WARNINGS: This is total slash, so if you have a problem with it turn back now. AND if you are UNDER 18, naughty, naughty.

Beta: None. WILL have spelling and grammar mistakes. (Please don't complain as I've just warned you.)

Sex: Yes - Male/Male

Swearing: Absolutely. (This is sons of anarchy) Along with some derisive terms that aren't meant to offend.

With a grunt Tig clawed at the blonds tanned skin before forcing him back a few steps. Kozik frowned but went where led only to gasp as the sergeant flipped their positions, shoving him back against the wall with another bang. The sergeant finished the job he'd started on Kozik's jean's, roughly yanking the zipper, ripping at the fastening and then shoving them down his hips, grinning wickedly to see the man had gone commando. "Expecting company?" he chuckled glanced up at Kozik with a raised brow.

The blond shrugged. "Never know when some old slut will want to blow you." he smirked.

Tig slapped at the swollen dick. "What it with the old, dick-brain."

Kozik gasped and groaned, his head dropping back to the wall with his eyes close in ecstasy.

"I forgot you liked it rough." Tig growled, dragging his nails along the underside of Kozik's dick, grinning triumphantly when the younger man all but whimpered.

Tig wrapped his fingers around the swollen member and began to give it coarse hard strokes while he let his eyes scan the muscled tanned physic that he'd never admit to missing. He licked his lips as he caught sight of a tattoo, his heart giving a little shameful flip. He hadn't paid much attention to Kozik's body the last time they were together - besides the necessary parts - it had been dark and they'd been too caught up in lust and anger to care about the small things.

Now though Tig was able to see the ink that had probably been view by a lot of lustful eyes, though he doubted any knew the meaning. He had laughed his arse off when Kozik had gotten it done but as ridiculous and amusing as it had been, it had also been highly erotic, knowing his mark was permanently imbedded on the blond's skin for eternity.

He plastered his hands on the backs of Kozik's legs and shifted forward, blowing hot air over the abandoned erection before dragging his tongue over the small tattoo, almost tasting the ink itself; sure he could feel the inked teeth impression that would, if checked, identify him as their owner. In their center three little words that seemed so fitting. 'Just That Good'.

With the ink covered in his saliva Tig leveled up his teeth with the mark and bit down. The cry Kozik realised was loud and erotic, the blond's hand dropping to cling desperately to Tig's hair as the sergeant sucked harder on the skin. When he finally pulled away he looked up at Kozik, the man's head resting against the wall, his eyes close and sweat beginning to glisten on his neck and chest.

Tig grinned wickedly as the sight filled his body with desire, his breathing becoming heavy. He was tired of the foreplay; there was enough time for that later. Getting to his feet he took a step back.

Kozik's head shot up from its resting place and his gaze locked with confusion on the other man. When Tig unfastened his jeans and forced them down his toned legs, along with his underwear Kozik bent down to remove his boots and kick off his own jeans.

Once they were both naked they took a moment to appreciate each other's form, until the heat, desire and pure need was too much. Neither knowing who moved first. Mouths crashing against one another, hips snapping to create a delicious friction. Kozik's hands clinging to Tig's bare backside, squeezing the pale orbs and sliding his fingers into the crack, pressing one digit against the tight ring of muscle.

"Let me fuck you." the blond pleaded raggedly, pressing his finger deeper, making Tig's hips jerk. "I need to…." he added at the same moment as a second finger joined the party.

Tig groaned unable to control his desire, let alone his body's reaction. Grunting was all he was capable of at that moment, taking a shaky breathing he pulled away, turning, his internal muscles clamping down on the finger so as not to lose them. He moved slight forward before bending forward, bracing his hands on the coffee table, his arse in the air a clear invitation.

Kozik felt his heart skip and he swallowed hard, working his fingers in and out, waiting for the muscles to relax, then it hit him they would need protection. Tig had spent the past year plus in prison and he wasn't a fool, he knew the man wouldn't have gone without, and he'd been with a few girls in that time too. Grunting with annoyance, because it was also so fucking good going bareback, Kozik leant forward, wrapping an arm around Tig, his hand flat against his chest, savoring the pounding of his heart, forcing him up right. "Not here." he grunted against the man's shoulder.

"Bedrooms too far." Tig insisted, once again clamping tight around the digits.

Kozik let out a strangled groan. "Couch."

It took some maneuvering to get to the couch with Tig refusing to release Kozik's hand. Once they reached the battered sofa the blond turned them so he could sit, with one hand still occupied he reach for the end table with his free one, grinning as Tig let out a deep lustful moan of delight.

"Hurry the hell up!" the man snapped between moans.

"Just a minute, I'm just uh…" he pulled the silver packet out of the drawer. "…you've got to….uh, let go…"

Tig grunted a refusal and reached around for the silver packet. As the older man ripped at the foil Kozik curved his finger, hitting the sweet spot and making the man's hips jerk and pant.

The blond eased back against the couch cushions as Tig turned his body, whining as the action dislodged Kozik's hand. He dropped to his knees, his mouth on the blond's dick, sucking him hard before pulling back and rolling the condom into place. With his other hand he yanked a couch cushion onto the floor beside him, shoving the coffee table out of the way.

With the rubber in place, he smirked up at the blond with a gaze filled of hunger, causing Kozik to shift forward, his finger curling into the man's dark hair to drag him into an open-mouthed kiss, forcing him back onto the cushion. Their mouth was still glued together; he heaved Tig's tones left leg over his shoulder, lifting his hips off the cushion.

Angling himself and Tig, before thrusting deep with a grunt. Tig's head falling back to bare his throat that rumbled, his Adam's apple bobbing. Kozik's fingers bit into the thick thigh as he snapped his hips roughly in a quick barrage of movements. The blond hit Tig's spot every time, causing the man to cry out with a hoarse voice.

Tig's fingers clung to the cushion beneath him, his other feet braced against the floor, giving him purchase, allowing him to lift himself to push back onto the invading muscle. Sweat quickly coating both men's bold muscles frames. Kozik grunting out noise that were probably words in his head, Tig's coming out fully formed.

"Fuuuck. Harder. For fuuuck sake…Harder!" he yelled and Kozik complied. "Ahh, Jesus…" the man reached up to drag the man down the blond, not kissing him but sinking his teeth into the join of his neck and shoulder. Biting down and sucking hard. His hand wrapped around his own dick, pumping hard in time with the blonds thrusts, till he let out a strangled cry against Kozik's neck, spilling all over his fingers and stomach.

Kozik followed a few thrusts later, as Tig's internal muscles clenched around him. "T…..Aleeeexxxx!" the blond yelled loudly before falling forward over the older man panting, his body slick with sweat and Tig's cum smearing over his stomach.

Drawing himself free a few moments later, Kozik rolled onto his back and caught his breath. Removing the condom, knotting it and throwing it in the vague direction of the trashcan, before relaxing with his eyes closed.

"That was…I'm missed that." he murmured breathlessly.

"It was alright." Tig replied deadpan, staring up at the ceiling.

"Well, thanks." the blond huffed.

"Now clean my fucking living room up." Tig ordered, his eyes closing and his arm dropping to cover them.

"What?" Kozik frowned.

Tig didn't answer, just waved his arm in the direction of the mess.

"Are you serious?"

"I'm always fucking serious. - And if you expect us to go again, you'll do as I say."

Kozik stared down at the sweat and cum soaked sergeant with wide disbelieving eyes for a long while. "And you're just going to….lay here?"

Tig grunted. Kozik grumbled under his breath as he got to his feet, looking for his clothes. The sergeant peeking out from under his arm.

"Leave the clothes, no point getting dressed just to have to strip once you've finished."

Kozik turned, standing slightly off kilt as was his way, his arms hanging at his side. "You want me to do this naked?"

Tig grinned finally.

"Well, you're going to have to get the hell off the floor, I'm not cleaning around you." the blond huffed, turning toward the mess.

Tig dragged himself reluctantly off the floor, dropped the cushion back on the couch, before falling on it himself. He sat there watching Kozik move around the room, grumbling under his breath as he picked up bottles and magazines, jeans and boots. Feeling all the while Tig's eyes burning into his backside, and catching sight of him with his hand around his dick.

A/N: Sorry the chapters are so short but thanks for reading

Okay so you remember I said this would probably be PWP, well actually as I'm writing I'm thinking this will actually have a plot. And one you may not like very much as I'm going to cover the whole of season four in one story. At least from Tig/Kozik POV. This mean's it will have spoiler's for what happens to Kozik midseason. Which also means the category has been changed to Romance/Angst. But don't worry the end of this story doesn't mean the end for my Tikozi-ness, I love writing them too much and I have a story involving Dawn that just won't fit in here, so it'll be a stand alone AU and I may even do an AU where what happens in the show doesn't happen. Just to make me and everyone happy.