For Monster_Mama
Every day at 4 o'clock sharp Happy would stop whatever it was he was doing, whether it was working on a car or working out he would just stop.
He would make his way out to the picnic benches and sit watching the world go by.
He had done this every day for a week before Tig decided he wanted to know what his best friend was doing at that same time every damn day.
Tig decided he was going to spy on him so when 4 o'clock came like clockwork Happy stopped and went to sit at the table, this time Tig followed him.
Not a word was said between the 2 but it wasn't uncomfortable, it never was. Happy was a man of few words and unlike some Tig respected that.
The pair of them had been sat for a minute when Tig spotted exactly what had garnered his friends attention.
There was a woman, a tiny little thing with long blond hair that Tig thought reminded him of Alice in Wonderland. She had a sway to her hips and looked like she was a woman on a mission.
As soon as she had passed the gates Happy stood up and went back to work.
The same thing continued for a few weeks, the only interruption being when they had to all go on a run.
Tig noticed that Happy was keeping to himself, spurning the advances of the croweaters and sweetbutts. He was confused, Happy was known to take advantage of the free pussy made available but it seemed as if he wasn't interested at all. He assumed it was something to do with the blond he had watched every day for weeks but he couldn't be sure, they didn't know who the hell she was.
When they returned to TM Happy again started the routine up.
Chibs walked over to Tig and alerted him that they had entered the prospect into a fight night and as such were obligated to attend.
When it was time for fight night Tig noticed the anticipation in the eyes of the killer, he should have known the threat of violence got him going.
They had all taken their seats ringside when the announcer called across the microphone "Good evening ladies and gentleman, and what an evening it will be." he paused to allow the cheers before continuing. "First up we have a hell of a treat for you all, the one and only Christina" the crowd was deafening as her name was called and she made her way to the ring.
Happy watched as this tiny blond made her way to the ring and stiffened when he recognised her as the woman he had been watching from afar. He heard Tig suck in a breath beside him and he turned to glare at his friend. Tig shrank back from the look making Happy smirk before he turned his attention back to the ring.
Christina's opponent was so much larger than her and Happy had a brief thought that he was glad she had tied up that beautiful blond hair because if anyone was going to be the one to pull it, it was him.
He watched as she bounced on her feet, gearing herself up for the fight. He almost didn't want to watch her get battered but found he couldn't tear his eyes away. He vaguely heard the bell ring and she was off. A flurry of quick movements, dodging left and right, avoiding everything the mammoth of an opponent was throwing at her.
When the bell rang for the end of the round he was surprised to see she had avoided being hit at all. Leaning forward he watched in anticipation as the next round started.
Again she was lightening fast dodging everything thrown her way, at least she was until the beast of an opponent picked her up like she was nothing. Happy felt his stomach drop at the thought she would be seriously hurt and went to stand to break it up when she pulled off the most amazing reversal he had ever seen. One minute she was in the air facing a swift meeting with the mat and the next she had athletically manoeuvred so that her legs were round this woman's neck and used the momentum to force her to the mat. He stood in awe as the referee completed the 10 count and labelled Christina the winner.
She remained in the ring soaking in the applause and the cheers, taking several bows before exiting and hurrying back to what Happy assumed was her changing room.
Now was his chance, he had to speak to her, had to have wrapped round him.
Like a man on a mission he followed the blond who had finally taken her hair out of the restrictive hold she had it in for the fight.
Seeing as his stride was much longer than hers he caught up to her just as she reached the door to her changing room.
Christina saw the shadow looming above her and turned to berate the unlucky sap that had the nerve to bother her but felt her mouth dry up when she came face to face with the bald tattooed biker she had spotted checking her out weeks ago.
Turning on the charm she smiled at him "Why hello handsome, I'm Christina and you are?" she asked, not breaking contact from his dark dangerous eyes. "Happy" he told her and she was amazed at the raspy tone of his voice, even more so that with only one word he had her quivering with the need to feel every inch of him.
Gesturing with one finger she called him into her changing room and smiled when he obliged. She closed and locked the door behind them and turned to face him. "I've seen you watching me you know." she told him as she began to change out of her fighting gear.
She felt his eyes rake over her body as she unabashedly got undressed in front of him. "You just going to watch?" she challenged him knowing full well that men like him did not run away from a straight up challenge.
Christina was stood in her sports bra that only just covered her ample bust and shorts that were so short they should be criminal and watched as Happy stripped layer by layer. She licked her lips as more of his tattooed form was laid bare to her, smirking as she saw his hardened length threatening to spill from the boxers that encased him.
He took a step towards her demanding that she "jump", delighting in the show of dominance from him she did as he asked and wrapped her legs round his waist as he walked towards the wall and claiming her lips in a bruising kiss. She felt a jolt of the wall hitting her back but she was too riled up to care.
Desperate to move things along Christina bit his lip eliciting a growl from him that she felt in all the right places. Happy pulled back long enough to rid them both of the remainders of their clothing before reclaiming her lips with a passion she had never felt before.
Without warning she felt his hand caress her bare ass and slowly moved so he could feel her soaked core. Letting loose another growl he slipped a finger between her folds, testing the waters. Christina hummed her appreciation which turned to a scream of intense pleasure as he thrust his finger inside of her pumping deep and slow. He soon added a second which elicited a purr of enjoyment from the blond.
He continued to fuck her with his hand and when he felt her start to tighten round him removed his hand earning a whimper at the loss of contact. He smirked and turned her so her back was flush to his chest, he held her with one hand as the other reached between her legs to the delicate bundle of nerves which he twisted causing Christina's back to bow and strangle out a cry of pure need.
Knowing he had to have all of her he turned them so they were facing the table where he bent her over using it for leverage and finally grabbing her golden locks in his hand as he roughly entered her from behind.
He pounded into her over and over spurred on by her screaming his name. He could feel his release getting closer as his thrusts became sloppier knowing she was near herself with the tightening of her walls on his cock. One hard thrust and they both came undone screaming the others name.
They collapsed in a heap on the floor breathing heavily.
Happy realised he may have met the woman for him when she uttered 2 words as she straddled him there on the floor.
"Round 2?"
