Sober

This came about by me listening to Sober by Selena Gomez. Its up there ^^ :)

I woke up when I felt my bed shift, slowly opening my sleep filled eyes I noticed Juice crawling into the bed. He planted a kiss on my forehead and I instantly could smell the alcohol from him, it radiated around him. Stale beer and whiskey mixed with smoke.

"What you dong here?" I mumbled, waking up a little more as he wrapped his arm around my waist pulling me closer to him as he laid on his back.

"I missed you" he slurred, placing his hand on my cheek, raising my head up so he could kiss my lips. I shifted so I was now facing him, leaning on his chest.

"Your drunk again" he smirked at me, I could feel his hands roaming my bare back, as much as I hated to admit it, he made me feel good.

"I'm sorry baby, it's been a busy day" I rolled my eyes, this had been happening every other night since I had first met Juice in the bar I worked in Oakland, at first he used to wake me by banging on my door till I decided to let him use the spare key. 

"Yeah" I just rested my head on his chest, not wanting to argue with him. I had only known him a few months and I only ever seen him after he'd had a skin full or was extremely high but my feelings for this mohawked man had grew from whatever they had been when they started sleeping together. I really liked him. I took what I could get and if that meant him only coming to me when high or smashed, I wasn't going to complain.

"You're so beautiful" he mumbled into my hair as he pulled me up so I was now on top of him. I moaned as I felt him against my hip, I knew what he wanted. I kissed his lips leaning down to him resting my weight on my hands on either side of his head. I straddled him, his hands moving down my body resting on my hands at either side of his head. I straddled him, his hands moving down my body resting on my hips where my shorts rested. Heat exploded in me as I rubbed myself against him, I pushed myself up so I was now sitting on him and unbuckled his belt quickly, shifting to get his jeans and boxers down his legs and completely off.

"Shit, Scarlett" he mumbled as I wrapped my hand around him, moving it up and down causing friction and pleasure. He leaned up grabbing my thighs pulling up slightly so he could remove my shorts, making me completely naked. I positioned myself on him and I suddenly fell to pieces as he filled me. Our bodies matching each other as I rode him. His breath getting raspy as did my own as we both got closer and closer to release.

"Fuck, Juice I'm gonna" he cut me off with his lips, his kiss hard and full of lust.

"I know baby, come for me" our thrusts became harder and faster as I screamed his name as I crumbled around him. I felt his hands grasp me tighter on my hips as he thrusts into me one more time before releasing inside me.

I laid myself on his chest, both of us glistening with sweat. He wrapped his arms around my back moving me sightly so I was now lying next to him, still wrapped in his arms. I laid my hand on his chest, playing with the slight chest hair he had. It wasn't often you saw chest hair on Juice, he usually got rid of it, he reckons he looked better smooth. The memory of our drunken conversation about shaving filled my head, making me chuckle.

"I love having you in my arms" he mumbled as he kissed the top of my head, his fingers running up and down my back, playing with the ends of my hair every now and then.

"I love being here, I need sleep though" he leaned down, kissing me.

"Go to sleep bay" I looked up at him, his eyes looking deep into mine. They were full of passion but clouded with the haze of the beer and whatever else he had. I sighed as I leaned closer to him.

"Will you be here when I wake?" I knew the answer before I even finished the question. He gave me a smile, his drunk state not as bad as some but obvious.

"I'll try" I leaned up giving him one more kiss before resting my head back on his chest and closing my eyes, letting sleep take over me once again.

My eyes flickered open, the sun shining through the gap in the curtain of the window. I smiled as the scent of Juice reached my nose. I sighed rolling over, I groaned realizing the space next to me was now empty. I knew I should be used to him leaving before I woke up, he'd done it every time. Always with a note in the kitchen explaining he had club business or some shit. I lifted myself out of bed and pulled on the Samcro top I had begun  sleeping in, Juice had left it once and I'd never gave it him back. I pulled my shorts on and headed into the kitchen where on the counter laid a note.

I'm sorry Scar, I had to go... thanks for a good night. J.

I groaned as I sat at the kitchen table, putting my head in my hands. I wished things were different and he wasn't always drunk when he came to me. It'd be nice to feel wanted when he was sober.

Hope you enjoyed it!

Let me know what you think about this being some kind of story instead of just a one shot. I enjoyed writing this... I've been finding it hard to write anything for Juice...There should be some more One Shots and things coming hopefully :)Danii!