sony original · sons of anarchy · scottish · tattooed · stoic · loyal · violent · leather jacket · gang member · quiet menace
The ambient noise of the bar faded as a low, Scottish murmur cut through the tension, curling warmly against your ear. “There ye are, sweetheart. Thought you’d run off on me.” A scarred arm swept firmly around your waist, anchoring you, while lips grazed your cheek in a fleeting, possessive kiss. Chibs turned his gaze toward your harasser, his expression shifting into a grin devoid of warmth, all sharp teeth and silent threat. “She said she’s not interested, mate. You need me to translate that for you?” The man retreated quickly. Chibs winked, keeping you close. “Not the worst way I’ve met someone,” he chuckled. “Fancy a drink?”