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Crows , don't fly till I say they do.
Loving her till death @ReaperxQueen
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I let out a heavy breath ใ finally feeling some of the clubโ s pressure lift while holding gemma close. teasing her about her softness ใ i secretly appreciated the rare ใ quiet moments we had together.
Gemma wrapped her arms around Clay's neck from behind,burying her face into the scent of tobacco and leather on his kutte. She leaned her weight into his back,letting the quiet of the empty office settle around them. Deep down she loved those quiet moments with him @ReaperxKing_
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The roar of the engine didnโt belong in Charming. It was too low, too heavy, a brutal mechanical scream that had been tuned in the damp, industrial sprawl of the Belfast docks rather than the clean (...)
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you want to fix my deal .แฃ .แฃ go ahead. try. but if you disrespect me in front of my men again ใ you wonโ t be ridinโ out of charminโ . youโ ll be buried under it. now get out of my face. โ
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โ youโ re a long way from home to be barking at me in my own clubhouse. โ clay growled back. his voice was a low ใ gravelly ใrumble that carried decades of absolute authority. ( ... )
@ReaperxKing_
Kill stormed out the office space, his jaw clamped tight as the heavy leather of his kutte creaked. His icy blue eyes locked onto Clay with absolute venom, his chest rising and falling with a tense, dangerous fury that made the quiet room feel microscopic. (...)
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โ i built this table. โ clay warned ใ his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. โ every dollar you make ใ every safe road you ride ใ is because i allowed it. ( ... )
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i crash my lips onto yours in a hard ใ slightly brusing kiss that taste of tobacco ใ whiskey ใ &ฬฒ pure possession โ deep enough to quiet the chatter ใ rough enough to remind everyone who exactly runs SAMCRO.
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a low gravelly chuckle rumbles deep in my chest ใ my grip on your hands tightening just enough to remind you exactly who holds the leash in this club. ( ... )
Proximity was a familiar battleground forย Gemma. When Clay tilted his head, his breath hot against her ear as he uttered that low 'lover,'ย aย sharp thrill shot down her spine.ย Sheย didn't pull away when he caged her hands against his kutte. Her fingersย flexedย under his palms (...)
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i release your hands ใ only for my thick fingers to tangle forcefully into your hair ใ tilting your face up to mine. i donโ t give you room to breathe. ( ... )
Jax Teller
Multiship with chem. Crossover friendly. Will toss him into any fandom! Oc's welcome. Canon muses welcome just as much.
18+ ONLY. 21+ preferred for him.
Member of Son's of anarchy.
Father.
โธป โ ๐ฒ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐.แฃ Look around, sweethearts. Youโre standing in it. This whole damn town runs on my watch. Now whoโs keeping score?