Chibs Telford Imagines

Daddys Girl (smut)

Request: Chibs smut based on Daddys Girl by Shawny Sanders

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Behind the face you see

Another part of meTake closer lookYou know the cover not the bookMy skin is pale and whiteMy soul is dark as nightCome closer if you dareDo or die I just dont care

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You walked through the crowd, shoulders pushing past you as you made your way to the bar.
The music was loud, pumping through the speakers and you could hear people yelling over the music, trying to hold conversations. The air was thick was the smell of cigarettes and spilt alcohol and you couldn't deny you were definitely drunk already.
But thats what parties were for, right? And everyone knew; SAMCRO threw the best kind of parties.
It didn't bother you, seeing half naked women scattered around the room. Hell, some of them were topless but you didnt care. You were confident in your body and you didn't need to compare yourself to these girls.
Who were you to judge them anyway? The things you got up to in the bedroom weren't exactly 'classy'.
"Whisky, please." You told the strange man behind the bar.
"I accept that." He said and moved to grab the bottle of Jack from behind the bar.
You scanned the room, eyeing the men in leather and you didn't notice one of them lean against the bar beside you.
"Ye got good taste, lass."
You turned towards him and the bartender passed you your drink.
The man raised his matching glass of whiskey and you smirked as you clinked your glass with his.
"Whats ye name?" He asked you, raising his voice so you could hear him above the music.
"(y/n)," You smiled at him and fluttered your lashes.
He nodded. "Chibs."
You raised the glass to your lips and tilted your head back before doing the whole glass, enjoying the smooth liquid burn down your throat.
"You coming, Chibs?"
He raised an eyebrow.
"To dance." You explained.
He laughed lightly and shook his head before taking a swig of his glass.
"I dont dance, lass."
You shrugged, a playful spark in your eyes as you spoke.
"Guess you'll just have to watch then."

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This is not a scam

No this is who I amThey say eyes so blueCould never be untrueBut if you look into my eyesThe truth is full of liesMan you should be braveI ain't nobody's slave

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His eyes watched you as you moved, your hips swaying to the music.
You ran your hands down your body as you moved and locked your eyes with his.
On a normal night you wouldn't have danced so.. provocatively. But you were drunk, it had been a long week, and you'd be lying if you said that his accent didn't do things to you.
Girls danced around you and you grinded your hips against a blond girl in front of you, both of you moving together.
You didn't take notice of her, though. Your eyes were locked solely on his and he licked his lips as he watched you move, your hips moving dangerously to the music.
The skirt you wore swung around you as you moved and you made no effort to keep it down. Every now and then Chibs would catch a glimpse of your panties beneath and he had to adjust his jeans that seemed to be getting tighter the longer he watched you.
The song was coming to an end and you decided to head to the bathroom.
You moved through the crowd of people around you, never lifting your gaze from his hungry eyes.
As you neared him you bit your lip and winked before changing direction and walking across the room to the bathroom.
You didn't look behind you; you were certain he'd follow you.
You entered the bathroom and locked the door behind you before quickly doing your business and washing your hands.
The mirror hung above the sink and you looked at your reflection. Your cheeks were flushed slightly from the heat of the room and the people around you and you touched up your hair quickly before heading out of the room.
The door opened and you smirked when you saw Chibs leaning patiently against the wall.
He licked his lips when he saw you and you walked towards him.
There was no hesitating with you and you grabbed his face and pulled it towards your own.
His lips were soft and you kissed him deeply before letting your tongue run along his bottom lip.
He held your waist, his fingers slightly digging into your skin and you could already feel the bulge in his jeans.
You ran your hands through his hair, holding him to you as your mouths moved in harmony.
He tasted of whiskey and cigarettes and there was a certain hunger in the way he kissed you that sent shivers down your spine.
You pulled back from him and stepped away.
He met your eye and a low growl left his lips before he grabbed your wrist and led you down the hallway.