big hands on her hips to steady her. She was quivering with tension, desperate for him to get rough as she liked it. He was going to make her wait. He ran his hands over the small of her back, using surprisingly nimble fingers to unlace the halter-neck of her dress. It peeled away from her breasts and pooled at her waist. Chibs took each of her breasts in his hands, rubbing and squeezing lightly. Teasing. Just as he'd drawn fully out of her again, he tightened his grip on her plump breasts until it was almost painful and yanked her back against him. She expected him to thrust and this movement impaling her backwards made her squeal.
Chibs picked up the pace of his thrusts, watching his cock sliding in and out of her, tugging on her nipples. He let go of her breasts and fisted his hand into her hair, using it as leverage to yank her back onto his dick with every thrust. With his other hand he reached between them and sought her clit. It was rock hard as he pinched it between his fingers.
"Fuck fuck fuck." She cursed, clenching down as she came.
"Not yet, lass." Chibs rumbled gruffly.
She was clinging onto the front seat, panting wildly as he started to fuck her in earnest. He pounded into her with all of his strength, his calves knocking hers into the side of the truck but she didn't complain, merely urged him on to fuck her good. He rolled her clit between his fingers but his thrusts were so vigorous he had to let go and clamp onto her hips for leverage. Her right hand immediately flew between her legs to replace his missing fingers. He pulled even tighter on her hair. He was fully sheathed in her with every thrust, his balls slapping her skin as she impaled herself on him, mewling and panting.
"That's it, that's it." She repeated like a mantra.
Chibs could feel it building, everything he felt for this girl was about to come surging out of his dick, he couldn't stop it. As if she sensed it, she looked over her shoulder at him. He couldn't take it, he had to. He reached around again and tickled her sensitive clit with his rough thumb. She let out a wail, jerking back to impale herself on him fully as she came again. Finally he let go, coming long and hard. He buried his face in her curtain of hair, sticking to the back of her neck with sweat. She was trembling wildly against him, still reeling and breathless. Chibs smoothed his hands over her arms and shoulders, tracing over her breasts. She gave a tired whimper as he tweaked her nipples playfully but he forced himself to let go of her. He could see his phone vibrating insistently on the passenger seat as he slid out of her and buttoned up his jeans. Juice again.
"We better haul ass." He pushed his sweating hair back from his face, watching Naomi as she straightened out her dress and re-knotted her hair on top of her head. Her face and shoulders were flushed pink and glistened with sweat from their exertions, her lips slightly swollen where she'd chewed on them. He wanted her again. She caught his hungry stare and she smirked, lifting her eyebrows teasingly. Chibs scowled, climbing into the driver's seat and slamming the door moodily as she practically skipped around the truck and into her seat.
