What Will Be (Chibs and Juice)

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Jessie sat on the floor with Juice in the living room. They'd decided to play a silly game of slapjack. Their giggles and chatter made Tigs house feel warm, he sat in comfortable silence watching them and listening.  Venus had already gone back to bed leaving them to whatever Tig had planned for them later.

Juice had his back against the side of the recliner that Tig sat in. He leaned against the chair for comfort both in physical support and being close to Tig.

"You ass! You slapped me not the card!" Jessie laughed, pulling her hand back. 

"You weren't fast enough." His big smile reached his eyes. Tig dipped his hand and rubbed his finger tips in circles around the base of his neck. The affection caused goosebumps to raise over his body.

They were quiet for a moment before she spoke again.
"Heard any more from the sheriff?"

Juice shook his head no. "Thank God." He sighed.

He sat down the cards now so they could really talk.
"What about the guys? How's everything with them?"

Juice tended a little and swallowed. "Good. Got some good news. I can't share it though because it's not air tight."

"That's good though. I talked to my man yesterday. His unit will be coming home in a few months. He can't wait to meet you."

Juice grinned widely, shuffling around to sit in front of Tigs chair instead of beside it. He wasn't too worried about be super discreet with Jessie around. Their late night chats had led to many conversations about what he was up too. She knew that he was into both men and women, she just didn't know so far who. He hadn't detailed to her yet who he was dating, but given the things he talked about usually he was almost certain she'd figured it out.

Jessie wasn't new to the club after all, she knew all the guys fairly well save for the newer ones. She knew that Tig and Venus were watching out for him, she'd since learned it was about more than the sheriff. Juice just wasn't good on his own. She understood, she didn't like being alone either, and she too had to spend a lot of time alone since the deployment.

The time had flown by since they'd gotten home, it was now pushing 10:30.  Juice was having fun but he excited about Tigs plan for the night, especially since it fell in line with what Daddy wanted. He was getting worried it would be too late. He fidgeted a little, shifting his feet around, nudging back to see if Tig was still there.

As if Tig has read his mind he patted Juice on the head. "Think it's about time to turn in. We've gotta be at the shop early tomorrow, make up for the time we lost today."

A chill went up his spine at the time of Tigs voice. Juice nodded, Jessie sat her cards down, looking at her watch. "Shit! It's later than I thought. I definitely need to run." She stood up from her place on the floor. "Thank you for having me over. Call me tomorrow Juice?" She grabbed her bag, and turned to leave. "See ya later Tig!"

Once she'd gone, Juice leaned into Tigs legs, laying his head on his thigh. Tig scratched the nape of his neck soothingly. "You still up for tonight or are you tired?" Tig kept his voice soft.

Juice sat up to look at him. "I'm up for it. Please?" His big brown eyes spoke volumes more than the words he said. He was already slipping into his submissive role. Tig rubbed his fingers over the boys scalp, helping him sink further into his role.

"You aren't slipping into little space are you?" Tig didn't want to discourage him if he did, but he couldn't continue further with the original plan if he did.

Juice picked his head back up, thinking over the things he'd learned from browsing online and his few trips to the clubs. He drew himself up onto his knees, in what he hoped was a more submissive stance, he did meet Tig eyes even though the internet told him not too.
"No sir. I'm not small."
He wanted to confirm for Tig.