A/N: I'm so excited I'm finally doing a request!! I wanted to make another Tig x Clay's daughter but was holding back because I had already done one but when I saw that request I decided to call it fate and write another one anyway lmao. That being said feel free to request anything!

"(Y/N)! (Y/N)?" Bobby raised his voice as (Y/N) was lost in her thoughts while playing with Tig's hair.

Her, Bobby, Tig, Chibs and Juice were sitting around a table in the clubhouse talking about tomorrow's party. (Y/N) had found the chance to play with Tig's wild curls as he was laying his head on his crossed arms on the table. She has always liked Tig and had no intentions of hiding it. Her thoughts were running wild while she was staring at the biker she loved the most when they were disrupted by Bobby.

"Yeah?"

"Are you coming to the party?" the biker repeated for her.

"Nah, I'm gonna be working earlier... also I'm not really in a party mood these days."

"You're working in the evenings again?" Chibs asked her.

"Yeah, we've had tons of work this past month so I had to work a few extra shifts... not that I don't need them."

"Are you going tonight as well?"

"Yeah, in a few hours. And speaking of that I'm gonna need you to give me a ride home in a while Chibs."

"Yes ma'am" he replied with a wink.

"I thought I had the honour to be your private driver here" Tig said sarcastically after he stopped laying his head in his arms on the table.

It was no secret that (Y/N) would always ask him for a ride home and, among everyone, Tig had picked up on it as well.

"Well, you look pretty tired today so I decided to give you a day off."

As much as she wanted to go home with him she didn't want to put him in any extra trouble since she had noticed how tired he looked that day.

"I'm okay, I can give you a ride... if you want to."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

That was all she needed. She couldn't say no to a ride with him when he was the one offering it.

"Okay let's go" she said with a smile as she turned around to look at her seat looking for her jacket. "Shit, where's my jacket?" She was still looking around.

"Maybe you left it at the office" Juice suggested.

She pointed at him indicating that he's probably right since she was there earlier to say hello to Gemma. "Comin' right back."

She had barely exited the room when Tig noticed the weird look on Chibs face.

"What?"

"Dang, you're not even trying be to be subtle anymore, are you?" the Scottish man teased him.

"What are you talking about?"

"I mean, we know the girl's got a thing for ya. I thought you'd never give in... took you long enough honestly."

"Shut up" was the only thing he could think of saying back. The situation was pretty messed up in his head already so he didn't want to talk about it with anyone for now.

"Don't be like that" Bobby was quick to chime in. "She's nice. And she cares about you. We're just making sure you know... so you don't fuck this up brother."

"Yeah ok, of course I know. And I care about her too" he said offended. "I'm just giving her a ride home like I always do. I really don't get these reactions."

"I'm just saying... You sounded a little too eager to me this time" Chibs teased him yet again.

"We don't know what you might have in mind to do once you drop her off" Juice was quick to add and everyone except Tig chuckled.

"It's not funny guys."

"Shit, someone's got a thing for little (Y/N)" Chibs joked again and as everyone was laughing they didn't notice that (Y/N) had just entered the room. She immediately stopped by a wall though the second she realised what they were talking about.

"Y'all are really starting to piss me off" Tig blurted out.

"You know, the angrier you get the more apparent it gets that you like her, so I suggest you just take all that anger of yours and take it out on the lass if you know what I mean" Chibs joked and needless to say (Y/N) froze.

"It's not like that. She's not... like that. She's not the one night stand type of person. Well I don't fucking know what she is but I could never she her like that" Tig started mumbling on his own.

"Oh we know Tiggy" Bobby responded and he just sighed.

"You finally admitted it to yourself, that's a start" Juice teased him and Chibs was quick to join as well:

"Now the only thing left to do is to grow some balls and tell Clay as well."

"Aaand you're back to pissing me off."

"For being a 1%er you're a bit too much of a coward you know."

"I'd like to see you try and tell Clay that- you- a-about her."

"I wouldn't even hesitate. I mean look at her" Juice said with a goofy look on his face before Chibs hit the back of his head lightly.

"It's not the same you idiot. You're younger... and definitely not his sergeant at arms... and not... me! Oh boy!" Tig trembled as he realised the situation he was in.

"All we're saying is that if Clay is the only thing that's holding you back... do something about it. Because it's gonna be worth it. And it'd definitely be a shame if you guys never tried this thing out."

(Y/N) never wanted to hug Chibs as much as this very moment.

"Easier said than done."

"So you're saying that Clay is the only thing that's stopping you."

"Well, yes" Tig replied after a while.

That was everything (Y/N) wanted to hear. She finally coughed to let her presence be known and started walking towards the bikers that had now stopped talking.

"It was at the office" she said while holding her jacket up. "Come on Tiggy, let's go" she said with a warm smile trying not to make it too obvious that she was a little too excited.

Soon they were cruising through the cold night, the warm yellow lights on the side of the road keeping them company. When they stopped at (Y/N)'s driveway she handed him his extra helmet back and thanked him.

"Thank you Tiggy, what would I do without you?" It was supposed to be a joke but the flirting undertone as well as her beautiful smile made him understand the underlying meaning.

"Don't mention it doll."

Suddenly the two over-social individuals were for once left with nothing to say. The awkward silence was growing heavier before she finally found the courage to invite him in.

"Do you have some time to come in?"

"Yeah, sure... What do you need love?"

"Um, nothing really. I was just thinking that we could... hang out for a while."

He knew where this was going yet he still found himself weirded out that she finally had the guts to invite him to spend some time alone.

"Hang out?" he sighed confused.

"I was thinking we could have a drink or something" she almost whispered before she started straightening the collar of his button-up. "I still have a couple of hours until I have to be at work."

He gulped at her seductive tone and sexy look and at this very moment Clay was the last thing he could think about.

"Yeah... yeah, sure." He gulped once again.

His internal monologue was interrupted by (Y/N) that was now sat on the couch by him:

Ok so I'm having a drink with my president's daughter. And we're 'hanging out'. I'm screwed. I am so screwed. I'm fucked. I-

"Do you wanna watch a movie or something?" she asked him all excited.

A movie? A movie means eventually at least cuddling. And cuddling most likely leads to making out and making out-

he was overthinking for a while before he finally answered:

"I- I'm not really in a mood for a movie." He intentionally moved back on the couch further away from her.

"How about that drink you mentioned?"

Alcohol; exactly what he needed right now to relax a bit (but hopefully not too much).

"I... don't think I have any drinks actually."

"You invite me for a drink and you don't have any drinks in the house?" he joked.

"I just needed an excuse to spend some time with you." Her tone was loud and bubbly so that it wouldn't sound too serious and/or awkward.

"Maybe I wouldn't be convinced if I knew there wouldn't be any alcohol involved" he found the courage to joke yet again.

"Isn't my company enough Tiggy?" Her confident smile was making him stare at her unapologetically.

"I never said that."

"Oh you better."

He couldn't help but laugh while shaking his head. "You're so... what's the right word? You always, one way or another, get what you want."

"That's what growing up between bikers does to ya" she smirked. "And my dad's the president."

"He sure is."

"Explains a lot, huh?"

"I don't think it's just that. I feel like it's part of your nature. Like, you'd turn out like this anyway."

"Do I take that as a compliment?" she asked confused.

He laughed and nodded.

"Seriously though, I don't always get what I want. I'm not that spoiled."

"I didn't mean-"

"Yeah I know, I'm just saying that that's how people perceive me sometimes."

It was true. The 'Princess of SAMCRO' that always had a bunch of scary bikers to have her back; That's how it looked like from the outside.

"I can't have lot of things that I want" she said softly while looking at him.

I don't have YOU. And I want you. I need you.

"And sometimes things that look good from the outside are the source of everything bad in my life."

"What does that mean?" he asked with care.

She didn't want to be too specific but she also really didn't expect a follow-up question.

"The club. I know that it's my family and that you guys always have my back but... it perplexes things so much in my life. I always see the people I love get hurt and even I get in trouble and hurt sometimes. And some of the dirty looks you get from the people in town... I'm not as tough as I look. Shit gets to me."

"I'm so sorry you go through that love. You don't deserve it. You- You were born into this." He sighed. "Next time anyone treats you badly or even gives you a slightly weird look hit me up, I know many ways and places to hide bodies" he told her to lighten up the mood.

She laughed and the only thing that was running through her mind right now was kissing him.

"That's why you're my favourite Tiggy" she smiled.

"Your favourite, huh? Chibs is not gonna be happy if he hears this."

She couldn't help but laugh at his joke. "Chibs is like my uncle though. You know what I mean."

"I'm older than Chibs."

"It doesn't have to do with age."

He just dry-coughed and needless to say none of them were ready for the silence that followed.

"And you're my favourite because you always have my back and protect me... and look after me when I'm sad. You care for me in your own little ways and... I find it adorable."

She smiled at him and his heart melted. At this point she had gotten much closer to him staring at his eyes and then his lips.

"Why are you doing this to me?" he asked her, his tone low and seductive.

"What am I doing?" She was getting dangerously close to him now.

"Don't act like you don't know."

"I'm doing it because you don't."

"You know why I don't."

Silence for a while. They were still close to each other, looking at each other's lips and then each other's eyes.

"He doesn't have to know" she whispered seductively, brushing her finger on his check.

He gulped but once some sense got into him he slowly grabbed her hand and took it away from his face.

"(Y/N), I can't."

She looked down. "Fuck my dad. Fuck him. He doesn't control me... or you. We're both adults. All my life-"

"It doesn't work like this and you know it. I'm his sergeant at arms. The person he trusts the most. And he's the president. A-And I'm double your fucking age" he was referring to all the reasons why this wasn't a good idea.

"Don't fight it baby, we both want this" she was getting her lips closer to his again. "Kiss me."

He would be able to resist her if her perfume wouldn't make his stomach turn. Or if her velvet touch hadn't started heading south. Or maybe if her lips didn't look so irresistible.

But they did. Kissing them was his only option. All the previous resistance had now done a 180 and became a hungry desire to feel as much of her as possible. He was cupping her face with his hands as his mouth was exploring hers passionately.

They only pulled back when they were totally out of breath.

The look they shared was an indication as to where this was going. She was leaning back in order to lay on the couch and her hand was behind his neck. He was looking at her like she was something sacred. Her sudden vulnerability head that effect on him.

Needless to say, (Y/N) was already thinking of calling in sick at work.

A/N: Also I'm thinking of making a part two stay tuned!!

Summary: (Y/N) asks Jax to pretend to be her boyfriend in order to teach a guy that won't leave her alone a lesson. Needless to say things get a little complicated even when they're faking their relationship.

A/N: another overused trope but what's new? lessgooo

"Are you gonna tell me what's up now?" Jax asked (Y/N) the second he stepped into her house.

"Yes I will. I told you I will" she replied but couldn't find herself to speak any further.

Jax looked at her with a questioning look. "I'm waiting... What was so important that you couldn't tell me on the phone?"

"Umm, it's not exactly important. Well no, it is important, it's just mostly embarrassing."

"Embarrassing?" he laughed as he sat on the couch, leaning back, his right arm on the back of it.

She sat next to him, still quiet.

"Come on. You know you can tell me everything" his low voice and big round eyes made her even more nervous, instead of safe and relaxed like they usually did. How are you supposed to say this to your friend of all those years, who may or may not also be your crush?

"I just... I need your help Jax."

He just nodded, not wanting to interrupt her since she had finally started talking.

"Um... This Noah guy from work..."

His face immediately turned red, eyes narrowing and eyebrows furrowed. "If this fucker is not leaving you alone again I swear to fucking-"

"No, no" she was quick to interrupt him. "It's not like that."

"Well then tell me. You're staring to get me worried."

"Well... I may or may not have told him that I have a boyfriend so that he'll leave me alone."

He laughed. "You really need to learn how to say no darlin."

"I know but that's besides the point. So, um, there's this thing, we do it every year basically, kinda like a party. It's for the employees of the company. At my boss' house." She sighed nervously and looked at his still clueless face.

"I need you to be my boyfriend is what I'm trying to say here. Fake boyfriend" she corrected herself. "I need you to pretend that we're dating" she gulped.

He took a while to respond. "For the party thing?" his voice sounded a little high pitched, as if he was about to laugh.

"If you're not okay with it, then it's fine I'll just go alone, or I can ask someone else or-"

"I'm okay with it. I mean it's not like we're gonna have to fuck in front of them or something" he said trying to make her feel less awkward and she nodded.

"I'd do anything for you, you know that. Especially when it comes to that prik co-worker of yours."

The butterflies in her stomach intensified.

"Thank you Jax" she said softly.

"That's okay love" her replied. "But, you know, if you wanted to see how dating me would be like you could've just asked."

She laughed out of awkwardness. If only he knew. "You're so full of yourself Teller."

"Also if we gotta practise kissing or anything just tell me. You know, in case we need to check if there's the needed chemistry n all" he joked.

"Say one more thing like that and I'm asking Tig to come with me."

"Tig?" he laughed.

"You know he'd be more than happy to help me."

"Oh I know he would" he said referring to his friend's flirty behaviour towards (Y/N) (or anyone really). "I'm just saying... Your co-workers could see him out with other women and they'd think that he's cheating on you" he continued teasing her.

"Yeah like that's totally not a possibility with you."

It was supposed to be a joke but Jax smirked awkwardly and looked down while playing with the rings on his fingers. He thought about the countless women he'd bury himself into just because he couldn't be with the one he truly loved. And the worst part was that it wasn't because he didn't have the balls to tell her how madly in love he was with her, but because he knew that by doing so she'd immediately be in danger because of his chaotic life. He had to choose between letting either her or himself suffer every day and he knew what the easiest choice for him was.

"Do I have to dress nice or anything? Cause I don't-"

"Yeah I know you 'don't'. Just wear your least baggy jeans... and one of your button-ups. No leather please."

"Okay boss" he joked. "Do I have to remove my knife from my belt to?"

"God, I should have told the guy that I'm a lesbian" she said desperately with one hand on her face.

He laughed at her comment. "Relax, I'm just joking."

When the night of the party arrived (Y/N) had told Jax that she'd come over by his house first, mostly because she wanted to check on his outfit since she didn't trust him completely with his styling choices.

He saw her standing by the door as he opened it. Glowing skin, thick eyeliner and plump red lips accompanied with a short emerald dress that was complementing her skin tone perfectly. He stared for a little too long, his lips partly opened in awe.

"Hey" she said with a smile.

"Hey" he replied almost out of breath. "You look...", beautiful, so unbelievably hot, fucking irresistible, "great. That Noah guy is one unlucky bastard" he smirked as he let her in.

"Mmm... can't wait till he sees how hot my boyfriend is. And intimidating. And big. And scary" she laughed.

"You think I look scary?"

"Well, in a good way."

"How can someone look scary in a good way?" he laughed while running his fingers through his long hair and licking his lips.

"It is a good thing when you can scare annoying guys away."

"Ok, I'm taking that as a compliment" he smirked as he started heading towards his bedroom.

When he arrived at the living room again he found (Y/N) sat on his couch. "Ok how do I look?" he asked.

She stood up and took a good look at him while smiling. Her smile faded though when she noticed a stain on his shirt.

"Jax, there's blood on your shirt, for fuck's sake."

"Shit" he exclaimed as he was looking down at the side of his shirt. "You know what, maybe this will scare him even more."

"Go change" she told him unamused.

Without a word he headed straight to his bedroom again.

"Can you come here for a sec?" he asked loudly do she'd hear him in the living room.

"Sure, what's up?" she froze as she saw him standing in his room shirtless with a flannel on each hand.

"Which one?" he asked for her opinion.

"Black one's fine." Her mesmerized look and soft voice made him smirk, knowing exactly what he was doing to her. His flexing muscles looked so irresistible, and she completely lost it once he started buttoning up shirt. Inappropriate thoughts started filling her head.

"C'mon let's go" he said with a wink once he put his flannel on.

She gave him a questioning look. "That's it? Aren't you gonna do something about the hair situation up there?"

Truth is, as much as she loved his messy long hair, now was not the time for this particular hair style.

"What's wrong with my hair?" he asked as he turned around to look at the mirror, almost a little too offended. He started running his fingers through it, trying to fix it.

"Let me do it" she said without thinking, getting closer to him. Her fingers were running through his blond hair trying to tame it down when she realised his breathtaking blue eyes were glued on hers. The undying need of his to grab her face and kiss her hungrily was definitely at its peak at this very moment.

She gulped nervously and slowly put her hands down. "I did the best I could" she smiled.

"It's gonna get all fucked up from my helmet anyway darlin."

Jax whistled as he saw the villa the party was thrown in. From the looks of it, it seemed like this would be no SAMCRO party. He noticed (Y/N) being nervous as they were standing next to his bike in the warm summer night and proceeded to comfort her.

"Come on, everything's gonna be fine. Don't worry."

She just sighed deeply so he continued: "We just get in there, pretend that we actually enjoy this rich-people-get-together-party-thing for a couple of hours, everyone thinks you're fucking the hottest guy in Charming, this Noah guy leaves you alone... then we get back to your place and watch a movie. Nothing to worry about."

She couldn't help but roll her eyes at the cocky comment about himself even though his words really reassured her.

They started walking towards the door when Jax put an arm around her waist.

"Just... no talk about the club, don't start any fights and no hitting on other women."

"Yes ma'am."

"I'm serious Jax. I don't want others to know that even my fake boyfriend cheats on me. Just sit there and look pretty okay?"

"Aw, you think I'm pretty?"

A desperate look couldn't help but appear on (Y/N)'s face.

As they entered the house they were immediately greeted with a warm smile by the hostess, (Y/N)'s boss, who showed them to the garden.

(Y/N) loved the looks and attention she was getting for once. She knew that Jax wasn't a guy that went unnoticed and having him stand by her side was adding up to her confidence.

Things were going pretty great. The two of them were talking with some of (Y/N)'s co-workers, joking and having fun under the warm lights in the big garden by the pool. She was surprised at how well Jax was doing also. Actually having conversations with everyone, being nice and funny, which was making her fall for him even harder. She would only see him interact with club members and (other) criminals, making her almost forget the other normal side of him. Well, to that also contributed the fact that thankfully Noah was nowhere to be found.

It wasn't until minutes later that she saw him a few feet away talking to a guy from work and his boyfriend. When they accidentally made eye contact and waved at each other, (Y/N) cursed under her breath and tried to ignore him while still keeping an eye towards his direction. When she noticed him starting to walk towards where she was standing, she started panicking, her mind trying to find an excuse to run away.

"Will you um, excuse us for a second?"

She had already grabbed Jax by his right arm when she started heading towards the inside of the house with him.

"What's up?" he asked her full of worry, seeing the expression on her face.

"Noah is here. He-"

"(Y/N)!" She heard a voice calling her from behind and knew exactly who it was.

"Noah! Hey!" the fakest smile on her face as she turned around.

Jax eyed the guy up and down. He had short dark hair and an annoying smirk that he wanted to slap out of his face already. He seemed pretty fit and was only a few inches shorter than the blond biker, yet Jax completely understood why (Y/N) didn't like him because of his cocky behaviour.

He was already all over her, giving her a hug and Jax was starting to get angry seeing him hugging her when she was supposed to be with her boyfriend. This guy had some nerve.

"What's up? I just saw you there with everyone else! Did you just get here or...?"

"We've been here for a while now actually" she replied.

"Mhmm probably just didn't notice you around" Jax was quick to interrupt as he put his left arm around her waist. The look on Noah's face was not happy to say the least.

"Aren't you going to introduce us?" the brunette guy asked (Y/N), although his eyes never left Jax's, provoking him even more.

"Yeah, um, Jax this is Noah. Noah, this is Jax, my boyfriend." She enjoyed calling him her boyfriend even if it was fake.

She saw Noah's hand turn paler as Jax was giving him a firm handshake, a murderous look on his face.

"Should we grab some drinks?" the guy asked.

"We were just leaving actually-"

"Going to the bathroom" Jax intervened. "Comin' right back."

As the two were about to leave, a stupid grin appeared on Noah's face. "You don't even let her go to the bathroom by herself?"

"She's the one that asked me to come with. Don't know what she has in mind" Jax winked at him.

The two were heading inside, trying to find a bathroom.

"What the fuck was that?" (Y/N) asked him frustrated.

"I thought we were giving this guy a lesson. What's the point in leaving before doing exactly that?"

He had a point but the atmosphere was so tense she couldn't bare another second next to these two. She just sighed.

"I swear if that guy pisses me off once more I'm throwing him in the pool" he said finally.

"JAX!"

He always enjoyed the frustration in her voice when he was teasing her.

Once they were outside the bathroom, (Y/N) put her back against the door and sighed looking up. "Do you actually wanna use the bathroom or?"

"Might as well. We're supposed to be fucking anyway so we don't wanna head back too soon" he winked at her and went inside.

A few moments later they were heading towards the garden again when they saw Noah conveniently talking to the group of people (Y/N) and Jax were talking to prior.

"God damn it" she exclaimed and turned her back to the group of people, facing Jax.

"Hey, relax. We're just teaching this guy never to look at your general direction again and we're out. You don't even have to do anything, count on me" he smiled.

He suddenly put a hand on each side of her face and got closer to her. She just gave him a weird look in return.

"He's looking, just follow my lead, okay?" his smile turned into a cheeky grin as he put a strand of hair behind her ear.

She nodded nervously, not knowing what 'follow my lead' meant exactly.

"We're just gonna pretend that we're talking for while", his voice was soothing as ever, "and that we're totally madly in love, okay?" he put both his arms around her waist as his eyes were looking into hers.

She laughed lightly at his comments, feeling completely safe in his arms.

"Okay, laughing. Nice touch" he tried to calm her down even more and she couldn't help but smile at her idiot of a best friend.

He kissed her cheek while discreetly looking at the guy behind.

She never really thought the phrase "melting in someone's arms" could be said literally until that very moment. Or maybe until he lowered his right hand a bit, which was now almost grabbing her ass.

Jax noticed that they were not being watched anymore so he slowly removed his hands from her body.

"Is he still looking?" (Y/N) asked oblivious.

"Um, yes" he lied while whispering seductively in her ear. He kissed her check yet again and then gave her a smile while brushing the top of her nose with his index finger.

"C'mon let's go teach this fucker a lesson" he said finally and they started heading hand in hand towards the group of people a few feet behind them.

The conversation was going pretty well until Jax and Noah started talking to each other.

"Don't listen to her, she's definitely getting that promotion. She's the best at what she does" the dark-haired guy said.

"I know, she's always humble like that."

"Besides our boss loves her."

"Who doesn't?" Jax had already put an arm around her shoulder and she looked at him playfully.

"Exactly."

"Noah, stop!" she mumbled all shy.

"What? It's true. I mean, you hang around with bikers for Christ's sake, that alone is proof that you could get along with anyone" he laughed. It wasn't a secret that (Y/N) was a friend of SAMCRO but even if it was, showing up with Jax Teller as her boyfriend would make it pretty obvious anyway.

"And I know that the type of girls that hang around bikers aren't exactly... well, they're nothing like you, so this only further proves my point."

His derogatory comment about women really started grinding her gears. "What type of girls hang around bikers Noah?" she asked ready to hear more sexist bullshit.

"You know, less clothing... brains... usually junkies... I know for a fact you're nothing like that."

"You don't know what I am" she said calmly trying not to sound too offensive.

"Well, I mean, from what I see. You're intelligent... and classy."

Jax was really not appreciating neither the flirting right in front of him nor the bad comments about his club. Especially since the guy was implying that (Y/N) shouldn't be with someone like Jax.

"Well, me and the guys love her just as she is and because of who she is. And yeah, she is different than the average girl that hangs with us but that's what we love about her; that although she looks innocent and harmless she can put a bunch of bikers at their place when she needs to."

(Y/N) was glad that Jax decided to speak since her response to Noah would've been a whole lot different and more towards the angry side. Also she loved everything Jax had just said about her and couldn't help but wonder if he meant any of it.

"Yeah, I'm just saying that I couldn't imagine her around you and your kind."

Jax was getting angrier by the minute with all these little comments.

"Well, my kind loves her actually. Just as much as I do. You should really come to one of our parties, she would completely change your mind" Jax smirked.

"It's not really... my thing."

"Yeah, I can imagine" Jax said with a voice full of irony. "You know, maybe (Y/N)'s not supposed to be around your kind, have you thought about that?"

Shots fired, she thought and couldn't hide the fact that she was enjoying it, especially when Noah couldn't find something to say in response.

There was some awkward silence for a while which was thankfully interrupted by a guy walking by and greeting both (Y/N) and Noah since he hadn't seen them since he got there.

When he left the tension prior was somewhat forgotten.

"Do you think we should get going?" she asked Jax since it was getting a bit late.

He was enjoying this too much to leave now though, so he told her that they could stay a bit longer.

"Aren't you having a good time love?" Noah asked her with a smirk painted on his face.

Just at the sound of the word love Jax was fuming. Maybe taking his knife holder off his belt wasn't such a good idea after all.

"I'm just a little tired. And I have kind of a headache." It was true. All this tension wasn't giving her a good time.

"Shit, why didn't you tell me earlier babe?" Jax asked her, his tone worried. "Do you wanna leave now?"

"I- If that's okay with you."

"Yeah, of course" he said looking at her eyes, before putting his hands on her cheeks and giving her a small yet passionate kiss.

Surprised was an understatement for what she felt then. The confusion was taken over by the warm fuzzy feeling inside her so she just stood there unable to speak.

"I'll go get our jackets" he winked at her and left quickly.

When they said goodbye to everyone and started heading towards the exit, (Y/N) asked him a question that summarised everything she was feeling after the kiss.

"What the fuck?"

"What?" he pretended he didn't know what she was taking about. He wasn't ready to face the consicuenses. Not yet.

"Jax, what the fuck was that? We didn't agree to this." She sounded mad even if she was dying for this kiss to happen for years. She just didn't imagine their first kiss, if that ever happened, to be... fake.

"If the dude was flirting with you when you were supposed to be with your boyfriend then he had no intentions of leaving you the fuck alone. I had to do it to shut him up. You should be thanking me about this."

They were by his bike now and Jax had a pack of cigarettes in his hand already. He lit one up and started taking big drags out of it, trying to calm himself down.

(Y/N) was waiting for him impatiently as the silence was growing heavier.

"I never asked you to do such thing" she said finally.

"I- I'm sorry okay? The dude was just pissing me off. Talking shit about me and the club and then flirting with you right in front of me. Who does he fucking think he is?" he exclaimed and with a quick motion threw his cigarette to the ground before stepping on it.

So that's what it was huh? Being pissed that someone flirted with 'his girlfriend' in front of him. His 'possession' being claimed by someone else. Which meant that the kiss, apart from being something fake, also happened for all the wrong reasons. (Y/N)'s mind was full of thoughts but the only thing that came out of her mouth was a depressing "Can we just go home?"

And so they did. (Y/N) had spent all the ride home trying to make sense of her thoughts. When she noticed that Jax was about to start following her to the door she stopped him.

"I... I'm kinda tired. Can we do the movie some othe time?"

"Yeah..." he paused, "yeah, sure." The disappointment in his voice was more than apparent. He had obviously noticed the change of her behaviour after the kiss but he would've never thought that she'd indirectly ask him to leave.

He would've also never guessed that this would go on for the following days. She would openly avoid him, making ridiculous excuses not to see him as well as not stepping foot in the clubhouse. Nevertheless he would still try to get in contact with her.

"Hey what's up? I've been trying to call you for 2 hours. Where are you?"

"Sorry, I was working. Had to work some extra hours these past few days and today was no exception."

"Are you at work now? I can come pick you up... go grab some lunch or whatever you're up for."

"I'm almost home now actually. And I'm pretty exhausted... we can arrange it for some other time though."

"I just wanted to talk to you" Jax said quietly.

"About what?"

"I- I don't know... I feel like I haven't seen you in forever. Just wanted to catch up with you."

"I'm sorry Jax..." She couldn't say anything further.

"Can I come over at least?"

"I... um... sure, okay."

God damn it (Y/N) you really need to learn how to say no.

When Jax arrived at her house he hugged her the second he stepped in. The warmth his body emitted as well as his cologne made her knees feel weak.

"What's up babe?" he asked her as he saw the sad expression on her face.

Oh I've just been avoiding my best friend for a week because he showed me that the only reason he'd ever kiss me is to show other men that they shouldn't be fucking with his 'possessions'.

"I'm a little tired. I had been working for hours."

"Shit, I'm sorry... How about that movie we were talking about the other day?" he had his hand on her cheek, "to get your mind off things, huh?" His husky voice and caring attitude made him even harder to resist.

"I was planning on having an early one tonight actually... and my head is killing me, I-"

"You know if you didn't want me to come over you could've just told me" he interrupted her before sighing. "Why are you doing this? You've been avoiding me for days for Christ's sake."

The truth is he obviously knew that her behaviour had changed after the party. He just wanted her to admit it, but when she didn't say a word he had to bring it up himself.

"Was... was me kissing you that bad?" he asked frustrated. "That bad that you have to avoid me without even giving me an explanation?"

She was pretty shocked that he actually took the conversation there.

"We could at least talk about it, you know... not have me trying to guess why it bothered you so much and why we're not even talking to each other all of a sudden" he said with a raised voice.

"I'm sorry Jax... I didn't mean to-" was the only thing she was capable of saying when she realised that she wasn't exactly ready to tell him that the only reason she was angry was the fact that this kiss meant nothing to him. Her eyes started watering.

"The last few days have been hell for me... with the club and my mom and Clay... and the only person I know that always has my back, that I can always turn to, has been avoiding me for a week. If- if I knew you'd hate me for it... a-and what your reaction would be, I would've never done it. I would've never kissed you." He scoffed. "I didn't know this would be the worst thing imaginable for you." The anger in his voice infuriated her as well.

"You really don't fucking get it, do you?" Her stomach was in a knot as she was trying to find the right words to speak. "Good damn it Jax... I just... I didn't want to kiss you under... these circumstances" she said in-between pauses, still not making herself 100% clear.

"You kissed me just because you didn't like that someone was flirting with your 'girlfriend' in front of you. Just to claim back your territory. Like I'm some fucking object."

"What's that supposed to mean? Our goal was to piss the guy off. And we did just that, what's your fucking point?"

"I didn't want our first kiss to be under those circumstances Jax" she spoke even louder than him. He froze when he realised what she had just said. His eyebrows were still furrowed but this time with worry and not anger.

"I just hoped that it could mean something to you" she was calm now, "but it didn't. And that... that's fine. I was just trying to distance myself in order to sort my thoughts out."

"I never told you what it meant to me. I..." he sighed deeply and looked down, unable to continue speaking. The silence was deafening.

"Jax, we've been avoiding... this... for a whole lot of reasons" she said referring to their complicated relationship. "I think it's better if it stays as it is and I know that so do you, I was just... a little surprised when it happened. That's all. And I know that avoiding you was not right, I'm sorry, but that shit hurts, okay? and distancing myself was the only thing that made sense to me."

"Well, finding an excuse to kiss you was what made sense to me. And doing it with the safety net that we're just 'pretending' felt like it might could've hurt less."

"Well, it didn't."

Summary: The Sons and (Y/N) are in Ireland and she gets teased after the guys hear her and Juice having sex.

A/N: Also let's just pretend that Tig traveled to Ireland as well because who else would tease her about it lmao

"Shit babe", (Y/N) whispered to Juice's ear, her naked body on top of his.

She continued moving her hips back and forth, with him inside her, only making their ability to maintain their moans weaker.

She raised her torso and put her hands on his chest, her body still in control, as a sexy moan left her mouth, turning her boyfriend on even more.

"Just like that baby... ah fuck", his whisper getting a little louder by the end.

All of her hair was hanging on the left side of her face while her upper body was hovering above him, her eyes closed.

"Fuck, baby", the only thing she was able to say between moans besides his name.

Juice was breathing heavily while admiring the beautiful sight of his girlfriend's breasts jumping up and down and the expression of pleasure drawn on her face. The fact that he was the one bringing her to that state pleased him even more.

Juice was moaning a bit louder now, as he felt the peak of his pleaserue arriving.

"(Y/N)... baby..." he whimpered between his loud moans, before he rested his hands on her hips, gripping on her like his life depended on it.

She run her fingers through her silky hair while she came, feeling Juice release inside her.

She collapsed on top of his warm body and gave him a tender kiss, while his eyes were still closed, the pleasure making him unable to think.

She breathed heavily on his neck before rolling off him to cuddle by his side.

He took her hand that was now laying on his chest and kissed it, as they were both trying to get their heart rates back to normal.

"I love you." he murmured and kissed her lips once she looked up at him.

"I love you too, Juicy.", her head was laying on his muscular chest now, while her hand was caressing his soft tanned skin. The warmth of their bodies was trying to beat Ireland's cold weather. (Y/N) got the blanket that was laying on their legs and spread it on their bodies. The bed was uncomfortable but they didn't mind. The only thing they cared about was that they were next to each other. With all the shit that went down in Charming the previous week they didn't have the time to see each other that often. So when something unpredictable happened and (Y/N) had to go to Ireland with the Sons, she decided to make up for all the time she had spent without her boyfriend. That's why the two decided to go to bed earlier than the others, to enjoy each other's company.

Laughs and loud conversations were still audible from the living room because of today's successful mission. The house they booked wasn't exactly a 5 star hotel and the walls were basically paper-thin.

"Do you think they're gonna call it a night any time soon?" Juice's tired voice broke their silence.

"I can go tell them to shut up if you want to... I can do it", (Y/N) told her boyfriend.

"I know you can. But please don't." Juice said all concerned which made her laugh.

"I am torn between being too hungry to sleep and too sleepy to go get some food. Do you think there's gonna be any pizza left?", Juice spoke again, his eyes and voice all tired.

"Can't you just smoke a cigg like normal people do after sex?" (Y/N) said sarcastically since she was exhausted as well.

"I'll go see if there's anything left in the kitchen." she said finally after she sighed and got out of bed. She slowly put her clothes on and stepped out of their room, the lights hitting her eyes a little too harshly once she got to the living room down the hallway.

She noticed that the conversation stopped once she got in the room and that some of the guys were trying to suppress laughs but she was too tired to care.

A few seconds later Tig chuckled and Opie was whispering to him to stop, still trying to suppress laughter. She got to the kitchen, put a few slices of cold pizza on a plate for her and Juice to share and then headed out again with the full plate on her hands. She was greeted with the same reactions.

"What's going on?" (Y/N) finally asked while raising an eyebrow.

No response apart from more giggles and Opie still whispering to the other guys to cut it off.

"Gotta get back the calories you burned, huh?" Tig finally said.

(Y/N) only now realised that it was pretty obvious that her and Juice had sex since they went to bed pretty early so she decided not to respond to the guys' comments.

"Can you blame them though? Sounded like a pretty intense work out to me." Chibs added.

It finally hit her. They heard them. They heard everything. Her cheeks started getting more rosy. She was pretty embarrassed since it was the first time something like that ever happened to her so she really didn't know how to respond.

"Just try to be a little more quiet next time please." Jax teased her.

"Yeah seriously. I mean I don't have a problem listening to your moans baby but let's just say that knowing how Juice sounds in bed isn't exactly one of my fantasies." Tig added, making everyone laugh even harder.

"I hate you guys. All of you." she said in response to her friends' jokes.

"Looks like Juicy boy is a freak in the sheets. That's how he got you, huh? Cause the sex's good." Chibs joked once again.

"Didn't even sound that good in my opinion. You gotta let a real man fuck you doll. They'd hear us back in Charming.", Tig said now.

"OH my god." she exclaimed annoyed.

As she started walking towards the exit of the living room, looking forward to her way out of the uncomfortable situation, she heard Tig again:

"Oh yeah, baby, Juicy yeah... that's it" he started mimicking her moans in a high-pitched voice.

"Fuck you." she said after turning around to face him, trying not to sound too bothered.

Nothing phased Tig though. He continued moaning and groaning while both his hands were on his face and his eyes were closed.

"Fuck baby, ah... shit, fuck", he was mimicking juice now, exaggerating the fake moans even more.

She was beyond embarrassed then, wanting to disappear from the face of the earth.

"Fuck you guys." was the only thing she was able to say, raising her voice to be heard between Tig's fake moans.

"Yes daddy, yes..." he continued, with a high-pitched voice this time.

"I didn't call him that, what the fuck" (Y/N) responded.

"Just wanted to add my own touch.", Tig explained calmly.

She rolled her eyes for what felt like the hundredth time and this time left the room for good.

"What took so long?" Juice asked once she was in their bedroom again. He grabbed a slice of pizza fast and took a big bite, while sitting on the bed.

She sat next to him; "They heard us. They were making fun of me." she said immediately, completely embarrassed.

He had a confused look on his face, as if he didn't understand what she had told him.

"They heard us fucking Juice." she blurted out, her voice raised.

"Okay so what?" he chuckled, still eating his pizza unbothered.

His lack of concern definitely gave her a confidence boost but she couldn't help but wonder how he was so unbothered.

"Do you seriously not care?"

"They just wanted to get a reaction out of you babe... They don't give a shit. Plus they're just jealous they're not the ones getting laid."

Summary: When (Y/N) tells the Sons she wants to work at Cara Cara they think she means as a porn actress.

(Y/N) was so excited to finally be at the clubhouse again after a busy week of not seeing the guys and Gemma. She was like family to them and they all missed her when she wasn't able to visit them often. As she walked into the garage she saw Jax and Opie sitting at the picnic tables having a conversation, before they both looked up to see her. A warm smile immediately lit up her face as she got closer to them giving them both a tight hug.

"Hey guys. I feel like I haven't seen you in forever" she whined, dragging the last word.

"I don't think that's our fault" Jax said teasing her and making her giggle.

"Shut up you know I'm busy", she began trying to justify why she hadn't seen them in over a week. "How have you guys been?"

They had been talking for a while, telling her all their news about their club business, the other guys and their families, before she got up and announced that she'll head to the clubhouse to greet the other guys too. Jax and Opie started following her inside as well, when they heard her squeal in excitement as she saw most of the other guys sitting at the bar and the couches. She lifted her arms up with a smile and gave everyone a warm hug while they were all greeting her with excited screams like little kids. Soon she was sitting at one of the stools by the bar.

"To what do we owe this honour, beautiful?" Tig asked with a sarcastic tone.

"You guys act like I don't work a 9 to 5 job, 5 days a week, and that's without the extra hours."

"Those 'extra hours' are getting a little too frequent, don't you think? Do you want us to have a few words with that fucker boss of yours?", Chibs questioned her trying not to sound too serious even though he knew they would actually do that for her if she agreed to.

"There's no need to..." she replied with an awkward smile on her face before she continued, "I confronted him..."

"Oh god..." Juice sighed, knowing you could get pretty intimidating while arguing with someone. The other guys laughed.

"No it's not like that. I was polite... at first."

"I can help you bury the body if you haven't taken care of that yet." Happy winked at her making everyone burst into laughs once again.

"Motherfucker's alive and well. I'm the one that would rather be buried right now."

Everyone's weird, confused looks and raised eyebrows made her clear up her last statement: "I got fired is what I'm trying to say here."

"Okay guys let's go, I hope you're all carrying" Bobby joked.

"I mean, I hated the job but it paid well. And now I have to look for a new one and I've been so anxious the last few days." she said after a while desperately.

"You could help at one of our businesses, if that works for you babe" Tig said concerned.

"Work with you? As what? Testing your guns and coke?" she raised her eyebrow.

"Don't act like you don't know we're going legit babe" Jax said with a smirk, putting his arm around her shoulders.

"He seriously asked her to work at the porn studio guys, start running." Chibs exclaimed.

(Y/N)'s confused facial expression turned into a frown of concentration. "Wait, actually that's not a bad idea... I could do that, I think. I mean if you guys want to of course."

More confused looks filled the room.

"It's not that we don't think you're... qualified... we just... are you sure you want to do this?" Juice paused every once in a while, trying to find the right words.

"Yeah. I mean working for a porn studio isn't exactly the thing to add to your resume but I don't care. It can be long-term and I hope you guys pay good, you know I have experience."

"This is different (Y/N). It's professional." Juice talked again. A worried expression on her face now.

"As much as we would all love to see you dressed up as a sexy schoolgirl with a short skirt and glasses fucking your classmates, we want to protect you... you have to think more about this. Seriously." Jax said, being the overprotective friend that he is.

A smile accompanied with a loud laugh replaced the forwn on her face.

"You guys are fucking idiots." The confusion around her reaching its peak.

"I don't wanna be a porn actress." she couldn't even finish her sentence, still laughing. "I wanna work at the office. You know, the financial department."

"Ohhhhhh..." everything finally made sense to the Sons.

"I'm very flattered that you actually considered it though." (Y/N) joked.

"Why didn't you say something? What the fuck were we supposed to think?" Jax chuckled.

"I thought it was obvious you idiots. You know, I have a little thing called an economics degree... and a few years of experience." she said with a tone of irony.

"You have more years of experience with-"

"JAX!" she cut him off and all the guys laughed.

"It's a deal then!" Tig said all excited. "If you change your mind though and want to work in front of the camera you just have to tell us." he winked.

"Yeah totally. We have this new idea for a movie. I think you'd be perfect for it. Hope you're into bondage." Juice said sarcastically and (Y/N) rolled her eyes.

"You're gonna have to go through a casting process though. I'm the casting director, just so you know." Bobby laughed, making everyone chuckle.

"That's it I'm leaving." she threatened them.

"Relax, relax. We're joking.", Jax said, his arm still around her.

"I'd be the one responsible for the casting if you came for an audition."