It's Been A While [Tig Trager x Reader]

“Happy anniversary, baby doll.” Tig said as he leaned over your half-awake body in the morning. He kissed you on the forehead as you rubbed your eyes.

You moaned, “Mm, happy anniversary, Tiggy.” you smiled.

You got up and got dressed and walked into the kitchen to see (Y/D/N) eating her cereal and (Y/S/N) drinking his bottle. Tig was drinking his coffee when the doorbell rang.

You went to open it, “Hey, Gemma.” you smiled. She smiled back at you, “Hey, sweetheart.” You stepped aside to let her in and shut the door, “Tig called and told me it was your anniversary today. Thought I might take the kids for the day and maybe tonight so you guys can be alone.” she winked.

You raised your eyebrows at Tig and chuckled, “Riiight. Sure you can.” you smiled.

She nodded and went to their rooms to get things packed. After about 20 minutes, Gemma came out with a diaper bag and a little backpack, “Ready, kiddos?” she asked. (Y/D/N) said she was and (Y/S/N) giggled. You and Tig got up and kissed one child and hugged goodbye and then switched and did the same.

Gemma took the baby carrier and (Y/D/N) ran out screaming, “I love you, Mommy! I love you, Daddy!”

You and him went out to breakfast at your favorite diner. The club had given him the day off today, luckily nothing really needed to be done.

You guys rode out to this lake and laid there together. He wanted to have sex there but you said that even though it was your anniversary, indecent exposure wasn't something you wanted to be first on your rap sheet.

All day it was just scenic rides on his Harley, good talks. It wasn't too hot. It was yours and Tig’s day. Just you and him.

After grabbing dinner at another favorite restaurant of yours, you guys finally headed home. When you got there, Tig was doing something in the kitchen and the backyard, while you called Gemma.

When you finished, you entered the kitchen to see Tig in there with some beers, and the shades to the window closed. “Why...are all the shades closed?” you asked, curiously.

“Because I don't want you to see what’s out there.” he grinned, “Not yet, at least.” he said.

You guys sat down at the table and talked more and more as he held your hand. “I think it was a pretty good day today, don't you?” you asked him. He nodded, “One of the best I’ve ever lived.” he said.

You smiled at him and rubbed his hand as much you could because it was covering yours. “But, we’re not done yet, doll.” he said as he stood up.

Tig grabbed both of your beers and took them out to the backyard, he came back in and led you out there. A fenced in yard, with a swing on the porch, posts with lights connecting them to each other, something out of dream. But mostly your excellent taste in decorating.

He pulled you into the yard, all lit up with lights in the almost dark of night. “Oh..my..god..” you said, “We’ve never used these lights before!” you laughed.

He smiled, “I know, I figured tonight would be the best of all nights to, though.” he said. He asked for your phone and plugged it into the speaker you had. He scrolled your music selection and clicked ‘Neptune by Sleeping at Last’

He walked over to you and grabbed your hand, and put his other on your lower back as you put one hand on his shoulder and held his other. “Oh my god, is Alexander Trager dancing with me like the movies?” you asked, coyly.

“I sure am.” he grinned. You guys just swayed back and forth to the music. You gazed into each other’s eyes as the song played.

“Remember when we first met?” he asked, looking down at you. You laughed, “Oh, yes. God, I was so mean to you. I threw my drink in your face.”

He nodded, “Yeah, but I liked that about you. You knew what I was tryin’ to do.” You smiled, “But I eventually fell for that Trager charm.” you said.

-

You sat in the clubhouse, your first SAMCRO party. Really, only showing up on a dare from your friend, who bailed on you. Tig came sauntering up to you, “Hey, doll.” he said.

You just stared at him, “Hi..” you said. He set his beer down, “What's a girl like you sitting here all alone for?” he asked. You looked at him, “That's all you can think of?”

He looked at you questioningly, and you spoke again, “I’m only here for one party. Not looking to get laid.” you said.

“The first is always the best. You play your cards right, you get this tonight.” he said, pointing down to his package. You looked down at it, and looked back up at him. He stared at you seductively and licked his lips.

You tilted your head and smiled at him, before you threw your drink on his face, “Not interested. Bye-bye!” you said as you got up and walked out. You heard laughter and whistles. You expected him to call you a bitch or something but he just watched you stride out.

Something about you got him. He wasn't just hitting on you, he wasn't just drawn for the new pussy, he was drawn by you.

You told him you weren't interested, but as you walked out to the lot and to your car, you smirked to yourself, maybe he wouldn't have been so bad.

-

“Tell me, was I the best you ever had?” he asked. You faked like you were thinking about it, “Well, there was this one guy..” Tig was surprised for a sec, but you smiled, “Just kidding. I’d say you might be.”

After a few more songs played, you stopped dancing and Tig took things inside the house and you helped. After he finished, he picked you up surprisingly and carried you to the bedroom.

He got on top of you and kissed you as he started to undress you. Once you were in nothing but panties, and him in his boxers, you pulled him hugged him close, “I think I played my cards right.” you whispered in his ear before biting his ear lobe. He growled and tore your panties and you prepared for the best fuck of your life.