"GERMANY" - Charming's new mechanic

~20~

The next 2 weeks felt like a dream for y/n and Juice. Once all club members and Gemma knew about the two of them it got a little less awkward for the couple to be affectionate towards each other. The news almost always got the same reaction „finally!", it felt like everybody's been waiting for them to make a move at each other.
Now y/n was officially Juice's old lady, some of the croweaters and sweetbuts got jealous and were sending nasty comments to her. Once a girl got to handsy on him, y/n stepped between them, being called ‚german trash' by that girl as a result. Y/n landed a good punch on her nose, causing it the bleed instantly. She never was a sissy, growing up in a small village in germany with only boys around, working as a mechanic and dealing with only male coworkers made her tough. Juice looked at her kind of proud for doing so and later when they returned to his room he also told her. „You know it was kind of hot when you hit her?" he playfully said, causing y/n to laugh and shake her head.
Every once in a while the two of them also went out and Juice showed her some nice places in the area, like his favorite place, a view point at a hill from where you could look down at Charming. Everything just felt easy around them and y/n was really relieved that Juice didn't seem to want to rush or push anything. The thought of doing the next step had crossed her mind not just once, but she felt unsure about it. The toxic relationship she was in before coming to Charming, scarred her in many ways. Y/n wanted to be a 100% genuine with him and be the woman he deserves.
When it was friday again the club arranged yet another party. Some guys from Tacoma charter and the Nomads landed in Charming staying for a few days, so it was inevitable to not have a party. After work y/n got ready in Juice's room while he took a shower. She was standing in front of his mirror looking at her body only wearing her underwear, because she felt unobserved with him being in the shower. Seeing the strechmarks on her hips and the small scars on her ribs, she felt sick at the thought of how the scars got there. In general she was insecure about her body, except for everything below her hips. Juice left the shower, the water still running while he dried off and put on his boxers, it was an unintentional habit of his. Once his boxers were on he turned it off and he opened the door to his room. He saw y/n looking at herself in the mirror and he quietly leaned against the doorframe watching her. She was wearing a black lace set hugging her curves just right, he bit his lip at the view. „You look beautiful." he had walked behind her without her noticing and placed a kiss on her shoulder while holding her at the waist. Juice could feel her stiffen a little under has grasp. Y/n tried to hide her scars with her arm not wanting him to ask questions about them. „Not really..." she whispered as an answer looking at the floor. Juice gently spun her around and out his finger under her chin lifting her face to look at him. „You're the most beautiful woman in ever saw." he smiled at her and she kissed him. He ran his hand down her back, reaching her butt and gently squeezing it, he earned a small laugh from y/n. „Let's get dressed and have some fun out there." he suggested.
The party was in full swing when y/n and Juice left his room. She wore a short black dress with her usual combat boots and her hair down hitting at her lower back. They went over to the bar and leaned on it while Halfsack handed them two beers. Juice excused himself and left y/n at the for a moment to say hi to some guys of the other charters. He was really happy to see Kozik again, it had been a long time since they last saw each other. After a quick catch up Juice noticed Kozik looking someone standing at the bar. „Heard TM got a german mechanic. Must be her." Kozik said not taking his eyes off her. Juice nodded at his friend. „What a fine lady." he admired her from afar until Juice spoke up. „Yeah, real fine. Guess that's why she is my old lady." he had his signature smile on his face, proud that he can call her that. „Damn man. Congrats." he patted Juice on the back. „Gotta head back to her." Juice gave Kozik a quick wave before walking back to y/n, placing his hand on her hip and kissing her softly, causing her to smile. When the music changed into something danceable she pulled him on the dancefloor, moving her body to the beat. Juice quickly joined in and they moved together. After some time y/n decided to tease him a little by dancing more seductively. It didn't take long for Juice to react and place both his hands on her hips, her back towards him. When she circled her hips a few times, accidentally brushing her butt against his crotch he tightened his grip. Juice went next to her ear and she could hear his heavy breath before he whispered in her ear. „Better stop that." he warned her, but she didn't even though about stopping. Maybe it was the alcohol that gave her the courage or maybe it was his loving reaction to her almost naked body , but she wanted to see what Juice would do if she didn't obeyed. So she circled her hips some more, causing him to grab her wrist pulling her with him. He opened his door with his free hand, walking in he quickly closed it behind them and he then pushed y/n gently against it. His hands resting on the door on either side of her head, he looked into her eyes with an expression she hadn't seen before. „Didn't i tell you to stop." he breathed out next to her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. His voice much deeper than usual. Y/n placed her hands on his chest holding onto his kutte for a moment, before pulling him close to her face. „Maybe i don't want to." she whispered an inch away from his lips. Juice couldn't withstand any longer and started kissing her. Usually his kisses started out gentle and got more demanding over time, but y/n's attitude caused him to start out hungrily this time. His hands quickly went to her hips pulling her close to his body. Y/n slid her hands from his chest to the back of his head, letting the fingers of her right hand brush along the outline of his mohawk. Juice smiled into the kiss and slowly walked backwards not breaking the kiss and when he reached the bed he sat down at the edge, guiding her onto his lap. Once settled y/n nibbled on his lower lip causing Juice to groan and tighten his grip on her hips. Juice slowly pulled away and looked into her green eyes, he could get lost in, while brushing some hair behind her ear. Both their hearts beating fast while catching their breaths. Y/n slowly glided her hands down his neck to his collarbones underneath the kutte and she started pushing it off. Juice let go of her hips, making it easier to take off his kutte, his eyes still glued to hers as they got a little darker. He quickly pulled his arms out the kutte, cupping her face with one hand, crashing back on her lips while his other rested on her butt squeezing it, which caused y/n to quietly moan into the kiss. Which send him over the edge. Juice deepened the kiss even more and slid his hands down her body the the hem of her dress, which already rode up while straddling his lap. He got a hold of it and waited for y/n's permission to take it off. She slightly lifted off his lap, so it would be easier for Juice to pull it up and he did in one swift motion, leaving her in her lace underwear he had seen earlier that evening. He let his eyes wander over her body appreciatively before gently placing kisses down her neck and gently sucking on her collarbone. His warm big hands pulling her as close as possible to his body. Y/n could feel his erection pressing against her clothed core and she dug her nails in Juice's shoulder, making him groan against her skin. He quickly lifted her up, turning them around so she laid on the bed beneath him. Y/n pulled off his shirt, tossing it on the ground to the rest of their clothes. He sank down on her making sure not to put too much of his weight on her, returning to kiss her again. Both let their hands wander over the others body, exploring every inch of the exposed skin. When y/n hands reached his belt she tried to unbuckle it but from this angle it was impossible for her to do so. Juice broke the kiss and stood in front of the bed unbuckling his pants. The way he towered over her, looking at her with lustfilled eyes caused y/n to get even wetter than she already was. Once his pants were on the ground he turned his attention towards her bra, opening the clasps on her back, slowly brushing the straps off her shoulders while kissing his way down to her breasts. When the bra was gone he gently licked her nipples causing her head to snap back in pleasure. Her hands searched for the hem of his boxers. When y/n found it she gently pressed her hand against his arousal felling it pulse under her grasp. Juice pushed off his boxers while trailing kisses down her belly, reaching her lace panties. He stopped and looked at her face asking her for permission. Y/n nodded and after him removing her underwear she grabbed one of his hands. Holding on to it made her feel save. He intertwined his fingers with hers and further kissed his way down to her wet core. He started circling her clit with his tongue and she arched her back from the pleasure erupting. After a few more circles he slowly slipped one finger into her, pumping it excruciating slowly before entering a second. Y/n bucked her hips at his touch moaning into his pillow to stay quiet. Juice grinned at her actions, pulling his fingers out, earning a frown from y/n at the sudden emptiness. He made his way back to her lips, kissing her passionately while reaching for his nightstand. He grabbed a condom holding it between the two of them looking at y/n, asking for permission to go on again. She smiled kissing him back and he quickly managed to wrap his member. Juice positioned himself between her legs, cupping her cheek while kissing and slowly pushing into her. He groaned at the feeling of her around his length, waiting for her to adjust to the size of him while still kissing her passionately. Once he slowly began to move y/n held on to his shoulders, tightening her grip on them with every thrust. Both felt their highs building up inside them and Juice put her left leg on his shoulder to enter her even deeper than before. It didn't take long for her to become a moaning mess and Juice groaned against her skin or lips with every thrust he made. When his movements began to become sloppier y/n was close to her high. „Y/n ..." Juice moaned her name, sending her over the edge cumming hard. Her walls tightened around his dick and also caused him to cum. They rode out their highs before Juice pulled out collapsing next to her, both of them out of breath. He pulled her close and covered them with his blanket. He looked at her, his eyes filled with love while y/n stroked his cheek with her thumb. „You're so beautiful." he whispered placing a kiss on her head, his words causing her heart to beat fast. She hid her blushing face in the crook of his neck, cuddling into his arms. „Thank you." she whispered shyly. Juice smiled, having her cuddled up in his arms. Both quickly dozed of to sleep, being exhausted.