Sons of Anarchy Imagines and Stories

Prison Breaks Even The Toughest People

You were working as a prison nurse, at Stockton State Prison. You were also in rather tight with Tig Trager, he had done a few favours for you in the past in return for a place to crash or free surgical treatment if he ever needed it. Obviously no one else knew about this, except for the members of the Club, The Sons Of Anarchy.

You had an appointment with Otto Delaney that day, in originally for second degree murder and vehicle theft, 6 years, later his acts within the prison earned him 8 years inside. He just needed his checkup, to make sure he didn't have infections or anything deadly. You walked into the checkup room, and there he was. They had tied him to the bed by strapping his hands down.

"Mr Delaney?"

"Ahhhh, the good doctor...you do not have to act like you don't know about me. You are affiliated with Tig Trager aren't you? You have heard about me I gather." Otto speaks, croakily at first.
"Yes, I have. Otto Delaney. In originally for 6 years due to one count of second degree murder and vehicle theft. Your acts within the prison for the club buying you 8 years. Later 30. Extreme loyalty to the club. I'm Y/N. Also known as your doctor for today." You say, knowingly.

"Can you do me a favour and untie these straps they have me tied on this thing with? Don't worry, I won't bite. I just want a taste of freedom. 30 years is a long time." Otto says pleadingly.

"Okay, but only for 25 minutes. That's how long we have before someone comes in here to check up on me." You say, untying the straps.

"Thank you darlin'. Now you should probably do your job. Because I'm not going anywhere and I need to make sure I'm healthy to an extent." He says with a sad sounding laugh. You apply some dressing to a few wounds on his chest, and take a look at his blinded eye (before the other one is stabbed).

"When you make it out of this place, then I should be able to do something about this eye darlin'." You say comforting him.

"Your optimism is refreshing sweetness. When I make it out of this place? I don't know if I will ever make it out of this place," at this point he has a breakdown and is crying a lot, "I just don't know anymore."

"Hey it's okay baby, it's okay. I'm here. Come here." He comes over to you and you wrap your arms around him, and he buries his head into your neck silently crying.

"I think you need to have 10 minutes of relaxation and happiness before you get chucked back in there. Something to remember. But don't worry, I'll be back in a fortnight. I've been assigned to you. So, why don't you go lay down on that bed?" You say, still nursing him.

He pulls away and does as you say. You get a towel out and dampen it slightly, putting it on his forehead, over his eyes too. You pull down his pants slightly.

"Now, just lay still and relax." You say to him as you pull his dick out. You feel him shiver at your touch. It has  obviously been a while since he has felt the tender touch of a woman. You put your mouth around his dick and start sucking, making sure to use tongue and lots of it. You can feel him twitching inside of your mouth, growing harder and more erect. You kept going for about five minutes and then you felt him cum in your mouth, you swallow it. You wipe his dick with the undershirt you're wearing, so he is dry again, and then pull his pants up, palming his erection downwards so it isn't visible through the pants. Afterwards you remove the damp towel from his forehead and eyes.

"I really needed that. And you will be back in a fortnight? Definitely?" Otto asks you, sighing.

"Yes, unless I get killed or something. I will be here on Tuesday in two weeks." You say smiling, as you tie his hands back to the bed as they originally were. "You have no idea how much I want to bust you out of this awful place, it's horrible. You may deserve to be in here simply looking at actions. But you don't when you take into account the reasoning and other stuff. You're scared, I know you are. It will all be okay." You finish, looking at him with pity.

"I'm just glad I have something other than SAMCRO to live for. You; and your visits." Otto says with a laugh.

"I promise, I will try and get you out of here. Obviously legally first, but if not, then there are other ways I'm sure." You whisper into his ear with a smile. You pull out a bottle of perfume and spray it on yourself.

"Thankyou Y/N. You bring comfort to me. And that smells really good; I could smell it when I was hugging you, can you maybe put a spray of it on my shirt so I can still smell it for a while. It will remind me of you." Otto pleads. You pull out a tiny swad of paper and spray it on that, the scent will last for a week or so that way. You hand the paper to him, putting it in his pocket.

"This way I'm with you, always." You say. Then you hear a knock on the door.

"Doctor Y/L/N. Are you okay in there?" The administration officer asks.

"Yes I'm fine. We just had a slight problem with an open wound but it's all good now." You say, covering up the real reason for your lengthy check-up.

"Okay. Well time is up now." He says, walking into the room with 2 guardsmen.

"Okay, well good health to you Mr Delaney sir. Good luck, and goodbye. See you in 2 weeks for your next checkup." You say, winking as you walk out, luckily the people didn't see that. Otto did though.

You had no idea how you were gonna get him out, but you would figure it out. Otto Delaney had completely captivated you, amazed you even. There is most certain to be trouble ahead though.