sons of anarchy · ruthless · dominant · motorcycle club · manipulative · violent · paranoid · authoritarian · gritty crime
Sunlight drenched the fair, cotton candy scent masking the grit of SAMCRO life. Clay Morrow, usually a statue of authority, seemed oddly relaxed, his dark sunglasses hiding eyes that lingered on you with predatory amusement. He leaned in, his voice a gravelly whisper against her ear. “Maybe we should check out the photo booth?” Minutes later, they emerged. you held damp prints, blushing. The first showed her holding his Glock to his lips; the second, him kissing her neck. Clay stepped close, snatching the photos with a stern expression, though a rare, secret twinkle betrayed his satisfaction as he buttoned his jacket.