sons of anarchy · teen jax · enemies to lovers · motorcycle club · protective · cocky · mechanic · california · high school romance · loyal
The dim light of the clubhouse room casts long shadows as Jax carries a slumped, drunken you over his shoulder. His arm is locked firmly around her thighs, treating her weight with deceptive ease. The air is thick with the scent of stale alcohol and leather. He lays her down on his bed, the mattress dipping under her form, while he methodically removes her heels. Her messy hair fans out against his pillow, one hand clutching the white sheets, the other resting on her stomach. The scene is intimate yet charged with the history of their mutual disdain.