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Celtic Passion	By : VKLette Category: S through Z > Sons of Anarchy Views: 3874 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I do not own Sons of Anarchy....Kurt Sutter does. The first part of banter is thanks to a friend of mine on an RPG site...:D

It was a peaceful night at the bar, not to many people out which was rare for Reno but Amira wasn't going to complain. It meant more drinks for her and less bullshit to deal with. Ordering another round she hadn't really noticed the gentleman walk in and sit about two seats down from her. He was holding what looked like a bucket of chicken. She wondered who in their right mind would bring a damn bucket of chicken to a bar. Then again this was Reno so nothing should really surprise her.

She eyed the guy carefully as she was looking for anything she could find that was familiar. The one thing she noticed out of everything was his cut. His cut was the one thing she knew that would piss her off but for some reason that chicken looked more appealing than her hatred. Of course a few minutes later, the guy noticed her eyeballing his chicken. He offered some to her she shook her head in no thanks before finally deciding the hell with it and put down her Jameson, "Feck it..." Walking down his way she reached in and grabbed a leg as the guy started up a conversation with another patron of the bar.

Amira's eyes looked over at him carefully for a moment before she spoke, "Celtic? 'R is dat a wee 'it av Emerald Isle me hears?" Chibs was caught off guard from this sudden question as he studied the girl that had just come over and took a piece of his chicken. “A le'le. Belfast." He said before biting into the soft juicy meat of the chicken. He watched as her expression changed to slight disappointment before muttering an, "Oh." Her hand reached over and grabbed a bottle of Jameson that was sitting on the counter. Letting out a chuckle, Chibs heard Amira speak detecting a little Belfast in her accent as well but kept it to himself, noting it for later, "'Ormer Sambell?"

She seemed discontented with the idea of it as he watched her place a smoke between her lips. Reaching over he lit his lighter underneath it and watched her take in a few puffs before he answered, "An IRA, s'how ah got me lovely smile." He traced his cheek as he watched her gaze over his face cautious and carefully as if she was studying it. She almost looked envious of the fact he had one before she spoke her next sentence, "Least yers matches," her hand traced to the left side of her face as Chibs frowned. It was a bad thing to see something horrific on such a young woman.

"Sad ta see et on such a pretty face." Of course he was taken aback by her next question. "'Efore or durin' Jimmy?" He wondered who the hell this girl was that knew about certain people like that but he answered anyway, "Duren, twas Jemmy 'imself...." A long paused settled between the two of them as he pulled out a smoke of his own. He hadn't put it anywhere near his mouth, it was just more of a stall tactic or something to relieve the tension that was in the air. Though that tension was cut pretty quickly as she spoke again, " 'Ever was fond o' dat one."

"Luckily....ah carve tha same on 'im then stabbed tha' bastard..." He stared straight ahead his mind wondering to the day he gave the bastard what he deserved. He wondered now if things would have been different if he hadn't gotten himself in that bloody mess in the first place. One thing was for sure he still would do it all over again. Just to rid the world of Jimmy O'Phalen. He was lost in his own world until he heard the sound of gritted teeth and anger flaring a little.

"Less 'han wut he deserves....da bastard. McGee an' 'im both." Amira had her own skeletons in the closet and with hearing that she wished it had been her that gave him what he deserved. Then again it really wasn't his fault that she was stuck in the loony bin. That was more of a group decision on the IRA's fault. She sneer for a moment before he spoke again, "Aye, bu' ah was on tha clock an' et felt guud. Stell, wasn't afore 'ee took Fi and Kerry from meh."

Kerry? Kerry Anne?"

“Me daugh'er."

A moment passed as Amira gathered her thoughts as many emotions spread across her face from recognition to a bit of hatred. She spoke as she exhaled smoke, "Telford..." the only word that came out of her of mouth. Chibs looked over at her seeing the range of emotion. This girl was just grabbing his curiosity but what was worse was the negative vibe he got, "Felep Telford, mos' jes call meh Chebs." He ran a hand through his hair and drank a beer slowly as he picked at the chicken. Amira didn't answer his previous question. She was letting her mind run as she thought back to when she was little and her dad would tell her stories about the others that worked with him. Chibs watched the expressions on her face, "Ye know Fi an' Kerry?" He pulled out a smoke of his own and placed it in between his lips as she couldn't wrap his head around this one.

Amira sighed heavily as she ash and downed some more Jameson, "Stories mostly, 'rom me da." She looked towards the back of the bar a tad into the distance as her father was more of a touchy subject for her. "Oh? 'oo were yer da?" He had thought she looked familiar but couldn't place the face with her name. Something in his gut was telling him that he should stay away from this one but at the same time he couldn't. The gentleman in him couldn't pull away from a girl who seemed distressed, more of a damsel in distress to him.

"Conor.....Conor O'Tooley."

His internal memory spun around going through the catalog of former IRA, former Sons, everything trying to place a name with a face. He stood there a moment as he inhaled and suddenly it clicked. Blinking for a moment he looked at her. She was the same little girl, just grown up. The last time he could remember seeing her she was about knee high and in pig tails. This woman before him was grown up. "Damn." He watched her for a moment as she drank the Jameson and took a bite of chicken. His heart sank as she looked at her face.

He knew what it was like to carry that scar and it pissed him off that a girl her age had to carry such a burden. He ran a hand over his face for a moment before he offered her the only thing he knew his apology. "Fer wah' ets werth, ah'm sorry bout yer da. 'Es no' tha only one 'oos died twixt the IRA and SAMCRO. Luckily, we at SAMREN 're pullin' away from such shite. Too much blood."

Amira picked up the guitar carefully with her eyes not meeting his. She didn't understand on how he could say such things when he didn't know the future, didn't know the outcome. She didn't see them like he did. To her they were all liars, "So ye say. 'Ot sure Oi trust it. SAMBELL 'urt me family an' ripped me da away. Can' let 'em do it ter me again." Her fingers graciously strummed across the strings of the guitar as she played Mama, I'm Coming Home by Ozzy. Those cold eyes turned to look Chibs in the face.

Chibs watched her as a shiver was sent up his spine with all the hatred that harbored there. He sighed, "SAMBEL 'as a lo' ta answer for....so does SAMCRO, though Jax 'ere.....'es tryin' ta make thens righ'." It was the only thing he could say. The only thing he thought she would accept. A long pause stood in between them before he heard a sigh escape her lips as she stopped playing, "Jackson is a gran' paddy....always 'as been. Oi still don' trust yisser cleave. Nathin' against yer, Filip, but 'tis yisser cleave oi don' trust. Yer can tank McGee for dat."

"Ah take no offense, luv. Cut es wha' et es. All ah ask es t'judge tha man wearin' et, not tha whole club." Boy, wasn't it the truth. Often times a man who had done evil things and wore the cut made it harder for the honest ones to make it, especially when it came to people like Amira. One wrong deed and she judge the whole club like it was everyone's fault. Though it startled him when the next few words came out of her mouth as she sat down the Jameson on the bar, "Starin' ter see dat. Gonn' take som' time...."

A soft smile spread across his face as he answered her, "Et always does, luv." A long pause set in between them as Amira played the guitar and he smoked his cigarette enjoying the soft sounds of the acoustic. He motioned towards the Jameson, "Ye gonna share tha?" Amira smiled as she sat down the guitar and passed the Jameson offering an apology, "Sorry me manners.....eh....not dat grea'....'ot a people person." Amira's eyes watched carefully as he took the Jameson and drank some before explaining that he was used to it. Being around Samcro there towards the end, he was seriously used to it.

Amira smiled as she thought about an old story her dad used to tell her about Chibs. He used to tell her that when it came to him all the women would swoon and fall right into his lap like it was nothing at all. She chuckled for a moment as his expression quirked a brow as he wondered what the hell was so funny. "Me da used ter call ye de lady killa in yisser day...." Upon hearing his Chibs nearly choked as he laughed and shook his head, "Aye, guess so."

"Doesn' surprise me, Padraic, wus de seem. Cud 'ever stay mad at 'im me self. Must be de Telford Charm." Of course that stung her a little knowing what she had known about Padraic. He had died too young. Though, her mind wondered if Chibs had known of his nephew's death. She watched his expression for a moment as if to verify her suspicious. Of course it had hurt him as his face made a slight frown before he grinned wickedly, "Bowlen fillies o'ver since ah were a pup."

Amira shook her head as she looked at him and pulled out another bottle of Jameson from behind the bar, "Cocky. Dare is so much cockiness 'ill swell dat noggin av yers if yer 're not careful." Of course with this statement Chibs snickered and replied the best way answer he knew and the most truthful one he felt, "Bah, ne'er 'nough ego in ah man. Sides, mos' of et es wha' others 'ave said bout meh. Ah jes choose ta believe et." This was true most of the things that he has heard were nothing but ego boosting in which he took joy in believing. Chibs watched as Amira leaned over and tried to whisper as a grin spread across her face, "At laest yer are loike me da....said dat it wus 'is smile dat broot de 'oes a flowin." He nodded and grinned as he clamped his hand around the bottle she left on the bar top and tapped it with hers, "Ah'll drenk t'tha'."

Both took a swig as a silence fell upon them even though Amira's mind was running with questions. Ones that she was unsure to ask but with the more Jameson she drank the more brave she became, "Ye finally get Kerry an' Fiona back after Jimmy died?" Chibs laid his arms across the back of the chair as he thought about that some. Truth was he hadn't really. Fi was there but she was always so damn hot and cold. Kerry wasn't a child anymore and barely knew the man who had called her daughter. He sighed as he responded, "S'har'.....Kerry dun really know me....an' ah dunno wha' Fi wan's."

Amira's heart felt for him. She could tell he loved them, hell even when she was younger that's all her dad would brag about was how Filip Telford and his family were what he had wanted for him and her. Though, things were never that simple. "True so 'tis, but 'oy long 'av yer been withoyt dem Filip?" Amira fumbled to find a lighter as she placed a smoke between her pouty lips. She watched him carefully as he was fighting the best he could not to get too emotional about the conversation they were having. It had hit a nerve, one that he often doesn't touch. "Long time." He moved to light another smoke as he watched her fumble for a lighter. Without even a second thought he leaned over and lit hers for her. She offered a soft thanks as she inhaled, "Regardless, they are still family. Yisser family. Kerri-Anne is still jammy ter 'av 'er da alive."

Chibs felt rotten for a moment as he thought about that last sentence. Kerri -Anne still did have him but Amira wouldn't ever have her dad back, "Ah 'ad dinner wef 'er a while back. Pre'y li'e 'er mum, than' god." It was the truth, Kerri-Anne favored Fiona more than she did him which wasn't necessarily a bad thing but at the same time it wasn't the best of things either. It just meant more guys he was going to have to scare off with his shot gun and leather. Amira smiled at him, "Yisser no brutal lookin' either, “she winked playfully at him as she offered her words of encouragement, "That's gran'. Den al' is not lost...give 'er time...Fiona 'ill come raun..."

"Wul' be nice ta 'ave me wife again."

Amira chuckled as a thought cross her mind to try and lighten the mood. Perhaps it was the Jameson that brought it on, "Wha's a matta, dees sweet butts gettin' a wee to upbeat for an auld paddy? Hard ter keep up?" She grinned wickedly as a bark of laughter came from Chibs, "Darlin' ye've nuu idea...ask any of 'em. They'll swoon an' gren." Amira rolled her eyes, another one who thought he was God's gift to women. "Oi'm sure, oi'm sure...that's wat al' de boys in cleaves say."

"Aye bu' ahm serious." He winked at her which prompted a laugh that nearly made her choke on the Jameson, "Aye, an' oi'm de pope's daugh'er." A pause settled in between them as he tilted his head and took a drink of Jameson, "Ye asken' fer proof lass." With that comment a look of insult crept across her face. He was a bit shocked at her reaction as she narrowed her eyes, "I outta slap ye fer that."

She was obviously putting on her defenses which made him throw up his hands, "Jes inquirin'. Ye did na believe me, seemed ta me ye were asken fer a ferst 'and experience, is all." Amira let her nerves settle as she took a long swig of Jameson. There was no need to slam his face into the top of the bar is what she kept saying to herself. Gaining her composure, she responded with a bit of a sharp tongue, "Look 'ere, fossil. Don' 'eed ye ter clean me gutters so ter speak."

"Tch, ah ain' tha' old, lettle mess. As fer yer gu'ers, tha' up to ye." He grinned at her as he inhaled his smoke, "Ye'd be surprised wha' thes ol' fossel coul' teach a gal." Amira rolled her eyes again as she took a swig of her Jameson. Chibs was really putting on the charm and it was driving her crazy that she was finding it a little tempting. She growled mentally at herself telling herself to pull it together all the while her body was screaming for his touch. "Are ye always this charmin'?"

"Try ta be."

She sighed as she ran a hand through her hair looking down at her bottle. It was nearly three fourths of the way gone which had meant the booze was getting to her system making her judgment clouded. She smirked as she tilted her head towards him, "Some ol' dogs canna teach new tricks." This, by her standards, meant that old dogs just couldn’t handle what she had to offer. When it came to sex, Amira was one of those that enjoyed it rough and most often enough it was a little too rough for some men's tastes. The next statement out of his mouth nearly made her chuckled with amusement but she held it back, "Darlin' tha's cause ah've lerned 'em all." With a little wink he watched as she was biting her lower lip and had a look of lust in her eyes.

"Sure...sure I'd bet money on dat...."

Her responses were getting more and more invitational and Chibs was the type to call her out on it, which of course he did, "See, now tha' sounds like an invitation too, lass." Another roll of the eyes prompted from her as she responded back again with the sharp tongue, "Nigh yer jist soun' loike a cocky langer." Her wit did not go unnoticed as he was just beginning to grow cocky back at her, "An ye soun' like a gal wha' needs ta get laid." He seriously went there as she chuckled softly and responded with the utmost sincerity in her voice, "Dat' wut a Batter' Operated toy is fer. Don' nade de rayle thing."

Chibs blood boiled at that comment as he finished what was left in his bottle and stood up. He watched as she quirked a brow and stared at him curiously, "Issues?" Amira pulled a tissue from her pocket as she finished what was left of Jameson and smoke, " 'Ave a tissue fer yer issue." A few moments passed with nothing said between the two of them as he pulled off his cut. Amira had never seen something of the sort. Chibs carefully folded his cut and tucked it behind the bar in a safe spot. "Yer an odd fellow, " were the only words that came out of her mouth as she once more picked up the guitar and plucked the strings carefully.

"Righ'. Ef ahm gonna be compared to a damn vibra'er, then at least make et a fair comparison, aye?"

Amira let out a howl of laughter. A minute or two passed as she tried to catch her breath, " 'Old on....'old on....Didn' say ye...said didn' need the real thing....dare's a difference, luv."

"Ah'm standin' en fer all men on dis one."

Amira chuckled as she thought for a moment, "Sit back down....drin' some Jameson an' chill." Though now with all the booze she had drank with in the whole conversation between them her words were slightly slurred and her mind was not in the correct state of mind. Chibs looked at her, grinned, and then just shrugged. He grabbed his cut as his arm brushed against her bare shoulder, "Yer loss, lassie." Amira watched him walk towards the steps. She bit her lower lip and against her better judgment she grabbed her back pack and headed in his direction. When she was next to him Chibs grinned as he wrapped his arm around her waist.

As they headed up the steps, Chibs made it to where she was teased and tormented the whole way to where they were going by letting his hand slid upward towards her breast only to be slightly surprised that Amira was wearing no bra. He let his fingers tweak and rub along her nipple. Her body responded by them hardening underneath his touch. He knew in the direction they were headed since they were in his club’s bar, so he let his lips teased and tormented the flesh on her neck. Amira let out an involuntary groan as she could only stand so much.

His tongue caressing her skin his teeth had just bitten into. Getting frustrated and impatient, she moved quickly as she slammed him against a hallway wall. His body hit hard with a thud as he let out a grunt. She slid her leg in-between his. She could feel the semi erection through his jeans as she bit into his neck. Salty and sweet tastes filled her tongue as she moved along his jaw finding his lips. Chibs responded quickly to her actions as he engulfed his mouth with hers letting his tongue swirl inside. They stayed that way only for a few moments as he grinned and grinded his knee against her crotch. He felt her hips sway with him as they moved a little further him still alongside of the wall.

Chibs was not going to let her be dominate in this one. It was him who was supposed to teach her a lesson. He pushed right back them once more slamming into another wall as he pulled her hands above her head and moved his mouth along her jaw, down her neck, and stopping at the top of her breasts. She didn't have the biggest cup size in the world but it wasn't the smallest either. They were just enough to fill his hand and peek through the sides. His tongue traced along the top as he bit softly. He didn't want to hurt her though something inside of him told her that was exactly how she enjoyed it.

He made his way to her nipple letting his tongue swirl around the now tighten bud as he heard her gasp. He suckled on her left nipple before switching to the right. Unsatisfied with just one getting more attention to the other, he alternated on which hand would hold her hands up and which one would caress her. All the while her body grinded against his. Getting frustrated with not having control Amira used her strength to get the upper hand back as she slammed him into a door just barely missing the knob. A groan escaped Chibs' lips as she sunk her teeth into his neck and moved her hands downward towards his belt buckle. With a hurried but agile movement his belt was undone. Amira grin underneath their kiss as she heard the zipper move its way downwards. She used a hand to reach inside of his pants, letting the palm of her hand massage his cock. Chibs groaned as pushed her back a little. He didn't want to do this in the hallway, not in front of everyone. If she had been a sweet butt sure but she wasn't a sweet butt or a Croweater, "Nae haur." His voice was ragged and he was nearly breathless as he moved her down the hall to a room marked with a Scottish flag.

Opening the door, they were immediately pulled together again as he slammed the door with his foot. Once inside they resumed the same type of activity as when they were on the outside. Chibs moved to pull her shirt over her head only for her to be impatient and moved to rip it apart. Tossing the strands aside he reached out and grabbed her body pulling it close to him as her fingers enlaced into his hair tugging at it being slightly possessive as their lips locked. Her body filled with heat and desire as they moved throughout the room pulled clothes off of one another. Along the way smashing into a few walls, knocking things off.

Amira pulled his shirt off and stopped abruptly as she stared at the scars along his chest. A feeling of sympathy washed over her as she lightly kissed each one. Her lips savoring his salty skin as finally she made her way up his jaw to his cheek where she planted soft sensual kisses mixed with small caresses of her tongue from one part of his Glasgow smile, to his lips, and to the other side of his smile. She pulled back looking him in the eyes. For the first time, since he had met her, Chibs saw softness to them. It was serene, sweet like.

They stood there in that moment before he moved too slowly removed her leather pants from their place along her curvy hips. With a soft thud they landed in the floor giving him a new discovery that she not only wore no bra but she was going commando. He groaned lightly as pulled her close feeling the heat radiate off her skin. Placing his lips upon hers his hands moved cupping her ass. His palms rolling across her flesh. She growled out of the corner of her mouth obviously not pleased with the pace they were going as she shoved him into his dresser. He let out a soft hiss of pain before she pulled his jeans and boxers onto the floor.

She was a little surprised at the sheer size of him. Most men with this much size usually bragged about it, Chibs on the other hand kept it a fun surprise. She grinned wickedly as she used her tongue, letting it circle in motions around his tip very carefully. She heard him gasp which prompted a grin across her face. She slowly lapped her tongue from the tip down to the shaft until her tongue reached the base. She licked him as if his cock was a lollipop. Her mouth hovered over his cock she blew carefully as she watched goose bumps appear on his legs. Chibs reached back and gripped the dresser behind him before he reached out and placed a hand on the back of her hand trying his best not to force her on to him.

She grinned with this knowledge as she cupped his balls with one hand slowly massaging, using her other hand she wrapped it around his cock towards the base slowly stroking. Chibs groaned as it was taking everything he had not to throw her on the bed right then and there to fuck the living hell out of her. Amira removed her left hand from his balls and replaced it with her mouth pulling one in at a time suckling gentle. She knew what guys liked, granted she wasn't a slut and didn't sleep around a lot but with her observation skills came in handy. Removing her mouth from the area she was focused on she slowly eased her lips around him taking him in an inch at a time. Sliding her tongue back and forth she managed to get him nearly all the way in minus maybe an inch or two. Repeating her steps a few more times, he couldn't take it anymore finding himself thrusting into her mouth. He pushed away from him and on to her feet as he roughly slammed her against a wall.

His fingers moved with nimble quickness as they started out around her nipple circling carefully as he made sure her mouth was previously occupied with his own. Of course Amira tried to regain control of the situation by reaching for his member but was quickly denied as he made a swift motion and was pinning them behind her back. He moved her against the post of the bed as he reached down with his free hand grabbing one of his socks on the floor as he tied her hands to the post of the bed still standing. He grinned at her only to see her look irritated that she couldn't move her hands. Quickly distracting her he moved to bite roughly at the nape of her neck. He caressed those bites with small kisses. He moved downward placing his skilled lips and tongue on her nipple letting each one harden underneath his touch. Moving from her nipples to her stomach he watched as she squirmed to get away.

He looked up at her giving her a tsk tsk tsk as was on his knees. He placed his palm on the outside of her honey pot and massaged gentle. His mouth landed quickly on the inside of her thigh as he forced her legs apart. His nimble finger moved slowly as they traced along her folds teasingly. Amira bucked her hips in response, pleading for more. "Stop buckin' dohs 'ips or oi 'ill stop everythin'." Amira looked at him with a you're fucking serious look. Chibs grinned as she obeyed and let out a soft growl. He waited for a few more minutes before he continued.

He flicked her clit lightly once and she jumped. He chuckled softly as he circled her clit slowly letting his other hand ease two fingers into her opening. She was already wet and he could feel her silkiness engulf those two fingers. For someone of her age, it was rare to have them as tight as she was. Amira looked down at him seeing the curiosity in his eyes followed by the wonder. She quirked a brow carefully watching him. Chibs moved his fingers ever so slowly in and out as he worked her clit. Amira did her best not to squirm as he was finding her favorite spots with ease.

He positioned himself to where her left leg was tossed over his shoulder while he hovering his mouth over her opening. His hot breath making her weak at the knees as her breathing became ragged which made him do nothing but grinned. Easing his tongue down her folds he heard Amira gasp as he could feel her tense trying to not buck her hips in anticipation. He laid his tongue out flat licking slowly upwards and then stopping for a moment before repeating this motion. He could feel her get wetter and wetter by each stroke of his tongue. Moving inwards he found her throbbing center as he slowly circled his tongue around. Amira was panting making soft moans and ohs. She hated the fact that she couldn't reach down and run her hand through his hair.

Chibs quickened his pace which caused her to squeal with pleasure. He searched for a moment or two before finding that one particular spot on a woman that make her cum harder than anything else in the world, including that vibrating boyfriend. He knew when he had found it because Amira's moaning started to grow louder and closer together as she placed an Oh God in it every now and then. He didn't force her to calm her hips as they rotated with the movements of his hands and tongue. Within about five minutes later, a scream erupted from her lips as her body convulsed. Following the scream his face became covered in juices. Grinning satisfactorily, he continued his pace as she squirmed and pleaded with him to stop. Round two. He continued this path until he had her to a point of four orgasms and she was trying to push him away with her legs.

Amira had gotten successful once as she used her feet as leverage and with the last convulsion pushed him roughly backwards. Chibs grinned as he used the back of his hand to wipe his face, "What's de matter, lass, 'ad enoof?" Amira glared at him as she used what strength she had left to rip the sock tying her down breaking off the ball of the bed post. Her eyes held an unhinged look about them as she walked towards him and kissed him roughly. Her mouth crushing upon his, they moved within the room crashing onto furniture, pulling frames off the walls, etc. Chibs pulled her up as she wrapped her legs around him. He didn't ease her onto his throbbing cock rather he plunged himself roughly into her causing her to cry out.

Amira dug her nails into his shoulders as she moved with him. He slammed into her as she screamed in pleasure. He moved with her as they fell back onto the bed, Amira claimed the top. As she rode him he reached up with his left hand caressing her clit while his right squeezed and toyed with her nipple. While on top of him another orgasm embraced her body in turn causing him to concentrate not to nut. The walls of her pussy clenched and unclenched around his member. She went to stop but he wasn't having it. He held her hips as he thrust himself faster and harder. Getting tired of the position they were in Chibs flipped her on her back pulling her legs nearly over her head. Amira closed her eyes as an, "Oh Filip," came out of her mouth.

Chibs looked down at her, "Open yer eyes." When she wouldn't he slowed the pace making her whine a little bit. He placed a hand under her chin moving her face towards him, "Look at meh, Amira." Without much hesitation Amira obeyed as she looked at him. He smiled as resumed the quicker pace. About another twenty minutes went by as they continued this him having to slow his pace to ensure that he didn't nut before it was time to. The final time they slowed down, Amira blinked a few times before speaking, "Let's 'hange position......mmmmm...I.....wan'......ahhh.....ye....ter.....take me....'rom.....behind."

Chibs kind of looked at her for a minute before deciding what the hell. He eased off of her. When Amira when to turn around she looked down at his throbbing member, she could see signs of pre-cum, he had been holding back for quite a while. Grinning she leaned down and took her tongue and grazed across the tip of his cock. Chibs shuttered at this very motion. Amira wasn't being quick with her movements which caused him to grab her and flip her over. He pinned her arms behind her using them as leverage as he pounded into her. His own breath was becoming ragged and a rasp as she looked back at him. "Cum...wit'....ahhhhhh....me..." Chibs could feel her insides moistening as she slammed herself against him. He couldn't hold back much longer at his movements became more aggressive and his grunts becoming more frequent. Amira's movement were becoming less and less as she could feel herself start off with a small orgasm. Chibs let out a few more thrusts before his plunged himself deep and hard into her one last time, both climaxing together.

Collapsing both laid there for a moment trying to catch their breaths, Chibs looked at her as he moved a piece of hair out of her face. He looked at her face and place a hand on her face stroking her scar lightly as she was so worn out she didn't even put up any protest to laying in the bed next to a Son. Soon sleep overwhelmed him as he found himself wrapping an arm around her pulling her close. It was a one-time thing, they both knew it but it was nice to have a person in your bed that wasn't wearing a cut or looking to kill you. For now they would sleep in each other’s arms just for this one night. Tomorrow would be a different day both would be sore and both would be bruised but tonight they were going enjoy what they had.

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