Blue Angel

Releasing the Tension

The stench of blood flooded Jax's nostrils as he peeled the dirty shirt from his torso. The steam from the shower rose from the spray of hot water until the small room was like a cloud of fog as he tossed his blood stained clothes in the corner that he guessed a cro would gather later since his apartment in the clubhouse always somehow seemed to be kept cleaner than he had time for. Leaning over the pedestal sink Jax stared at his vivid reflection, recalling what he had done only hours ago. There was no denying what he saw; he truly was a monster.

"You want some help in there sugar?" A high pitched voice called out from the semi closed door as Jax stepped in behind the god awful looking shower curtain. Normally he'd take a shower /after/ pounding a bit of pussy but in today's circumstances there needed to be one before /and/ after.

"Nah I'm good darlin'." Jax called back as he tilted his head to allow the hot stream of water coat his body, cleaning what filth was able to be removed. Some was tarnished and could never come off; his hands would never be cleaned of certain awful things he did. But he couldn't let those actions consume him in a way that would make him falter as the leader his MC needed him to be.

Pressing the flat of his palms against the smooth tile of the back wall, Jax bowed his head and allowed the water flow over his body, his eyes closed as he focused back on the earlier events of the day. The poor fuckers were now on their way to be buried six feet under and for what? Giving a couple of his girls a few bruises. Guilt started to wash over him like the sweat and grime that coated his naked body washed down the drain at his feet. Goddamn why did he leave shit get to him and overwhelm him like it had. Chibs was right, he needed to get his anger in check before it hurt someone else he loved.

Turning the taps off, Jax grabbed the towel hanging just outside the shower and patted his face dry with the soft material. His chest muscles flexed as he stepped out, his feet touching the cool aged hardwood floor. As his blue eyes stared down at the wood he realized just how far he'd come; JT no doubt laid that floor with his very own hands, building his kingdom from the ground up. And if Jax wasn't careful, it could all come crashing down.

Wrapping the towel around his waist he ran his fingers through his unruly wet hair as he stepped out into the dim room joined to the bathroom he exited. His eyes darted to the fine specimen of a woman sprawled out on the bed; tits revealed, barely there thong just covering enough to make the imagination run wild. A slow smirk rose on his lips almost as fast as his cock got hard. His tongue darted out over his lower lip as he looked her over. Fire red hair splayed out over the pillow and he could already imagine how that was gonna feel wrapped around his wrist as he tapped her from behind. Taking a determined step forward he plucked his towel free, letting it gather on the floor in a heap.

"Mmmm fuck Jax....fuck meeee...harder." The redhead screamed out as he gave a forceful tug on her hair until her sweaty back was flush with his muscular chest and abs. With each powerful thrust her ass bounced just as he liked it, his hand clapping down on that shit. His other arm slipped around her torso, his rough palm claiming her right tit as his strength held her still, feeling just how close he was to a much needed release.

"Yeah you like that don't you...you love getting that pussy pounded..." He growled in her ear as she whimpered a moan, his beard brushing over the softness of her shoulder. There was nothing more satisfying than a woman coming unleashed because of his doing. He thrived on that feeling, he thrived on sex. Pussy and killin'. It had been what his life was now all about.

"I'm gonna...oh god Jax..I'm cumm...."

"FUCK THIS!" Jax's head whipped around only to find Scarlet standing in the doorway with his cock buried deep in the 'eater as her pussy clamped down around him. The sensation should have brought on his own release instead his cock was going limp and quick. Unravelling his hand from her hair, Jax quickly jumped off the bed and rushed off after Scarlet.

"Scar wait!" He called out after her, not really giving a shit he was still naked as he left the room only to meet Chibs and Tig in the hall.

"Jaysus Christ, brotha.." Jax huffed when he realized he hadn't bothered to grab his jeans before dashing out after her. Hurrying back to the apartment he scrambled in search of his clothes, sure she would be gone before he got to her.

Hopping into his carpenter jeans, he ran down the hall, attempting to fasten his belt in the process. He knew all eyes were on him and he didn't give a fuck what they thought. He knew they would question what the fuck he was doing with Delaney's daughter and he didn't care about that either. His only train of thought was getting to Scarlet before she left and didn't come back. Just as he reached the door, Rat yelled out and Jax flipped his head back to see his holding a torn, ratty envelope in his hands.

"What the fuck, Rat?!" Jax exclaimed out of breath.

"It says to Scarlet...it's from Otto, musta dropped it."

Taking a quick glance to the door and then to Rat, he rushed back, grabbing the envelope before dashing outside, the warm pavement under his feet. Thankfully her car was still in the parking lot. But how in the fuck did he explain this? But if she didn't have the same feelings he was having why did she care who was riding his dick? Whatever the reason, something was gnawing at him that she was one girl he never wanted to hurt.