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rimunagenius · 7 months

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Pairing: Filip ‘Chibs’ Telford x f!Reader (soon will become an ‘x fem!OC’ during the second chapter)

Word Count: 897

Warnings: I think it’s just foul language

Summary: Getting a new neighbor is always fun or even interesting. But an annoyingly cute biker who makes too much noise, isn’t.

Note: I did totally get this from a movie or show i saw on my tt fyp soooo…i don’t own the plot, nor do i own the Sons or the SOA plot (my boy Kurt Sutter does) but i just own my reader inserts kids as characters. If you find the name or know the name of whatever movie or show this is (if you recognize the dialogue), pls comment it so i can put it in here.

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Part 1 of the Unexpected Treasure series !

It was hard to get your little one to bed. Recently she’s being crying all night long and when she sleeps, she only sleep for two hours and then wakes up. Your oldest ones weren’t bad at all. So easy even.

Tonight was a rough night. You had already done three laps around the back yard, two around the kitchen and living room, and 6 of her bedroom. Her eyes finally started to close as you were slowly and silently rocking her in the rocking chair in her room.

Laying her in the crib slowly, carefully calculating any moves to not wake her up, you stood up and closed the door, leaving a crack so you could hear her from next door.

You had applied moisturizer to your fresh and healing tattoo before hearing the an odiously loud rumbling of bikes outside the door.

Groaning loudly you quickly made your way outside the front door before crossing your lawn over to the neighbors. You saw four men outside and just one bike while they stood in the garage. The rumbling was loud that you signaling them to keep it down wasn’t heard.

“Hey!” You stood closely behind the two with their backs faced to you, and yelled in their ears so they could hear. They turned around quickly and looked upset at the loudness of your voice.

“What gives, lady?!” One with crazy messy curly black hair turned around, finger lodged in his ear.

“Bloody hell, woman.” The other one who seemed to have facial scars turned around. The rumbling of the bike stopped immediately after the two stopped yelling at you. A man with long blonde hair and another man with long brown hair looked at you.

“Why are you guys doing making so much goddamn noise!?” You were visibly upset that these men dragged you out of your house at 10pm to rev stupid bike engines.

“Introducing ourselves to the neighbors, darlin— his neighbors.” The blonde one pointed towards the man with the crazy scars. You knew someone was moving in but the bikes weren’t really a problem when they were leaving and coming back so little.

“Well, I’m the neighbors, and we’re introduced, so if you wouldn’t mind, could you please shut the fuck up.” You looked at all four then before turning around and walking back across your lawn. You made it to the door before the one with the accent started talking to you.

“Wait, hold on. Let’s start over okay? My names Filip, what yours?” He had long hair, salt and pepper colors and the leather and kutte were actually very attractive on this man. But you didn’t know him, and men weren’t exactly your specialty considering you have three kids who’s dads left them.

“That’s cool. Just think of me as the person next door who likes it quiet.”

“Aye, but come on, love. Don’t be like that. We live next door to eachother and I feel bad. I feel terrible. I’m sorry. Will ya accept my apology?

“I don’t need your apology, I just need the quiet.” You then turned to go up the 3 steps to your porch before he started talking once again.

“Why don’t I take ya out to dinner to apologize for my rudeness? You give me yer’ number and I already have your address. I’ll call you up like a proper lad, and ask ya out.”

You giggled, “You want my number?” You smiled as you looked at him, and back at the other three men who seemed to resume talking but kept looking over to listen. Your sarcasm evident to them as the snickered amongst eachother.

“I do. I do want your number.” He nodded as he fixed his hair, his eyes never leaving yours once.

“Which number do you want? Filip?” You knew his name, you just didn’t have the capacity to care about or spare his feelings considering you had three children to get inside to and a early shift at the hospital to get some of the very little sleep for.

“Filip, now I like the way you say that, darlin.” He huffed as he smirked while he looked at you and then back to his friends before looking to you again. “How many numbers do ya have?”

“Oh I have plenty, darlin,” you mocked his endearment for you. “I have numbers falling out my ears. For instance, nine.”

“Nine?”

“Yeah, that’s how many months my baby girl is.”

“You got a little girl?” He looked intrigued and surprised in your statement. The guilt for being too loud already getting to his conscience.

“Yeah. Sexy huh? And how about this? Four is how old my oldest boy is. Two is how old my other son is. Two is the amount of time i’ve been married and divorced. Twenty is the amount of money I have left in my bank account. 850-3943 is my phone number, and im guessing zero is the amount of times your going to call it.”

“That impresses me, and your wrong about the zero thing, sweetheart.” He spoke as you walked inside and shut the door. He turned around and walked back to the boys as she looked back at your house, the living room light being shut off at the same time.

“Damn, she was pissed.” The man with long hair spoke, adjusting his beanie.

“Yeah, Chibs. Opies right, you gotta stop moving and pissin off your neighbors. This has happened like four times already.”

“Oi, shut up, Tiggy.”

“You got her number though, right?” The blonde asked, his eyebrows wiggling in a mockingly manner.

“Aye, Jackie boy.”

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Hey, heads up! future chapters will be longer, but i made this one short bc i didn’t have any idea on how to make further scenarios where they interacted more.

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casualwriters · 6 months

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"Sweetheart were gonna be late!" Jax had said grabbing his kutt that was hanging on the chair and slipping it over his white shirt "papa, agg my hair!" The seven year old gasped as his daughter was in the bathroom she came out her hair was a mess and she was holding a brush. He smiled down at his daughter Y/n walked in groaning passing her dad the brush "can you braid my hair papa" she asked and Jax smiled at the sweet girl.

Jax sat down on the couch and started brushing her daughter's hair. "Dad what if i freeze up" the little girl asked Jax could tell she was nervous and he grabbed the hair ties that were in the mess that was on the coffee table

"you won't sweetheart you have me and Grandma, and all your uncles" he said calming his daughter down the little girl nodded " i think that will help" she giggled "seeing your faces make me feel strong!" She said Jax wrapped the hair in the ponytail as he finished one of her braids "that how family makes you feel" he said chuckling " they are always there to support" he said " and finished! " he grinned

Y/n checked her hair through the mirror that was on the coffee table and she chuckled "wow dad they didn't fall out, this time" she giggled. Jax shakes his head "you rascal i been practicing " he bends down and tickles his daughter side as she breaks in laughter

"do you like them?" He asked his daughter and she smiled "yes i feel beautiful" Jax nodded and kissed her head getting up from the couch. "You are always beautiful" he stands up

"alright go grab your Helmet and Jacket" he said "oh yes! Were going on the bike" Jax nodded "

#jax teller #sons of anarchy #chibs telford #tig trager #gemma teller #clay morrow #mayans mc #headcannons #cute shorts #juice ortiz #soa chibs #angel reyes #ez reyes

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joyfulfxckery · 2 years

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Request/prompt for chibs being his sweet self?

Sorry, it took so long but I hope you enjoy your date!

*Any Scottish Gaelic I use is provided by Google*

Part One

Mo ghràdh, (My love)

Be ready at 7 pm, I'll meet you in front of the house.

Love, Filip

That's it. That was the whole note which was attached to this beautiful royal blue dress/suit that was delivered to the house at noon by a Samcro prospect who was also holding a single black rose.

You continued on the rest of your day like usual while wondering what this was for. "It's not any special occasion... Am I missing something?"

"Oh my Gods, did I forget something?" With an exasperated sigh after trying to wrack your brain for clues as to what's goin' on, you check the clock that reads 5 pm and decide to go get ready. After having a thorough shower, making sure you're shaved and scrubbed, you put on your housecoat to do your hair and make-up, if you want it. Deciding to make loose curls with your hair parted to the side and put some light makeup on, a more or less natural look, not knowing exactly where he's taking you makes it seem silly to put on an elegant look and I think only Gemma sees the need to go bold in a small town like Charming. When you're happy with how you look you put on the dress/suit while silently praying that it fits right, you go to look in the mirror and see that it fits perfectly.

"I have a feeling Gemma or Venus helped pick it." You say aloud as you spin slowly in the mirror, doing a once over and if you have the dress you watch the skirt spin. With the dress, you pick out your favourite silver strappy heels and with the suit, your black dress shoes silver with the last touch on both outfits being the necklace Filip gave you when he first said he loves you, a half a heart made of silver on a small silver chain.

(Sorry if you don't like the dress, it was the closest I could find that matches😅)

The alarm on your phone goes off to say that it's time so after looking yourself over in the mirror you smile and grab your phone off the end of the bed before heading downstairs while sliding your phone, wallet and lipstick into the black clutch you decided to use earlier. After making sure you have everything you might need, you grab your keys and open the front door, turning to lock it before looking back where your eyes, out of habit, immediately go to the driveway. The sight makes you choke on nothing. How does he look so effortlessly good? It's unfair. He's just sitting on his bike. In a suit. A fucking suit. With, of course, his cut. He always wears that unless he can't, it's like a second skin. Does he know what he's doing? Does he do it on purpose to fuck with me(Us)?

"Are you just gonna stand there sweetheart?" His thick accent cuts through your thoughts causing you to snap out of your thoughts and look to see that he's smirking. Shaking your head slightly you walk to stand beside him, as you get closer you take in little notes; your outfit colour that matches his tie and he has his necklace on, his half of the heart that's black and on black thread. He always thinks of little details that seem to make your heart soar. His eyes are looking over you as his smile gets wider until he stops at your half of the matching neckless you added on a whim then he smiles with a gentle shake of his head.

"Good evenin' luv." He wraps his arm around your waist when you stand beside him, reaching up to touch your neckless with a smile, while you wrap a loose arm around his shoulders. "You look stunnin', I should pick clothes for you more often."

"You picked this?" I guess the shock showed because he laughed.

"Why are ya so shocked luv?"

"I thought Gemma or Venus helped you pick it." At that, he feigned being hurt while holding a hand to his chest.

"You've wounded me mah dear, you think I don't know what would fit my baby?"

You smile and laugh, leaning down to kiss his mouth in apology, "I'm sorry Chibby." He seems to think about it for a second before shaking his head in response.

"One kiss just won't take away the pain away sweetheart." He says with a smirk forming before gently pulling on your small chain necklace to put your lips against his into another more passionate kiss. It lasts until you both need air, both of you breathing heavily towards the other as he laughs at the little dazed state you have going on. Yes, he knows and he does it on purpose. You huff playfully at him and which causes him to laugh again while reaching toward the luggage bag on the side that holds your helmet and giving it to you, placing it on your head before you hold the hand that was waiting for you use to help balance yourself while getting behind him. While he still has your hand he brings it to his lips to leave a kiss before placing it down on his stomach so you could wrap your arms around him. After putting on his helmet he starts his motorcycle, backs out of the driveway and heads towards wherever you're supposed to go.

He pulls into one of the more expensive restaurants in the town to your surprise after. He backs into a spot and shuts the engine off and waits for you to get off, keeping still so you can use his shoulders as leverage. You stand beside and take off your helmet, shaking out your curls and putting the helmet back in its spot before waiting for him to stand. Which he does and then takes your hand in his before starting to walk towards the doors, when you two go in there's a sign that says to wait to be seated, he pulls you in front of him to wrap his arms around you as you two come to a stop and wait, you smile and place your hands on his arms. If you have long hair he gently pulls it off of your neck, he nuzzles his face in your neck and places small kisses in various spots while gently swaying the both of you.

When the waitress comes up and asks if it's just the two of you, Chibs nods without lifting his head up, with the hint of a blush as she escorts you to your table. Chibs lets go of you so he can get a couple of steps ahead and pull out your chair for you, you smile while nodding in thanks and sit down. After he pushes you in he gets in his own chair as the waitress sets your menus on the table before excusing herself.

"Order anything you want, Mo ghràdh." (My love)

"Anything, Chibby?" He smiles and nods in reply with,

"Yes, luv, this is a treat for you."

"I knew I didn't miss anything." You let out a soft laugh, "Why you treating me Chibby?" He reaches his hand to the middle of the table so he can wrap it around yours. His smile never fading while he looks at you and explains in his Scottish accent.

"Tha club has been so hectic with the Cartel an' the extra time I've been away an' you haven't complained, you've been my own personal Saint, sweetheart."

With a blush, a small smile graces your features as you squeeze his hand. You have nothing to say as you stare at the man you love across the table from you. There was a sparkle in your eye as you stared at him and it made Chibs falter as he realized just how much he missed you and how much he needs this time with you. Almost as much as you needed this time with him. You may not have complained, because you knew your love is stretched thinner than one would think possible. But you definitely missed him before all this cartel shit going on. You never agreed to the clubs' decision, but only being an old lady didn't give you much say in club business.

"A-mhàin dhut, Mo Ghràdh. (Only for you, my love.)" Hearing your soft response he smiles, always happy to hear you speak his home language.

~ Ghoulie 💜

#chibs telford #soa chibs #chibs imagine #chibs x reader #sons of anarchy #sons of anarchy imagine #sons of anarchy x reader #samcro #soa #imagine #headcannons #anon response #thanks anon!#requests are open

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reyeswritesmc · 1 year

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CHIBS TELFORD MASTERLIST

-> one-shots

-> headcannons

#sons of anarchy #sons of anarchy imagine #chibs telford #filip chibs telford #chibs telford imagine #chibs telford x reader

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moonhowlerpack · 7 years

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“All I have are memories now” {Requested}

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Ask Anything: {Here}

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Requested by: @c-ly-g

Looking down at the freshly dug up dirt water hit the ground softly muting the world around you. Chibs stood next to you holding your daughter where she laid asleep after crying, while your son stood next to arm around your waist while the other hand held his and Juice favorite comic book.

Chibs wrapped his arm around your shoulder bringing you closer to him making sure to keep you warm, but you couldn’t feel anything the pain of this heartbreak was to much for you making you lose your senses just like you lost Juice. It was sudden and unexpected nut you told yourself you wouldn’t cry in front of your children.

Staying strong was the only thing that Juice asked you before he passed on, remembering the memories where you just had started dating. Your parents were semi strict they would let you go out but you had to be home by midnight it the only rule they asked from you well besides if you were drunk that you would call them at least then they knew you were safe.

When you started dating your parents were hesitant at first but eventually they grew accustomed to him your parents knew whenever he was by your house or he was with you when your parents weren't home he would leave a rose.

Throughout your relationship he would send you love letters, if you were sad he would write you one to boost your mood, even after you got married you would have some big fight about something non-important he would slip a love letter through under the door from your shared bedroom.

Clearing your throat to look around you seeing no one here to be with him besides you and Chibs “Mom why did have to leave us and go to heaven” Your little boy looked up at you pure confusion in his eyes Chibs glanced down “He wanted to make sure it was safe for your mom when it was her time you know your dad was always doing crazy things for your mom” Chibs replied softly.

Your son nodded before letting go of your hand and sitting in front of the tombstone opening the comic book in his hand “I know you always read it for me dad but i think its my turn now” Your son muttered before he started reading. Hearing footsteps behind you made you tense up Chibs also heard the footsteps before turning around and seeing Jax.

Chibs glanced back at you making brief eye contact with as if signalling you who it was that was walking towards you. Jax stopped a couple behind you but didn’t acknowledge him you didn’t want to see the man who murdered your husband in cold blood.

Jax sighed sadly before he walked up to you and crouching next to your son and placing a bouquet of flowers on his tombstone before turning towards you opening his mouth to apologize but you shook your head no not letting him speak.

Jax stood there observing you and your kids watching you stand tall with a brave face for your kids but any person who has went through grief knows what kind of facade it is. Your daughter clinged onto Chibs seeing her face with tracks of her tears down her face while your son sat in front of his fathers tombstone finishing up the comic book in his hand.

Your son stood up looking Jax in his face before grabbing your hand signalling he was ready to leave your son still making eye contact with Jax frowned up at him for a moment Jax saw Juice’s facial features on his face before they disappeared.

Your son stood up straight puffing out his chest gripping our hand tightly as if was gaining strength from you “All I have are memories now”. Your son said before he began to walk away with you and Chibs in tow Chibs turned back to look at Jax seeing his eyes welling up with tears and a saddened face before Jax turned to Juice’s tombstone once again.

Jax crouched down patting the tombstone “Why didn’t you just tell me you had a family” Jax muttered as if Juice could hear him a gust of wind blew him and he fell on his knees seeing the comic book left on the dirt seeing a sentence that caught his eye. ‘No matter the situation I will never give up my family's safety’ and with that Jax cried to his old friend.

GIFS DO NOT BELONG TO ME ALL CREDITS TO THE OWNER

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#juice ortiz #juice ortiz x reader #juice ortiz imagine #Juice Ortiz headcannon #Juice Ortiz reader insert #chibs telford #SOA chibs #Chibs #imagine #x reader #Jax Teller #SOA Jax Teller #MoonHowlerPack MoonHowlerPackImagines #MoonHowlerPack #MoonHowlerPack Imagines

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rebelwrites · 3 years

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This week at work has been a week from HELL!! And it’s only Wednesday, I want to write but don’t have the brain power to write full on fic requests so I am opening requests for shorts and headcannons.

I will open these from 5pm (GMT/UK time) when I finish work and will aim to get these written within 15/20 mins.

Reminder for who I will right for:

Sons Of Anarchy; Jax Teller, Chibs Telford, Happy Lowman, Tig Trager, Juice Ortiz,Opie Winston

Mayans; Angel Reyes, Ez Reyes, Riz Ariza, Bishop Losa

Chicago Pd; Adam Ruzek, Kevin Atwater, Hank Voight, Antonio Dawson

Suits; Harvey Specter

Once Upon A Time; Killian Jones, Robin Hood, Graham Humbert

Things you can request:

How would x react to

Song lyrics

Short prompts

Anything really

If you can reblog to spread the word I will really appreciate it 💜 hopefully this can help me you know relax after a really shitty week of work. Also thanks to @auroraariza for the idea, I know she is doing something similar tonight as well and before anyone comes at me saying I’ve copied her with this we have been speaking about this off tumblr so don’t even try it.

#sons of anarchy #mayans #Chicago pd #suits #once upon a time

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imagineredwood · 5 years

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Chibs Telford NSFW Alphabet

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Gentle and caring. Things can get a little rough between the two of you sometimes so he always looks after you in those instances. Massaging your hips where his grip was nearly bruising, rolling your shoulders from keeping your arms tucked behind your back, working lotion into the cheeks of your ass where his hand is imprinted. He just looks after you, makes sure your ok and ready for bed.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite part on himself is his hands. He loves the strength of them. He loves the way they caress you and make you feel loved, safe. He loves that they can bring you pleasure and happiness. He loves how you like to hold them.

On you, your ass hands down. He loves the swell of it, how it looks in boy shorts when you’re running around the house.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Inside. He’s old school and often times can’t be bothered with the mess. Every now and then he’s game for releasing on your stomach or back though.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Juice has rubbed off on him a bit and he sometimes steals your parties when he knows a run is coming up.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s got experience. Between running wild and free in Belfast to being a Son now in Charming, he’s been with plenty of women and knows exactly what he likes. He’s got some age to him and both expertise and wisdom have followed when it comes to being in bed.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

He likes having you on top. He likes having you ride him and be able to take the backseat a little. Of course he still retains some control but he loves having you there above him, using his body and getting to see you so clearly as you chase your own pleasure.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He’s more serious. He can be a little sarcastic or teasing but not enough to be goofy. A deep chuckle when you whine from him pulling his fingers out from you when you’re right on the edge. A small laugh when you almost slid from the bed.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Natural but not messy. Matches just the same.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He can be very intimate. When there’s anger driving the encounter he can dial it down a bit but it still manages to sneak its way in. Generally intimacy is a must for him. The soft touches thrown in, pet names, gentle kisses. He loves sharing that with you. He can be very romantic and uses romance as a form of foreplay almost, making you feel loved and wanted before he even gets you undressed.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Mostly on runs when he can’t bare the ache anymore. When you’re close though, he much rather wait until he can get you to himself and take care of himself properly, along with you.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Rough sex/BDSM undertones, orgasm denial, contact punishments, impact play both giving and receiving.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

On the couch in your living room. You bent over the kitchen counter is a close second.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Seeing you dance and sway to the music at the clubhouse parties, when you get a little tipsy and don’t care who sees you touching him at a party. You whining in need for him over the phone when he’s working late or staying for church and you want him home.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He would never hurt you more than you asked to be hurt and never cause you actual harm.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Prefers to give. Even though he’s the one providing the service, he’s most in control st that moment with your fingers knitted into his hair and your thighs squeezing his head. He loves seeing you so needy and subdued in comparison to your strength out in the world. When there’s not time for actual sex, him kneeling with his face buried into you in the storage room is a norm.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Quick and rough is common but slow and gentle is a favorite of his as well. He’s adaptive to the mood and will give you whatever you want when the mood is nice. When there’s anger or frustration on either side, then rough and fast it is.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He loves quickes. In your car, in the clubhouse storage against the wall, in the bathroom at Gemma’s Sunday dinner. He loves the thrill and challenge of it.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He’s always game to experiment. He loves trying new things and having new experiences. He loves to learn more and more about your body and what brings you pleasure. Public sex is obviously not an issue for the Scot.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He can go for a good round or two, his age not having much of an effect on his libido. Regardless of how long he goes, he always makes sure that you’re satisfied.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He’s not much of a toy in bed kinda guy himself unless you enjoy it and want it. He’ll be down for whatever gets you off and if it’s toys then the more the merrier.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

His teasing can border on sadistic sometimes.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make

He’s all deep grunts and dirty talk, Gaelic slipping into his vocabulary from time to time.

W = Wild Card (Random Headcannon)

Depending on you and if you’re ok with it, he’s not dead set against letting Juice get involved 👀

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Uncut, average to thick

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Average to high. He’s usually always ready for you when you want him unless he’s completely exhausted.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

He’s out pretty quick once he’s made sure that you’re good and taken care of.

#sons of anarchy #chibs telford #preferences #alphabet

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