Chibs Telford Imagines

You Shook Me All Night Long (smut)

Request: Imagine your Gemmas niece and your back in Charming. Chibs smut

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The car pulled over to the side of the road and you angled the rear-view mirror to look at yourself.
You rummaged through your handbag and pulled out your lipstick, and drew it across your lips.
You grabbed your eye liner next and redrew your wings and after re applying your mascara you looked over your work.
With a wink and a pout to your reflection, you shifted the mirror back into position and lifted the handbrake, driving smoothly back into the traffic and past the 'Welcome To Charming' sign.
It had been years since you'd left.
You had been naive and innocent then, just a young girl searching for herself.
But now, you were back.
The last few years had been kind to you, and your body had developed into that of a full blown woman.
Curves in all the right places, soft skin and long legs. Your hair fell graciously down your back and anywhere you went all eyes were on you.
Confidence radiated from you and you bathed in it. You loved the way heads turned when you walked into a room and the way other girls envied you.
Sure, some of them were bitchy, but you had been raised by your Aunt Gemma til you were fifteen, and she had taught you to be the biggest bitch of all and not take anyones shit.
You were similar to your Aunt in many ways.
Neither of you gave a shit what anyone else thought, and nothing could stand in the way of getting what you wanted.
You were fiercely loyal and you would do anything to protect the ones you loved.
When you left she was still the Queen of SAMCRO, but you had heard that things had changed.
A smirk spread across your face as you wondered who the poor bitch was that took Gemma's place. No matter where your Aunts old man sat, everyone knew that as long as Jax was in SAMCRO, Gemma would always be queen.
The familiar streets began to flow past you as you drove, the windows down and the warm air swirling through your car.
You knew the way to TM like the back of your hand and before you knew it you were pulling into the lot, the row of hikes a welcome sight.
No one knew you were coming and you smirked as you saw what you suspected were Prospects eyeing you from the garage.
You didn't see many familiar faces so you hopped out of your car an headed for the Office.
The sound of your heels echoed across the pavement and you smirked as you felt the eyes on you.
The door to the office was open and you could see Gemma sitting behind the desk, her head buried in the paperwork in front of her.
You leant against the door and knocked lightly.
"I'm busy." Gemma said, without glancing up.
A smile spread across your lips and you crossed your arms over your chest.
"So you're still a bitch, huh?" You asked.
Gemma's head snapped up but once she saw you her mouth dropped.
"(Y/n)??!!" She gasped and stood up, tossing her glasses to the desk.
"Hey Gem." You grinned at her.
You both moved closer and she embraced you in her arms.
You squeezed her tightly, realising just how much you had missed her.
"What are you doing here?" Gemma asked you, stepping back to look at you.
"I heard there was a bitch trying to take your place." You said with a smirk and Gemma smirked right back at you.
"I am so glad you're  back."

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The clubhouse was exactly the same as you remembered.
From the wall of mugshots to the strong smell of liquor and cheap perfume, and the same old rock songs playing through the speakers, just like they had so many years ago.
You smiled as you looked around the room, taking in the familiar sight.
You were home.
"Chucky, get us a drink would you sweetheart?" Gemma called to a man behind the bar and he nodded immediately before grabbing two glasses.
You smiled warmly to the strange man and he stuck his 'hand' out.
You shook it gently and he grinned at you before passing you and Gemma your drinks and she smirked at him.
"Thank you, Chucky." She cooed and he blushed slightly before moving away.
"So where is everyone?" You asked as you took a sip, your eyes glancing around the empty room.
"Church." Gemma explained and you nodded.
After an hour of catching up with your Aunt both of your attention turned to the large doors as you heard them open, and SAMCRO began to file out.
You rested your elbows against the bar behind you and leant back, a smirk on your face as you studied the familiar faces.
Jax was the first to notice you and his face lit up with joy. You hopped of the stool and ran towards him, throwing your body into his open arms.
He swung you round, squeezing you tightly and you threw your head back and laughed loudly, letting your hair fall down your back.
He placed you back on the ground and you both grinned at each other goofily.
"Long time no see, Teller." You smirked and nudged him playfully.
A large hand ruffled your hair and you turned only to be wrapped up in a bear hug by Ope.
You had always been close with the two, being only two years younger and you had spent a lot of your childhood with them.
You grinned and hugged him back.
"What took you so long?!" Opie beamed and you grinned back at him.
Slowly the familiar faces began to swarm towards you and you embraced each of them dearly.
Bobby, Tig, and Uncle Clay.
Chibs stood near the back and you smirked at his wide eyes before moving forward and throwing your arms around his neck.
"Hey Chibby." You purred in his ear.
His arms held you awkwardly and you fought back a laugh, knowing it was your appearance that was having this affect on him.
When you had left Charming you were a young girl, with too much attitude for her own good. But these guys hadn't seen you in years, and all their jaws were practically hitting the floor as they looked over your now developed figure.
He fought to keep his eyes away from your curves and your cleavage and he smiled at you warmly.
They introduced you to the others you didn't know yet, Juice, Happy, and Kozik.
Each of them looked you up and down, smirks on their faces as they took you in, but you were used to it.
"So how long are you here for?" Jax asked you as he threw an arm over your shoulder and you all walked towards the bar.
You shrugged.
"Til I get sick of seeing your ugly face." You smirked up at him and he shoved you playfully, both of you laughing.
Soon the drinks started flowing, the music played louder, and the air began to merge with the smoke from ciggarettes and joints.
Laughter filled the room and you say with your SAMCRO family, catching up and laughing together about all the things you'd missed.