"Call me tomorrow night. Please."

"Yeah. Tomorrow night."

--

Rory clutched Emma tight as she and Happy arrived back at her place. She didn't want to put the little one back in her crib but she did want to tear into Happy. When she came back from Emma's room Happy was in the middle of a hushed and clearly angry phone call.

"Yeah, I'll hit you up in the morning." He said as he made eye contact with Rory. "She go down?"

"She never even realized what was going on. She never woke up."

Happy smiled and joined her in the kitchen. "Beer?"

"You want one?" Rory was already taking her first sip when she asked, her eyebrow raised high.

"I can get it."

They met up again on the couch and Rory draped her legs over his lap. "You can't do that shit, Hap."

"I wanted to make sure you were okay."

"I was okay and I can take care of myself."

"What I said before," he put the bottle down and leaned forward to pull her onto her lap. "I meant it. I never fucking said it because I didn't think I had to, I didn't want to."

"You thought you could have the best of single SAMCRO life while coming down here for proper satisfying sex, right?"

"I don't like being single." He chuckled. "Loved it before but after you I'm just sad."

She smiled and leaned her forward against his. "I love you so much Happy."

"I love you too, Ror."

"This doesn't fix our shit though." She pulled away from him. "The stalking thing and you pushing me away because you're scared of us getting hurt, that's not gonna fly. I could get hurt here too. Christ Hap, you have me mixed in with SOA anyway I mean the danger is the same but we don't have you with us, that's not worth it. Do you really trust these guys to protect us?"

Happy shook his head. "You're never out of my sight again."

"Let's not get over zealous, yeah? Let's go home, Happy, please."

"I'm sorry," he kissed her. "I'm taking you home, but I need my little PI to help me with something first."

She groaned and laid against his chest. "Can't we have sex and pack?"

"Oh I'm gonna fuck you." He pushed her back to lay on the couch. "And then we're gonna look into SAMTAZ's shady business."

Rory loved the sound of it, the sex of course but she missed working with Happy. When he prowled over her, his teeth dragging up her arm and nibbling on her neck, she threw her arms around him and let out an airy giggle.

"Fuck me," she moaned. "Please?"

"Beg me." He sat up, whipped his belt off and wrapped the leather around her wrists and secured it.

"Please," she pleaded with a high pitched tone. "Please fuck me, Hap. I need you."

Her hips raised up toward him and Happy grinned wickedly as he pushed her dress up to her neck. Rory worked at his pants while he used his hunting knife to cut off her lace thong. His fingers ran over his name tattooed between her breasts and Happy gripped her hips, holding her tight, as he entered into her with force.

"Fuck." Rory hissed as his hips knocked into hers. "Jesus, Hap," she moaned.

"Tell me you love my cock," he pulled her hair hard. "Tell me."

"I love your cock," she whimpered as he slammed into her harder.

Burying his face in her breasts Happy grunted as he moved quickly. "You're so fucking tight. I fucking love you." When he began sucking and nibbling on her nipples Rory's back arched, only seconds away from her orgasm, as she struggled against his belt binding her wrists.

"Please don't stop." She begged right before she climaxed, her legs wrapping around his to keep him from pulling away.

Happy slammed his fists above her head as he spurted and filled her. Crashing down on her his sweat sticky against her skin, their hearts pounded as the couple tried to steady their breathing.

"Can we sleep before we look into SAMTAZ?" She mumbled as he freed her wrists. "I need to sleep."

"I'm not moving." He looked at her with only one eye and readjusted himself to keep his weight on the sofa rather than crushing her all night. "You good?"

"Mm hmm," she answered already half asleep. Happy closed his eyes again and drifted off to sleep.

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