#* in chara ‚ thread ... // sythegun .

[thefixeraa]

s. @sythegun , liked for a starter .

MORNING - about five am , core keeps her balanced while scratching the back of her leg with her other foot , and pouring coffee into two plain white mugs . with the windows cracked , it was a quiet morning ... the morning song birds sing a chorus , one bird at first than another , then one became two . IT COULD ONLY BE A SIGN OF AN EARLY SPRING . with the warmer weather making its annual arrival known , people will be out and enjoying the weather . well ... as much as they can at least . with the two mugs filled to the rim ( and their preferred milk / cream : sugar ratio already poured in . ) mia walks over to the table , sliding one mug over to him while talking a first sip of hers . watching him for just a moment , a second more and she's already lifting a leg over his lap to straddle him .

" baby , " she settles comfortably in his lap , one arm resting on a shoulder while she drinks more of her coffee . " can i ask ya' a favor ? " a sweetness to her tone , the sort of still sleepy kind of sweetness . her bottom lip pokes out more so that her infamous pout came to form . " promise you won't immediately say no without at least thinking about it ? "

[thefixer]

  ...    starter call , @sythegun  //  no longer accepting .  the town carnival was starting to pick up revenue .  this little affair that they had going on in the large parking lot of the town shopping center .  the space occupied by rides ,  games and stalls selling things for consumption .  there's laughter and smiles ,  people running out of the haunted house maze with a scare actor running after them  (  seemed a bit too real ...  the whole chasing stuff .  at least for mia ,  it would have been just a normal day .  )  the air flirts with a mixture of sweetness that comes from the fresh cotton candy machine ,  and the saltiness of buttered popcorn .  there is a memory etched in the back trenches of her mind .  a memory that she couldn't remember herself of it every occurring .  yet it's a memory that s more feeling than it is a physical memory ,  like she only remembers a feeling .  or maybe a sight ...  or a smell ?  this sort of memory from her childhood .  

she was there .  she was at a small town fair ,  huge roller coaster and a burger eating contest .  somewhere deep within the memories of her memory ,  as a child she was there ━━━  like any normal kid her age .  and yet ?  she knows why there's a reason she only remembers the feeling ,  and not having remembered the physical thing .  it's because it doesn't exist ...  she was never at a fair ,  not really in the sense that she'd be there and enjoy herself .  she only feels what it feels like to have that memory ,  and now that she was here .  mia could only imagine what that felt like .

then when the sons arrived ,  and mia kept jackson's arm around her shoulder as they walked .  the feeling of being a wide - eyed little devil ,  watching the pirate ship swing left to right and being amazed at the by the lights flashing and the prize winning bell ringing to sound a winner .  they enter the carnival and it was exciting to be there .  having felt the excitement and joy of being that was vibrating her whole body .  they were waiting on line to saunter on through the haunted house maze .  " holy shit dude ,  did you see that guy ? "  she seems to be talking about one of the scar actors that was roaming the park grounds .  " the guy has his freakin' guts hanging out and he's just swingin' them over his head . "

[thefixer]

mia barely had enough time to actually wake up and form a coherent thought in her mind .  yet some nights ...  or rather in this instance ,  early mornings ,  where she is most vulnerable .  the bed :  it's soft and cozy ,  and not to mention warm .  she couldn't have forgotten how nice it is to feel the warmth of body heat next to hers .  thankfully she had her very own ,  personal heater in the form of jax .  she couldn't help but laugh as she attempted to rub the exhaustion from her eye .  " eh ...  it's been brought to my attention every now and then that i have a certain ━━━  sex appeal . "  a smile eases onto her features ,  looking up into his eyes  (  god dammit .  those eyes will never let her go from the hold it has on her .  )

" you are a bundle of feelin's this morin' babe , "  her head lifts ever so just to turn her head completely in his direction .  then head falls back against the pillow ,  while she tries not to let go of a few giggles while his finger's ghost her body .  " what's gotten into you ? "   her hand lifts and settles onto his warm cheek ,  " you wanna hear me say i love you ?  is that it ? "

they're in bed , the kind of comfort that they have always resided in. jackson then reaches for her stomach , and shakes his head ... ' no i wanted you baby ' his voice low , and his fingers already playing with her clothes. ' do you know how sexy you are ? ' his tags falling between them as he then runs a fingers down her chest ,

' baby ... ' his fingers finding a house , ' god anyone tell you look as beautiful ... ' his fingers then catching her very mouth , as they become ragged with words ; then again ? they were never his own. jackson rising , ' it's two but it's five everywhere else .. ' THE LA sun rises. ' you love me or what baby '

[thefixeraa]

* continued prompt response , @sythegun .

[ are you a lucky little lady in the city of light // or just another lost angel ,     city of night ]     HERE SHE IS ,     she's lounging on a couch with her feet in jackson's lap .     most days ,     the day's were used for sleeping in ,     while the night were better spent partying until dawn .     when mia wasn't spending her nights having her fun with the rockstars ,     she was in this same position .     NIGHT AFTER NIGHT .     even day after day ...     it seemed more normal     ( maybe even a little domesticated of her ,     but she dares not to think of it that way . )      eyes playfully roll before she pins him down in her line of sight .     lips turn skyward ,     " well ...     ya' got me there cowboy , "     she admits ,     just as he's going to reach for the dial on the radio .     her smile blooms into a wider grin ,     with hand reaching to swat his hand away .     mia hasn't known anyone who hated jim morrison and the doors     ( specifically and especially jim morrison ... )     as much as jax did .     it was almost irrational —     STUPID EVEN .     which only made it even funnier .     " you don't have to come if you don't want to .     i'm not holdin' you at gun point ya' know ... "

they come from different lives ,     and yet found each other anyway .     fate isn't exactly a word she'd choose to throw around ,     but considering the nature of jackson's lifestyle .     FATE SEEMED LIKE REALITY .     he was an outlaw ...     a man who lived by his own rules .     he rode with a devilish crew and mia ?     she was wild and carefree ,     riding around with the band and living a free lifestyle away from any law .     MIA GOT LOST IN THE MUSIC ,     danced barefoot till her feet hurt and sang with the best of them .     somehow they still found each other ,     and it was here that they learned to reset .     something that his crew clearly didn't like .

outlaw offers the gift of a lit joint ,     the smell of cannabis fills the room almost immediately .     the joint is then transferred between fingers and she brings it to her lips .     she inhales deeply ,     HOLDS ,     then blows it out of the corner of her lips .      head tilts slightly off and once again ,     she finds herself distracted .     eyes following the outline of jackson's profile ,     the sloop of his nose ,     the curve of his lips ...     the strength of his jawline that leads to a dark purple and yellow mark on his neck .     A LOVELY LITTLE TOKEN OF HER AFFECTIONS .     

the brunette realizes she hasn't really been paying attention to what he's saying .     something along the lines of following her around and ' the boys ' not liking it .     eyebrows shoot up ,     " half way is better than not at all ,     right ? "     she's tries to make light of his crew's teasing .     knows they're a serious group of men ...     the kind of men that hate free thinking women .     NOW WONDER THEY LIKE FUCKING WITH JAX .     " what's their deal ?     why are they so concerned about what you're doin' or who you're seein' ? "     ( DON'T THEY HAVE THEIR OWN PUSSY TO LOOK AT ? )     she takes another drag before handing the joint back to him .     " and don' give me that bullshit where they think i'm too good for you ,     cause i don't believe that for a damn second . "

[thefixeraa]

lips part for a grin to appear slowly . a clear show of her guilt ( but naturally , this sort of thing wasn't something she felt sorry for . ) in fact most times she deliberately makes him late , and it's not like he'd be sent to the principals office for his tardiness ... a mere slap on the wrist and that all too common saying : ' her pussy got you whipped ' or some dumb bullshit that those men like to say . mia can't help that she wants to spend more time with jax . if she could take time out of his day to spend with him , maybe things would be different . " me ? a distraction ? " yes she is but also , " you're the one who was groping my tit just a moment ago , and i'm the one that's distracting ? "

the man loves his club , he's married to it as much as he's married or committed to a relationship . even if it's all about sticking it to the mc , this club is the only thing jackson knew . the mc is his family , his friends ... it's what he grew up in . so obviously she doesn't get as much time with him as she may want ( and realistically ? neither does his boy . but that's a matter for a different time . ) for the sake of the club though , she will do her very best to keep it under thirty minutes . it's not a promise thought ... it never is .

a kiss is a dime a dozen , but kisses from jackson are what it's like to experience heaven , and by god ... ain't she the luckiest girl in all of the world right now . lucky because she get's to experience the softness of a brutal god to feel the warmth of his embrace , and if she could curl up inside him forever . she would in a heartbeat . this man has got her heart as much as she's got his . a kiss blossoms a sigh , it takes every inch of strength within her not to become dominant . she's learned to put all of that in the back seat , just so that she can fucking enjoy the moment . the kiss is broken after a moment's bliss , and she already lifting her chin so lips brush against his . eager for more . " no it wouldn't be right but ... we have fucked in an alley way before , " words are whispered against jackson's lips , a brief memory flashes back to her . a few minutes of pure instinct and need ... god damn that was a fun night !

loving each other somehow meant that they knew exactly what the other was thinking . what the other was about to do or say ... her arms wrapped around his shoulder's once more as she's hoisted up and held in his arms . instinctively her ankles link together , and they're on the move . on the way mia helps prevent abel from waking up when jax stepped on a toy . a kiss , she figured , was the best way to keep him quiet . she's learned that this is a helpful trick for him when he wants peace from her . yet at that same moment she smiles and laughs into the kiss , " you are so fuckin' smooth . " now on the bed , her legs parting to give him room to situate himself between them . it is within a brief moment of her kissing his neck that he gains her attention once more . head falling back against the mattress as she stares up into his eyes . dawn brings the rising sun , allowing for a hue of orange and yellow to spill into the bedroom .

one hand tucks blonde hair between ear , " tired of what ? this ? " she asks in the quietest and softest of tones . her hand stops at his cheek , with a subtle shake of her head she goes to answer . " never , " she starts , " i want to spend the rest of my life with you . whether it lasts another day or years from now . " her words said with care , and she makes sure jackson knows she means them . for mia is not a liar without reason , but in this case . she was laying herself bare , emotions and feelings and all . because it was safe to do so . " and if we're somehow given the chance to spend years together , i will do so gladly . without hesitation ... shit i'd even get a farm with you somewhere . " as she speaks , jackson's arms go beside her and his hands come up to hold her head . thumbs brushing against her forehead , it's a loving and caring embrace . " i don't want this with anyone else . "

HE had already forgotten the point of phone call , held hostage by mia's lips as she kisses along his neck. there's the sharp inhale , and the shifting in seat. all too obvious what he's trying to hide - mornings it seems are his weakness , and it doesn't take much for him to be convinced that the phone in his hand should be closed. ' yeah - i uh ... chibs i've got my hands full here - church THIRTY minutes ' the phone sliding out of fingers as it falls to floor.

' you're pretty goddamn distracting you know that ? ' strong hands go to hold her chin between fingertips as he traps her , momentarily. ' you're gonna make me late aren't you ? ' though despite wording there's a smile that sits. thumb running over the bottom of her lip as the other hand goes to makes it's way over her jawline and brush some brunette ends out of the way.

' this is how i like you best ... ' his words blossom with care , then going to kiss her. lips meeting hers in an all familiar dane , kissing her as if his life depended upon it and as they kiss his hands slip around her waist and pull her closer.

FINGERS digging into her full figured hips as tongue takes care , and they both know what comes next. the need to be rid of clothes - though jackson isn't about to have her right there in kitchen. a few doors down is abel , and he won't have his son walking in on anything that would just leave MORE questions for a morning in which he can't be running late.

so , he rises from chair , and her legs go to wrap around waist. smiling against the kiss he then breaks , lips nuzzling her own as he looks slightly upwards and into her eyes , ' wouldn't be right to have you here right on this table ... though ? another morning ' voice low and he stumbles through kitchen - it's a walk they've perfected. feet carefully treading - not wanting to disrupt any toys that belonged to his son.

' one day i'm gonna be too old for this shit ' a hand going from her hip to ass to give it a good squeeze , ' might as well enjoy it while i can ' a smile shared with her as he narrowly avoids a toy solider , and jackson sharply inhales as he steps on the end of gun. ' god fucking !- ' brought to a pause as mia shuts him up with another kiss and it's enough to silence him until they're at their bedroom.

setting her on bed he watches from above , her tattoos evident as a shirt rides up , barricades him from seeing her full form. she makes space for him , ' hey ... ' his voice getting soft , melodic almost in tone. ' you think you'll ever get tired of this '

[thefixeraa]

love is the one sured thing in this world . within this family home , a place where they can return to and remember THEY ARE SAFE HERE . love is the thing that saved them ( and the thing that continues to do so . ) when their lives become unbearable , there's that reassurance that they can fall back on each other . trust that they've got each other , and love each other through all the good and bad ... even when it's very bad . there is no pretending in what they are , and what they aren't . they don't live in ignorance and instead , they knowingly take that walk through the darkness ₍ their eyes open and their hands ready to get dirtied . ₎

DEATH WALKS SIDE BY SIDE WITH THEM . mia and jackson are capable of so much , and so much worse than one can possibly imagine . in this instance , she knows what lies ahead for them both . they've been in this situation before , and often they both find that they loose themselves . it's hard to be so intensely emotional , to feel like every other normal person out there and yet ? THEY AREN'T ... they're the farthest thing from normal . while holding his head in her hands , the fixer's thumbs ghost over cheek bones . she appears knowing , and a somber mood turns the conversation into something more serious . " my , my ... what capable spy you're becoming . " she says with a ghost of a smile .

SALVATION IS IN HER NAME , a holy name given at birth . it's funny how mia has never really been all that religious . yet yes , salvation ... to pray for forgiveness , FOR HER MERCY . " you askin' to be saved ? " a brow arches , " i know what i'm askin' you isn't easy baby , " AND IT'S NOT . it's not easy to ask jax to disassociate from self , and become something ... someone he isn't . someone more monster like , to empathize with this fucking sick bastard . she wouldn't ask him to do this , if she hadn't done it herself . FOR ANYTHING FOR THAT MATTER . " i'm not taking your help for granted , i hope you know that . " mia knows she probably doesn't need to tell him this . there's a good chance he already knows what he's heading into . however she felt it important for jackson to hear that she doesn't take this lightly .

this was going to take a toll on them both , and it'll be hard to scramble what humanity they have left after this . it was all the more important to make the attempt to stay connected . even after all the hardwork they'll put into this . at least at the end of the tunnel , THEY'LL BE SAVING OTHERS FROM FATES WORSE THAN DEATH . that has to account for something ... " you know i can't say no to spending time with my two boys . " the word family flashes across her mind , IT IS STRANGE AND UNUSUAL , but feels right nevertheless . " i can't promise you paradise or deliverance ... but i can promise you'll come back from this . we both will . "

FROM pain they grew. there was nothing simplistic about the way they operated. their hands doused in blood as they fought their demons daily. the two of them embracing the other's faults.

jackson knows if they arrived at the gates of hell that they'd gladly take on one another's sins and beg to never be separated. he'd like to think that the SONS bring peace , that they represented what JT preached about all those years ago.

she holds his face within her hands. his hands going from her hips to then cradle her embrace. ' yeah i'll have to say some things ... some things you'll have to forgive me for ' his eyes look intently into her own , ' i'll have to be a monster - forgive me ' jackson already knowing what verbiage he'll have to adopt.

charming is ill , the roots rotten as they run through good earth and poison her people. ' he lives out in the woods ... tide or him moving has eluded police ' her hand moved by his own in order to kiss her inner palm , ' he's a sick fuck - and i'm going to have to join him '

he hates himself , for he had been born into such a twisted town , his father is only redeeming quality. going to think of his father he knows what's the right path. the path that saves girls who had IV's injected into arm. he swallows down bile thinking about it ; he already knows county government officials are involved.

' hey ... you and i should go someplace after this ' the wording light , or what he thinks can be deduced as such. ' take abel somewhere so we don't forget who we are '

[thefixeraa]

mia holds his gaze while capturing his chin between her two finger's . slowly and gently does she pull at the hairs on his chin , " you got it , " she replies with the sweetest tone . clearly this guy was notorious around here for being a creep ... CHARMING'S RESIDENT SICK FUCK . it's a small town and like every small town , it has its problems . while there were talks ways to boost tourism here ( though this place is unnoticeable and can be passed by if your traveling . ) it's clear that the town's protectors had no interest in outsiders - and perhaps it was with good reason . it wasn't just the crime here that obviously takes place here , it was the drugs . DRONES OF ZOMBIE LIKE PEOPLE , strung out on the pavement . it's the living dead out here , and despite all few family - friendly events and children running around . IT WAS NEVER REALLY SAFE AT ALL .

brows furrow as jackson informs her about what he knows . NAUSEATED , the one's who fell victim to these tactics , she can only imagine how these girls feel . the adrenaline they must feel for rebelling against their family , then the ecstasy and lastly the fear . fear when they are lucid enough to care , knowing that they are trapped . head shakes as she's trying not to think of any worse case scenario . " someone's gotta , " a layer of somberness weaved into her tone . it's sad that the only one other than her that cares about this is jackson . with the son's occasionally lining the pocket's of corrupt officer's ( naturally for no one else's benefit but their own . ) you'd like to imagine even for a moment this place ... THIS TOWN , it actually cares . damn this compassion of hers .

what's hidden and unspoken in this town , will stay that way as long as certain people are in charge . she knows that this town is run on blood money and drugs , and the sinner's find it quite comfortable here . knowing or rather ... IGNORANTLY KNOWING , that some are suffering . justice has a way of finding those who perpetuate those who willfully participate in this scheme . justice is a form of a woman , and she is going to bring hell on earth to make sure this guy knows even a ounce of the pain he's causing .

" i find that no one better to schmooze with a sleaze bag , is a man who can use it to his advantage . " so in other words ... YES , that's the idea . " i need to know whose supplyin' him with the drugs . do you know where this dude lives ? " if not , she'll need to find out because if there's any chance she can save a few girls from getting high and possibly find out more about what he's about . she'll get it done , and efficiently at that . when he mentions piney's cabin , mia looks at him blankly , though a smile tugs at her lips . " oh .... right . PINEY'S CABIN , " she uses her free hand to draw her finger's through her hair . her coffee is lifted to her lips once more , but before she takes another sip . mia eyes jackson from behind the rib of her mug , " how can i forget ? "

that cabin in the middle of the redwood's ... a place that brings fond memories as much as it brings a few bad ones . those wooden pallets that make up the foundation holds all the people that were once in it . EMOTION AND ALL . it was there that jax took her to recover from a nasty injury , where all feelings began to swell in them both . GOOD AND BAD , their relationship blossomed from pain . which in a sense was a form of poetic irony . mia leans away from him while he holds her hips , putting her coffee onto the table behind her . once both hands were free , she chooses to hold his face . teeth tucking her bottom lip inward , she sways a little in thought . " ya' know a little r & r never hurt anyone , " a smile more pronounced now . " i mean ... as someone from experience , it was really therapeutic for me . i'm sure it'll do him wonders . "

' i've got you ... you've got me ' softly said before he returns to her inquiry, ' yeah i've heard of the scumbag , for a little bit he was running crank with darby ... ' a lift to tone , darby now resides in a correctional center jackson had made sure of that. ' seems as if he's become desperate , i've heard whisperings of complaints - ... runaway teenagers that live at his house ' tone sharpened by an added layer of disgust. ' he's gotta keep them lured with some shit they can inject into their arms - you find the crank , and cut it off he'll stop being a creep ' looking into her eyes as a free hand reaches for coffee , ' anyone can stop him it's you baby '

CHARMING it's a small town that runs on drugs , jobs in town scarce as people looked to drown their sorrows in different ways. the prison a HOTBED of action , the guards as corrupt and twisted as you'd expected them to be. jackson knows that this town is slowly turning into a wasteland , NOTHING COULD STOP THAT. the sons had been egotistic in their thinking.

NO ONE COULD SAVE THE TOWN.

there' s a swamp that's housed in the redwood forrest , drawing mosquitoes and waste to her waters. the bodies dumped there never recovered , secrets that charming is keen to keep hidden. there's a breeze that distracts , - pulling jackson from his reverie. lost in her eyes - swears he's never seen anything so beautiful.

' how you wanna run this ? - have me go in there buddying up to the sonofabitch while you run intel? ' a smile skirts as he stares at her lips once more , coffee raised to lips as he takes the smallest sip , and sets it back down on table. ' now ... ' his hands running slowly down the sides of ribs as he speaks , ' we always have pineys cabin ... just in case we need a more - intimate place to take him , hell i'm sure he'd enjoy a cabin out in the woods ' humor slightly coats as tongue is coated with wit. hands then settling upon her hips , ' just a thought ... '

[thefixeraa]

as his head falls to her stomach , finger's instinctively gather through threads of blonde hair . " well , shit - i know i'm not that pretty first thing in the morning , but i don't think i'm too hard to look at . " mia feigns offense when answering his question . the other hand reaches around and uses the tips of her nails to ghost over his spine . tracing over the large grim reaper on his back , the symbol that represents most of his troubles . it is the very thing that keeps him here , his very own collar and chain . if she had the power she'd rip his back apart if it meant it would free him of his responsibilities . then again ? who said she hasn't already tried , even unknowing - the red marks against his skin was very telling .

with these small moments of intimacy , it gives them what solace that their lives don't normally give . they are rare and usually cut short , even now mia expects his phone to go off ... vibrating against the table and signaling jackson to once again leave her side ( as hesitant as he is , and like a moth to a flame , he is drawn back to the club every time . ) she knows jackson's heart . knows it as well as her own . she knows that in it's own imperfect way , it beats for her . she isn't allowed to respond because once again , like clockwork , the cellphone begins to vibrate . yeah ... they'll get it right one day . that say when they can just be left alone ? just like he said before , if there's someone who can help , it's mia .

her body adjusts as he pulls away from her , her hands rest upon his shoulder's . from the moment he answers the call , she can hear chibs from the other end of the line . it makes her smile , a quiet laugh moves her shoulder's because she can quite literally hear what he's saying . her mind is directed to the movement of his hand . the way she briefly catches it as rings slip across the raised scar tissue , left behind from the time bone punctured through skin .

chin lifts to give him the access he was desiring . though rightfully so , she was more interested in where his hand was moving . down it goes towards her breast . her lips pull tighter as she shakes her head at the shameless move . though ? if she's honest , it's not all surprising and she certainly wasn't about to complain . it's funny how one could multi - task ... given that they don't have much else to focus on . their eyes find each other once more , and with his promise to meeting up with chibs in thirty minutes . well that seems to humor her , with brow arching she gives a slight nod to jackson . mia was known for many things . her impulsive moments , her rebellious nature and even the great head she can give . she is a creature of chance and presently , she saw the chance to indulge herself a little .

it was like a little dare , a silent one that she offered to herself . how could she resist ? she mouths to him : ' thirty minutes ? ' the brunette leans in and spots kisses along his traps and slowly moves towards the curve of his neck . nibbling ever so gently at first , occasionally when he least expects it to - she bites a little harder . hearing the sharp intake of air , a moment to reflect that yes . she is just as shameless as he is , and that they were truly meant to be . lips work their way up to his ear , where she whispers : " hang up the phone ... "

' tell me what you wanna do ' he deeply inhales as he goes to shift his body. his head going to rest against her chest as he closes his eyes , and his hands go around her frame to hold her close. ' distract me with something pretty ' burrowing into her embrace in such a way that is so intimate and vulnerable. he smells her body wash , the coffee that lingers upon her frame , and the warmness. her body is akin to a lighthouse calling him to safe shore. HERE HE IS SAFE , here he never has to question her love , and here they can be the best version of themselves that exists.

their line of work UNIQUE , he doesn't claim to be the good guy , doesn't like that others think he is. though he can hear her heartbeat , and that heartbeat gives him reason enough to carry on. his own heart so temperamental - some say it's the teller condition. abel was born with it too , and his youngest brother thomas teller had died from it.

' i love you , you know that ? ' words muffled as his eyes remain closed , ' ... you better get all the time in with me before- ' though like clockwork the phone that has sat on the table vibrates , and a low laugh shakes shoulders as he slowly inhales , ' fucking timing baby , one day we'll get it right ' pulls away though he hates to go so.

fingers reaching out for phone ' yeah ? ' THIS is their life , and as the voice on the other end continues it's made obvious that it's chibs. ' yeah you sound really fucking bad ... did you just heave ? ' jackson talking as he looks into mia's eyes. one hand holding phone as the other hand goes to press against her collarbone. COLD ringed fingers brush against her warm skin , and he can see the presence of goosebumps.

' he did what ? ' his fingers trailing further down as it meets the top of her breast. ' yeah i'm all ears ' before he then moves phone and lips press a kiss to her collarbone while that hand continues to dip down , it seemed it had a life of its own. ' chibs , do me a favor have a fucking cup of coffee or hair of the dog before i come in ' leaning back in chair he stares up at mia , ' give me thirty i'm dealing with something here ' seeing the lift of her brow he laughs , ' best i can do '

[thefixeraa]

" don't act so coy jackson teller ... I KNOW HOW THESE SMALL TOWN WOMEN LOOK AT YOU . " the smiles and the way their eyes glisten when they look at him . to be fair that was just fine , as long as they don't walk out of line and look foolish . those are the women she has to look out for , and the very same she has to make an example out of .

there once was a woman who was brave . she had audacity and ego , both of which made her do something she would regret . not to get too graphic , but the woman was laid out ... mia moped the floor with her and sooner taught her a very valuable lesson . then whenever mia see's her , there's that look of shame and embarrassment .

mia has always been so eager to receive his affections . leaning into his fingers as they drifted down her face . they both glance down to his phone , as it was kind of a force of habit . every so often ( well ... more ofthen than she'd be willing to admit . that fucking phone loves to go off . ) THE GREAT COCKBLOCKING CALL - even for her it was so cruel , especially when they were trying to just enjoy each other's company . " fuck the club , huh ? " a brow arches as she repeats his words . " ya' know , you rebelling against the club is actually very attractive . " mia shares his view of his club , that was pretty obvious from the very beginning . it wouldn't be so bad if the head of the table wasn't a literal psychopath with a huge ego . FUCKING CREEP ...

then as he inquires further about what she's asking of him , it always surprises her when he gives so willingly to her . without a second thought , OR A MOMENT OF HESITATION . " i just need you to find out about some guy that i've heard rumors about . some sick fuck creeping out women at the bar . " she heard the gossip while food shopping the other day . her head dips low so now she's watching jax from behind her lashes . " the police in this town are useless , apparently they haven't been reporting the few complaints some women have been making . " she takes a moment to sip her coffee , the hot beverage burning her tongue as she takes the brief sip . " and clay ain't gonna do shit cause he's just as useless so ... i'm nosy , and i want to find out if anythin' about this is true . " CALL HER A HERO IF YOU MUST .

eyes close when he kisses her cheek , then the softest of hums comes from her . happy ... BLISSFUL . the fixer's head turns to nudge him then when her eyes open she's looking right in his eyes . those pools of blue that she can always find herself lost in . " i trust you with my life , " she says , and means it too . " i always will . "

LAUGHTER falls , loud and fills space ever so. head thrown back as he goes to drag a ringed hand down the side of face. ' christ you realize it's 5am ... i don't know what you expected me to say ' laughter accents , hand going to work jawline as full lips blossom into a GRIN. the ABSURDITY of it all not lost on him , and eyes cast down to phone for just a minute. ' you got really good timing you know that ? '

though eyebrow raises as he looks at her , ' insulting club rules is the way to get what you want ... ' eyes cornflower blue as he goes on , amusement growing. ' what information ? ' he returns her touch , thumb running over her lower lip. dragging it downward ever so , ' i'm here to serve ' a phrase used so many years earlier , the years in which it WAS SAMCRO's job to protect the small community of charming.

his gaze fixated on that lower lip , as he then slowly continues. ' you know i'll do just about anything for you ... ' voice lowering an octave or so as he then captures her gaze with his eyes , ' fuck the club ' a shared sentiment between the BOTH of them , this secret shared as statement never leaves this room. the two of them FEEL the clubs pressure on them both. jackson had promised that he'd leave , that he'd CHANGE the system from the inside.

now , years have passed and CLAY still holds that gavel , though his years are catching up. jackson knows that clay is one ride away from calling it quits. he's seen the injections that GEMMA thinks she gives his step-father so lovingly. the days in which they ride for hours , and clay signals for a pit stop no more than halfway in. YEA THERE'S SIGNS.

' i'll keep it under the radar ... ' his finger then going from her plush lower lip as fingers spread upon her jawline. head moving upwards as he kisses her on the cheek. lips lingering upon her sweet smelling skin. ' you trust me right ? ' whispers this against the shell of her ear.

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it takes no great effort to look at him with such tenderness . it comes as naturally as hunger or desire . all of which she feels constantly , a strong tug of her heart - IT WILL ALWAYS LEAD BACK TO THIS TOWN . to this home , to this man who is just as crazy about her as she is about him . her own smile works its way onto her lips , how her body allows the subtle movements her makes for her . his own affections laid out when he kisses her , and each time it feels new . that's how you know you're in love ... you're so in love that it almost makes you sick to your stomach . a drug that you simply can't and won't quit .

" oh i think i can manage to be nice , " she replies with fingers starting to rake through the blonde hair . AN EFFORTLESS GESTURE OF HER OWN , a way to perhaps make him more inclined to agree to whatever proposal she has for jackson . " though even if you weren't in a good mood , i'm pretty sure i can make you more agreeable . " A GENTLE THREAT , completely harmless really ... one that jax knows all too well at this point .

with the insatiable need to kiss , mia lowers her head with her lips brushing against his , LINGERING BUT A MOMENT - savoring the anticipation . then mia finally captures his lips , and it was a brief kiss . sort of a lazy one as her body still hasn't registered that she was actually awake . nevertheless is wasn't any less loving , any less tender . " okay , so ... i need your help with somethin' and i know if it doesn't have anythin' to do with the club , then you can't really get yourself involved or ... some bullshit like that . " RIGHT , because mia has the upmost respect for the sons code .

" but being that you pretty much run this town , and every chick wants to hop on your dick and go for a test drive ... i was kinda hoping you can get somethin' for me . ya' know , put on that charmin' smile of yours and get some information for me . " she pulls her hand away from the nape of his neck , so her pad of her thumb can run over his bottom lip .

at that table he sits , back against chair as he settles , and gives her a slow sort of smile. cheeks lifting as blue eyes widen - not wanting to miss this particular view. head rolls to the right as he watches her , eyes glancing down as a foot goes to disappear behind leg - an itch ? yes , he's guessed right.

the windows outside provide a backdrop - men off to work as they leave before 6am , and the sprinkler that goes off to assure that the grass remains GREEN. the faint sound of a car being put into reverse as it speeds down their street.

all very domestic if you think about it. before he knows it she slides one mug upon wooden table before settling on lap. her legs straddling as the his smile spreads , looking all too pleased with himself. he moves his hips gently - settling in chair , as one hand settles upon her hip.

' hmmm i'll think about it ... ' tone dropping as he presses a kiss to the arm that lays upon shoulder , ' see baby , i'm in a good mood today so ? maybe you'll get what you want ' blue eyes looking up at her as his lips rest against the skin of arm - within that gesture he can feel her heartbeat , his effect on her is something he's NEVER questioned. ' you gotta ask nicely though ' lips lifting from arm as arm moves from her hip to grip her right ass cheek , pressing her closer. ' ... so remember that '