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   Jax fell into Happy's arms, sobbing. Clay backed up, shaking his head when Juice went to pull him away. "He needs this... We can make one exception." The group backed up, letting Happy hold the sobbing Vice President. "Shh... Love..." He rumbled over and over. Jax was unresponsive, holding onto Happy's arms for dear life. "We gotta get him out of here." Opie said softly. Happy nodded, scooping Jax easily into his arms. He carried the quivering blonde across the docks. "He can't ride like this." Happy said. Clay nodded. "Move his bike under cover. I'll come get it with the truck once we get him home... Take him to the clubhouse... Still no gay shit, regardless." Happy scowled. "Really, Clay? At a time like this?"

"Especially at a time like this. Juice, stay with the bike." Juice nodded. Chibs helped Happy get Jax situated on the back of his bike. "Hold on, honey..." Happy whispered, and nodded when Jax's grip tightened. He still sobbed into the back of the older mans jacket. Happy took off, taking the roads careful, afraid a sharp turn would throw his disgruntled lover right off of the bike. Chibs and Tig kept pace on either side of him while the others rode ahead.

   At the clubhouse, Chibs and Happy helped him off the bike. He allowed Hap to lead him lethargically to the apartment. He fell onto the bed, a deadpan stare, his tears finally drying. Opie stepped into the door. "Can you stay with him tonight? Here? I'll go to Tara... I think he needs you tonight." Happy nodded. "Of course, brother." He bent over and began working Jax's shoes off, rubbing his hip. Opie entered fully to help him out, very little resistance, but also very little help, from Jax. Happy covered him up once they got him down to his boxers. Happy kissed the corner of his mouth. "Can I get you anything?" He whispered. Jax shook his head. "I'm gonna go help Clay with your bike... If you need anything just yell... Someone will hear you, and get me." Jax nodded, holding the pillow to his chest. Happy turned his head and pressed a deep kiss on his mouth. "Don't let Clay see that..." Opie whispered. "He's still ready to end you two... Even with this shit." Happy looked Opie square in the eye. "Fuck Clay."

   Happy sighed. It'd been two days now since Abel's abduction, and Jax had barely moved from his spot in the bed. He rose twice a day to relieve himself and rolled onto his back close to twenty times a day to have a cigarette... No eating, no drinking, no speaking. "Jax... You need a shower." Happy suggested. Jax shrugged, taking a long drag. "Take one with me. I miss us." Jax gave him an almost sad look. "My son was just abducted... Forgive me if I don't want sex." He croaked. Happy was insulted. "I didn't mean sex, Jax... I meant us. You... Letting me in... I want to comfort you." Jax looked back into his eyes. Happy sighed sadly. "I need to go on a run with Clay... I'd just hoped I could feel more confident leaving you for those few hours." Jax shook his head. "Just go... I'll be fine." Happy chuckled. "Shit liar. Opie's right... But I do need to go soon, and I need to visit my aunt and mother... I'll be back around nine, okay?" Jax nodded. Happy stood and gave him a soft peck on the mouth. "I love you, Jax."

"I love you too..." Happy sighed sadly and left, looking back longingly at Jax.
   "What do you mean he's gone?!" Happy roared, overturning the small card table. Juice winced. "I couldn't stop him! He was determined!"

"God dammit! Where did he go?!"

"Home!" Happy snarled again and tuned to walk out the door. Clay placed a hand on his chest. "Stop. He probably went home because he doesn't need you right now. He needs his old lady. His first love. Let him heal with her... You obviously weren't doing any good." Happy growled but said nothing. He shoved Clay's hand off his chest and stormed into the apartment, slamming the door. Opie sighed. "Why do you gotta do that shit, Clay? They're sensitive."

"They're fucking motorcycle club members, they can't be sensitive. Now get into the chapel so we can discuss this Abel business."
   Happy dozed lightly on Jax's side of the bed, his face troubled. He barely heard his phone ringing and almost let it go to voicemail. Upon realizing it may be Jax, he hopped awake and answered with a gruff, "hello?"

"Happy, is that you?" A woman's voice, frantic. "Yeah... Who is this."

"It's Tara, Jax's gi--old lady." He sat up. "What is it? How'd you get this number?"

"I'm on Jax's phone... Happy can you come over? Jax is here... But he's... He's so deep into his grief... I don't know how to help him... Please... I know you don't like me that much... But him... He's scaring me."

"I'll be over in ten minutes."

"Just you... He doesn't need anything else to stress him out." He grunted and hung up, getting up. He changed clothes and headed out. "Call if anyone needs me."

"Where you going?"

"Tara called. She needs help with Jax."

"I'll go instead." Clay said, standing straight, he'd been leaning in the bar. "No, Tara asked that only I go. He's a mess." Chibs stepped up. He cuffed Clay in a brotherly way as he passed. He squeezed Happy's shoulder. "Call me if you need anything there... And keep me updated." Happy nodded and walked off.

   Tara was sitting at the kitchen table, her head in her hands, when Hap entered. "Where's he at?" He asked, sitting across from her. Tara motioned to the bedroom down the hall. "He hasn't left Abel's bedroom since he came... He's been at the clubhouse hasn't he?" Happy nodded. "Yes, but he hasn't been anything... Just... A lump... I haven't even been able to get him to eat, let alone shower or talk...."

"Please. You need to be able to do something,.. He loves you, Happy." Happy nodded. "I'll try my best." He rose and walked into the bedroom, sighing sadly. Jax was curled up on the couch in Abel's room, holding his son's blanket tight to his chest. He was rocking gently back and forth, his eyes shut. Happy sat next to him and carefully pried the blanket from his hands. Jax leaned on him, nuzzling into his chest. "Here... Let's get a shower for you... And then bed, okay?" Jax shook his head. "No..."

"Yes, Jax. You're scaring Tara... and you're scaring me." Jax shook his head again. "I can't..."

"You can. I'll help, We're going to get Abel back, Jackson."Jax winced and buried his face in Happy's chest. Happy looked up, smiling softly at Tara. "Will you help me get him into the shower?" He asked. Tara nodded, walking over. She pet Jax's greasy hair. Happy rose and scooped Jax up, carrying him to the bathroom as Tara rushed ahead, starting the shower. Happy and she helped Jax strip and get into the shower. "Need help?" Jax shook his head, bracing his hands on the wall in front of him as the water ran over his head and chest. Happy pulled the shower shut and stepped out, closing the door partway. Tara was standing in the hallway, her arms crossed protectively in front of her. She locked gazes with Happy for a moment then rushed him, wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug. Happy hugged her back, burying his face in her hair. "I'm so sorry, Tara... Everyone has been focusing on Jax... You lost your son as well."

"Jax's boy... I think he blames me."

"He doesn't. He blames himself." She nodded weakly, not an agreement of any sort. He led her into the kitchen and pulled out two beers and handed her one. "We gotta get him back... Soon. The longer we wait to go after Abel, the more out of reach he gets." Tara nodded sadly. "But how?"

"Just... Doing what you and I do best. We know Jax better than anyone, save for maybe Opie, and maybe his mom... We just use what we know to advantage." She nodded.

   The two sat in silence, sipping the beers, deep in their own thoughts. Both rose when they heard the shower click off. Tara motioned to Happy. "Go..." Happy grabbed her hand and led her through. He let go to push open the door, catching Jax's gaze in the bathroom mirror. He walked up and wrapped his arms around Jax, nuzzling his neck. "Let me put you to bed.." He rumbled. Jax turned his head, nuzzling Happy's face. "I wanna go back to the clubhouse..."

"Tara needs you too, Jax. I'll stay here tonight." Jax nodded, looking up and smiling at Tara through the mirror. He slung a towel over his lean hips and walked over to her, pulling her into a tight hug. Tara hugged back, nuzzling his chest. Happy entered the bedroom quietly, leaving them to their time. He pulled down the covers and waited for them. Tara led Jax quietly into the bedroom. He kissed her mouth and crawled onto the bed, dropping his towel to the floor. Happy leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to his mouth, holding his damp hair. Jax smiled and laid flat, curling around the pillow. Happy covered him and scooped up the towel, walking to the door. He shut it as he and Tara walked back to the living room.

"Why doesn't he leave me?" Tara blurted as she and Happy sat on the couch. "What?"

"Jax. Why doesn't he leave me, just tell me to put up a front and babysit the baby?"

"Because without you he wouldn't be whole, Tara."

"But he's so in love with you." Happy shook his head. "I fill part of his needs. Submission, femininity, beauty... You fill his others... Tradition, family, dominance." He got quiet, contemplating. "If either one of us were to leave him now that he's found such a good balance, it would tear him apart." Tara nodded, understanding. "I don't think... I don't think I've ever really understood that aspect... It all seems so strange to me, even after these months of this...” Hap shrugged. “Relationship are hard.” Tara chuckled and finished off her beer. She caught Hap stifling a yawn and nodded. "I agree... I'm going to bed." Hap nodded. “I'll follow.” They walked to the bedroom hand in hand.

   Tara stripped into a tank top and boy shorts, Hap to his boxers. He crawled into bed facing Jax, hooking his arm over his shoulders. Jax cuddled into Hap's chest. Tara crawled behind, her arm going around Jax's waist. She snuggled into his back.
   Jax awoke, disoriented. He felt two sets of arms around him... Tara's familiar, smooth arms wrapped around his hips, and Hap's firm, protective arms around his shoulders. He shifted a little, feeling his silky bottom sheet under his bare shoulders. "Fuck..." He whispered. Happy awoke at Jax's movement, his arms pulling him tighter instinctively. "Are you okay?" Jax nodded, nuzzling into Hap's chest. "Everything is mixed up..."

"You need a break... Go back to sleep, it's early still."

"Gotta piss." Hap grunted and moved back enough to let Jax slip over him. “Is Tara okay?”

“Yes... Go take a piss and come back to bed." He grunted, closing his eyes.
   When Hap woke again, he and Jax were alone in bed. He rose carefully, so as not to wake his sleeping lover, and padded into the kitchen. Tara was standing at the stove, frying bacon. She turned and smiled weakly at Happy. "I figured you might be hungry... And since Jax hasn't eaten for so long... I thought maybe he might today." Hap nodded. "Good idea. Home cooked food might be what he needs... God knows it's better than the fast food Juice thinks is edible." Tara chuckled. "A group of overgrown boys... Did I expect more?" Hap snorted. "I resent that." He said, lighting his morning cigarette.

   Tara sat down, playing her fingers over the designs of the table. "I'm scared, of losing Abel... Of losing everything... If we lose him... He'll leave me... He doesn't need to put up a front if he doesn't have a kid that needs a mother."

"Tara, he loves you." He said simply. "He won't leave you because of Abel... He needs you as much as you need him and he needs me. Like I said last night... He needs us both to make himself whole." She nodded gently. "Happy... Do you really think he'll find Abel?"

"No." He looked up at her. "I think that we will find Abel." He reached over and set his hand over hers. "Or I will die trying. You and I may have our differences, Tara... But I love Abel. The whole club does. I won't let this go without a fight. You guys are my family too." Tara smiled and squeezed his hand. "Moving in on my woman when I'm asleep... That's low, Hap." A tired sounding Jax entered the kitchen in his jeans, shirtless. He rubbed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. Hap grinned at him, and he tried his hardest to return it. He leaned over and pressed a kiss to his mouth, then turned and looked at Tara."I'm sorry for scaring you..." She shook her head, reaching up and taking his hand. He leaned over, pressing a kiss to her mouth. "Breakfast smells good."

"Good... You gonna eat?" Happy grunted. He lit a cigarette for Jax and handed it over. Jax nodded. "I'm going to eat..." Happy stood and squeezed Jax's shoulder. "We're going to get him back, brother." Jax nodded. "I know." Tara rose and began plating up breakfast.

Happy's phone rang in his cut across the room. He went to grab it, scowling. "Yeah?" Pause. "Yep." He began to grin. "Sure." He snapped the phone shut. "You're getting visitors."

"Who?"

"Chibs and Opie... We have a lead on Abel." Jax nodded. "What?"

"Don't know, but you know that really squeaky voice Juice starts squawking in when he gets excited?" Jax laughed. "Yes..."

"That's what I could hear in the background." Jax laughed a little, shaking his head. "I'll get dressed."

"You'll eat." Tara said, setting the plate down on the table. Happy chuckled a little behind his hand. "You're going to eat too, Happy." Happy's face went stoic and Jax chuckled, sitting down and beginning to eat.
   The front door vibrated a little as Opie pounded on it. Tara jumped. "Jesus... Bring the house down." She joked, rising to get it. Jax rose, wiping his mouth. The group filed in, Opie, Chibs, Clay, Juice, and Bobby. They surrounded Jax loosely, all quiet. "How are you doing, Jackie Boy?" Chibs asked quietly. Jax gave him a hug. "I'm okay."

"You look better..." Opie commented, giving him a soft hug. "Smell better too." Bobby commented, and a chuckle rippled through them. "Any word on Mom?"

"Tig has her safe and sound." Clay said. Jax nodded. "So, Abel?" He asked. The group began to dissipate, taking a seat where they could find it in the living room. Happy sat and Jax sat on the arm of the couch next to him, ignoring Clay's glare of disdain. Happy squeezed his knee, rubbing gently as Chibs and Opie took turns explaining the lead they'd gathered on Abel. Tara stepped up behind Jax to listen, placing one hand on his shoulder and one hand on Happy's.
   Jax snuggled up to Happy, sighing. "You know I can't stay here tonight..."

"I know... It's bullshit. No one from SAMBEL will come in here..." Happy shrugged and kissed Jax's mouth. Tonight was their first night in Belfast, Ireland, starting a long search for Abel.

"What exactly are we, Hap?"

"Whatcha mean?" Jax shrugged. "A couple? Friends with benefits.. Open relationship, what?" Hap shrugged, his brow furrowing. "Don't know... Never really thought about the details." Jax nodded. Hap sighed and stood up, stretching "I guess... We're open? I mean... We're with Tara, you have to be, so... It makes sense..." Jax nodded slowly, biting his lip. "Okay..."

"I've gotta get out of here before Clay catches us." Jax nodded. "Give me a kiss." Hap chuckled. "Bossy." He rumbled, leaning over and pressing a hard, needy kiss to Jax's soft lips. He walked out with a longing glance back at his tired lover.
   "What are you doing?" Happy whispered as Jax pushed him into the darkened alley behind what served as SAMBEL's clubhouse a few nights later. Things had been taking more and more turns for the worse, and this was an unexpected attack from his blonde lover. "I need you." Jax whispered, agony evident on his face. "What happened?" Happy grabbed his shoulders. Jax buried his face in Happy's chest, breathing heavily. "I have a sister..." Happy scowled, pushing Jax back to look into his eyes. "What are you talking about?"

"Trinity, that cute red head that's been cozying up to me?" Happy nodded-- He'd been a bit jealous. "She's my half sister... I... We got carried away and then her mom and Gemma... They caught us and they broke it up and... Fuck!" He pulled away from Happy and turned, rubbing his forehead. He lit a cigarette with shaking hands. "She's my fucking half sister. My father got her mother pregnant when he ran away up here after Thomas... Jesus Christ." Happy sighed softly and wrapped his arms around Jax, nuzzling his neck. "It's okay, Jax... Nothing happened, so it's okay."

"I almost fucked my sister, Hap."

"But you didn't." Jax sighed and turned to look at him. Hap offered a toothy grin. "Everyone makes mistakes. Plus. Why fuck her? You've got me." Jax chuckled. "I haven't been able to have you in weeks, Happy."

"I'm here now."

"Yeah. And someone could easily catch us."

"Let's go for a midnight ride then." Jax sighed softly, a smile playing at the corners of his lips. "You know Clay won't let us."

"Does he need to know?"

"I hate to say it, but yes... If we go missing, especially here, not only is it going to send him into a rage, it'll send Gemma into a panic, and they're liable to have the whole fucking crew, including the Belfast brothers, looking for us... It'd be bad enough to have Clay catch us mid-coitus... Can you imagine if McGee caught us? Or Liam?" Hap sighed, a whine barely evident under his gruff tone. "Fine... You're right... But I do miss you..." Jax ran his fingers delicately down Happy's cheek to his chin. "I promise. When we get back to the states."

"Tara. She'll need you when we get back."

"There's enough of me to go around, babe." Jax said, leaning on the wall next to him. "I'll split my time with you two, just fine... Tara seems to be adjusting better to you and me, so it'll be easier to work with her... I hope." Happy grunted and lit a cigarette of his own. Chibs came around the corner and smiled. "Was looking for you, Jackie. McGee thinks he might have some news on Abel. Come in after your smoke, yeah?" Jax shook his head and crushed out his cigarette. "I'll go now." He pecked Happy's mouth quickly before heading around the corner with Chibs. The Scot smiled softly. "You and him... You two look good together... Does he treat you well, Jax?" Jax nodded. "He's amazing... It's great."

"Are you two serious now?"

"I don't know..." Jax shrugged helplessly. "I don't know exactly what he wants. I'd be willing to be monogamous if that's what he wanted, but I don't want to bring it up... I mentioned it before and he sort of closed up on me." Chibs' expression turned slightly disapproving. "Don't let him use you, Jackie Boy."

"He's not using me... Not that way... I can feel something... I just... This is so fucking new to us... And Tara... The MC... It's hard to find a balance of where we really need to be." He shook his head. "But that's not here or there. Right now all I want to focus on is finding my fucking son, and Happy respects that."

"Aye." Chibs grunted. He smacked Jax on the back and opened the door to the clubhouse for him.
   Happy paced the room like a caged animal, his hand up by his mouth, the other holding his opposite side. His fingers flexed every few seconds as he squeezed at his ribs. Jax was on his way to finalize a deal for his son's safe return... Ad against Happy's advisement, he went without the rest of the club. Clay snarled. "Would you sit down, Happy? Jesus, you're driving me crazy with that fucking pacing!" Happy made a face to talk back but decided against it. He grunted and plopped heavily into a chair across the room from Clay. "Thank you!"

   Jax entered the room, out of breath, a small blue bundle in his arms. The entire MC rose. Happy reached him first, followed quickly by Gemma. She tried to bump Hap out of the way but he wasn't having it, reaching out and pulling Jax into a gentle hug, kissing the whimpering, confused Abel on top of his blonde head. Gemma scooped Abel out of Jax's arms, nuzzling him and holding him close. The rest of the club surrounded the three, cooing to the baby, talking to Jax. A peace came over the group then, that they hadn't felt in weeks, and that many hadn't expected to feel again. Chibs clapped Jax on the back, all smiles. Jax had his arm loosely around Happy's hips, the rest of his club were surrounding them, he knew no one outside their chapter could see the touch. Clay walked up and scowled at the arm, looking Jax in the eye. Jax sighed, his relieved, peaceful smile fading. He dropped his arm and shoved his hands into his jeans. "What happened?" Clay said softly. Jax sighed and began to explain, the trade off, the priest, the discussion. Clay listened attentively. He clapped Jax on the back when he'd finished. "If he's going stateside we can get him, son. He will pay for this." Jax nodded slowly, biting his lip. "I say we get the fuck out of here." Tig said then, earning a cheer from the group. Abel, still in Gemma's arms startled, then began to giggle, craning his small neck to see the familiar faces of SAMCRO.
   "This is awful." Happy said softly, looking over everything. "We really are stuck going, huh? Can't get that bitch to let us off completely?"

"No way. The guns. Her uppers fought her with this, I guess... We are asking a lot." Happy nodded. "So all of us, except for Chibs and Op then... At least three years?"

"Fourteen months if we're good little boys." Clay grunted, shaking his head. "I hate it, but we gotta do what we gotta do... This is best for the club." Everyone nodded. "Get it into motion, Jax." Clay said, leaning back in his chair and puffing lightly on a cigar. Jax lit up a cigarette. "Does Gemma suspect a thing?" Clay shook his head. "Nothing. Blind as a bat to this. Which is how it has to stay, understand, Tig? Bobby?" Both members looked guilty but nodded. "Just a few more steps to fall into place... Let's get home... Spend one last night in our own beds before our whole world turns to shit." The group rose slowly, heading out the door of the chapel.

   Happy caught up with Jax and led him toward the apartment down the hall. He shut the door and grinned, wrapping his arms around Jax. "What's got you so smiley?" Jax asked, his voice soft. "We're back in the states... I believe you promised me something." Jax smiled and chuckled. "I do suppose I did." His smiled faded then, slowly. "What?" Happy asked, seeing the change. Jax sighed. "I have something to tell you, Hap..."

"What?" His hands slowly dropped from Jax's sides. Jax hung his head, figuring out what to say. He looked up at Happy. "Tara's pregnant... Gemma told me in Ireland." Hap's head snapped back, a look similar to that if he'd been slapped. "Excuse me?"

"It must have happened right before you and I got together... Or maybe after we all did... I don't know... But Gemma wouldn't lie about that... I'm so sorry, Happy." Happy looked at the bedside table, his Adam's apple bouncing gently as he thought over Jax's words. "Did you ask Tara?"

"Not yet..." He nodded, chewing the inside of his lip. "What are you going to do, Jax?" He looked back at Jax, his head held proud, though his eyes were pained. "What do you mean?"

"Are you going back to her? I'd get it... You have another kid to think about now... Just let me know."

"What?! No! Jesus, no, Happy..." Jax reached out and grabbed Hap's wrists, pulling his arms around him. He pressed his body to Hap's and held his face in his hands. "No... I don't care how many kids I have, Hap... I'm with you. Fuck... No, I told you so that you could decide... Do you want this? With all this baggage? Tara isn't going anywhere, not now that I'm the father of her kid too... If you want me, you get my kids, and you get Tara... And, Happy... You fucked her just as much as I have... This kid could be yours... I need you to decide before I go to Tara.” Happy's face paled at Jax's words. He hadn't even considered getting Tara pregnant. “Jesus Christ... How will we know?” Jax looked at him. “Does it matter? Abel loves you like another father... What if you are this kid's dad? What if you're not? The only way it'll matter is if you back out.”

“I won't. I'll stay. If it means keeping my family together... You, Tara, Abel, me... Then I'm staying. It doesn't matter who the father is... We both are.”

   Relief flowed over Jax's face at Happy's confession. He pulled his hands free and kissed Happy hard, pressing his body even tighter against the bigger biker's and sliding his hands under Happy's crisp white t-shirt. Happy kissed back a long moment, his tongue exploring the now well known territory of Jax's mouth. He squeezed the blonde's ass under his jeans, inciting a submissive groan from his lover. He slipped his hand around to the front, undoing Jax's belt.

A sharp rap sounded on the door at Happy's back. He pulled away with a frustrated snarl and turned. Jax backed up and sat on the bed, trying to hide his passion flushed cheeks. Happy tore open the door, making Juice jump back a step. "Hey--Uh..." He saw Jax on the bed and immediately flushed red up to his temples. "Shit, guys, I'm sorry, didn't mean to interrupt... Clay... He wants to talk to Jax." He looked at Jax around Happy's shoulder. "About Stahl." Jax sighed and nodded. "Tell him I'll be out in a minute." Happy shut the door before Juice could say anymore and turned on Jax. "Think you can get it done in a minute?" He half joked, but the pressing ache in his groin made him want to be serious. Jax chuckled. He rose, adjusting his belt. He stepped up to Happy and cupped his groin, giving it a playful squeeze. "I could... But you need some time with me... Not a fucking quickie..." He gave another squeeze. "Hold this thought... The hotel, where we fucked the night we told Tara? Meet me there in half an hour." Happy grunted, pressing a kiss to Jax's mouth.
   Jax slipped into the hotel room, texting Happy the number. He knew he still had a few minutes, so he readied himself, throwing out a few condoms and their bottle of lube onto the bedside stand. He slipped his clothes off and put them in the chair, sliding under the covers and stroking himself gently to full need.

   Happy entered the room quietly, glancing around. He saw Jax's clothing first, then Jax, under the covers. His hand was pumping a soft tent in the sheet at his hips. Happy's breath escaped, his body tensing into a painful, needy ache at the simple sight. He stripped out of his clothes and crawled into the bed, moving under the sheet and straddling Jax's hips. He pushed his hand away and kissed him hard, pressing their erections together. Jax's breath caught and his hips bucked helplessly under Happy. The bigger man chuckled and reached down, slipping his erection under Jax's, pinning the blonde's between his organ and his groin. He began to thrust gently, rubbing their lengths together with the simple gyration of his hips. Jax let his head fall back, his lips parted in a needy expression. His eyes clouded with lust as he looked up at Happy. The man smirked. "Need this?" He rumbled. Jax nodded, wetting his lips as he arched his hips to meet the thrusts. Happy pulled away and moved up, stopping when his cock brushed Jax's flushed cheek. The younger man looked up, a smirk playing on his open mouth. He lifted his head, taking the thick cock into his mouth and sucking down easily. In their short relationship, Jax had learned more and more, and could now almost deep throat his well endowed lover. Happy tossed his head back, grunting in satisfaction. Jax's fingers dug into his hips as he devoured his lover's erection. Hap's fingers tangled in his hair, pushing his head up, urging him to take more. When Jax stubbornly refused, Hap thrust his hips forward, gagging his lover. Jax pulled back, panting, a grin on his face. He took the tip into his mouth and carefully scraped his teeth along it, sending a shiver up Happy's spine. He rested his head into Hap's hands and opened his mouth a little wider, giving the permission the older man was waiting for. He began to rut into Jax's mouth, moaning. It was rare that Jax let him fuck his mouth, so when he did, Happy savored every moment. He looked down, watching his shaft disappear into Jax's mouth with every thrust, his eyes going blurry with pleasure. Jax held his hips, squeezing when he went too deep, but obviously enjoying the actions happening to him. He closed his lips and gave a hard suckle, immediately beginning to bob his head up and down over Happy's member. He'd never brought his older lover to orgasm with just his mouth, but he thought today was as good a day as any to try.

   Happy gasped, gripping his head tightly. Jax had never taken such a commanding role during oral sex, even when Happy gave him head, he allowed the older motorcyclist to lead. Hap tossed his head back, shivers racing through him, loving every second of this new feeling. Not being in control... Occasionally, maybe, this would be nice.

Hap felt the all too familiar tightening in his guts much to soon for his pleasure. He pulled back, trying to pull free of Jax before his climax. Jax's hands went to his hips and his fingers dug in tight enough to hurt, just a little. The blonde shifted his blue, need filled gaze up to Happy. He shifted his shoulders and dipped his head further, sucking and flipping his tongue with more vigor than before. A breath of surprise and lust escaped Hap's mouth. He let go of Jax's hair and pressed both hands to the wall, his body tensing before releasing his climax, sending quakes through his body.

   Jax's ministrations slowed to a stop for a moment when the first rope of semen landed on his tongue. He'd never actually bothered to taste the fluid before, and now he knew why. He bit back a shudder and resumed suckling, gentler now, allowing Happy to ride through his orgasm.

   Happy's body slumped over Jax's as his body relaxed into its afterglow state. Jax let the softening member fall from his lips. He leaned over and spat his mouthful of semen into the trashcan next to the bed, feeling his ears burn when Happy began to chuckle.

   "Something wrong?" He asked, winded from his orgasm. Jax grunted and shrugged, trying to play it off, though he knew his face was as red as his ears felt. Happy rolled next to him and pulled him fully onto the bed, pressing a kiss to his mouth. "Don't like it?" Jax shrugged. "Salty." He admitted, earning another laugh from his lover. "Don't fucking tease... I've never tried it before."

"Not even your own?" Jax's face contorted into horror. "What? No!" He froze. "You have?" Happy shrugged. "I thought every guy did, at least once." He paused then shrugged again. "I'm also a fucking faggot, so." It was Jax's turn to chuckle. "Did you like it?" Happy nodded. "I like the taste." Jax shuddered a little. "To each their own." He said softly. Hap nodded and rolled to his side, sliding his hand down Jax's chest to his belly, burying his fingers in the coarse hair around his shaft. "But now I have to repay you..."

"You don't have to do anything." Jax said simply, looking at Hap with a challenging expression. "Hah! No, but I will." He pushed the covers away and began to stroke Jax, bringing him to full mast in no time. Jax grunted, arching into the hand. He looked over at Happy, smiling softly through his pleasure. Hap returned it before sliding down to Jax's midsection. He placed a tingling kiss on Jax's abs before easily engulfing Jax's length in his warm mouth.
   The punch landed hard on Jax's chin before the cops could break up the fight. They threw the majority of the club down, spitting curses and rage at Jax, the prince turned rat. Jax put his face in his hands, shaking visibly. "You. You are a fucking bitch." He snarled at Agent Stahl, the ATF detective making their lives miserable for the last six months. She only smiled. "Yes, I am... But at least your club is getting out free... Even if you're not." Jax lunged at her, only to be caught by two more members of the police force and shoved to the ground across from the club that now hated him. Stahl stepped over him like he was a puddle. "See you around, Jackson." She said, giving a half wave as she walked off. Jax snarled, glaring daggers at her leaving legs. He was picked up and pushed forcefully into the back of the van, chained in. One by one the cops shoved the rest of his club into the van, shackling them on the opposite side of him, for safety's sake. Each one gave him a glare and creative curse as they passed the defeated blonde.
   "Hey, at least I don't need to worry about not getting conjugals in prison." Jax joked quietly as the van taking them to jail bounced along the highway. Everyone chuckled, including Clay. After the news that their plan had gone well had reached their ears, spirits were lifted higher than they'd been in a long time, Things had gone from bad to worse since Abel's abduction, and it was finally looking up. Yes, a year to three in prison, but they were all together, Hap, Jax, Clay, Tig, Juice, and Bobby, all would be in the same area, same yard, same cafeteria. They knew they could watch each other's backs, in the same way Opie, Chibs, and Kozic could take care of the MC from the outside. Jax and Tara had finally talked about the new baby, with Hap in tow, and decided that they could make it work with this one, they had made it work with Abel thus far. Things were indeed looking up for SAMCRO, even with jail time and a lot of explaining to do.
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