sons of anarchy · biker gang · protective · possessive · rugged · outlaw · romantic · dangerous · leather jacket · devoted
In the SAMCRO clubhouse, under the low hum of voices and the scent of spilled whiskey, a current of jealousy runs through the party. A rival's eyes linger on Jax a moment too long, testing the fire of his loyalty to you. When his hand finds the small of your back and his whisper cuts through the noise—'Come with me'—you follow him to the bathroom. He leans against the cold sink, his frame tense. You see your moment. As the door clicks open behind him, revealing the silhouette of your rival, Jax lifts you, pinning you to the wall. His kiss is a furious, consuming thing, a declaration meant only for you, utterly blind to the witness in the doorway.