There’s No One Like You.
opie winston x black!reader
Warnings: pure fluff along with slight smut
As the slight breeze entered my window and the birds chirped, I stirred in bed. The chill from the crisp spring air made me shiver and I quickly pulled the soft sheets over my bare chest. I turned my body a little, restricted by the tattooed arm across my waist.
As I turned toward my boyfriend, I heard him groan a little before he let out a small snore. Opie was such a heavy sleeper and the best cuddler, so much so that I was able to face him without waking him up. Lying there, I admired his features. The beard. The low bun that loosened through the night and was now messy. The few strands of hair that rested over his forehead. He was so attractive to me. So sexy. And all mine.
"Are you watching me sleep right now?" He whispered, his eyes still closed. It was obvious he was still half asleep.
"Just looking at you. Thinking of how lucky I am," I smiled.
His strong arm pulled me closer, he kissed my forehead, and his eyes fluttered open.
"You sure look beautiful in the morning," Opie said, lightly caressing my back.
"Thanks, babe. I'm gonna make breakfast for us and wake up the kids," I grinned, grabbing my robe and getting out of bed. I tied my robe and checked my phone before making my way to Ellie and Kenny's room.
"Come on, my babies. Time to get up," I whispered, lightly rubbing Kenny's back and Ellie's hair. Both of them rolled around a few times before opening their eyes. "I'm making pancakes."I shut their door, walking into the hallway, bumping into my shirtless boyfriend on the way. I stumbled a little, catching myself with my hands on his chest, as he caught my waist.
"Sorry babe. Are the kids awake?" he asked.
"Yeah they're up. They'll probably go back to sleep while I'm cooking though. You know how they are about sleep," I chuckled.
Opie let out a little laugh, before saying, "Oh I know. In that case, we have a few more minutes to ourselves". I knew what he was suggesting, but I was a little hesitant with the kids possibly being awake.
"I don't know, Ope," I said a little apprehensive. God knows I wanted to. How could I not? I had a beautiful boyfriend, caring and loving. He would sacrifice anything for me and the kids. Not to mention, extremely handsome. And being completely transparent, the sex was amazing. We're insanely attracted to each other and don't go long periods of time without physical touch. The way he'll devour me multiple times a day. The light scratches I leave along the SAMCRO tattoo on his back. The way he doesn't stop until I finish. More than once. "Babe? You listening to me?" I was snapped out of my daydream, looking up at Opie. My little reverie had me riled up and I took the chance to slam my lips to Opie's. He seemed surprised by my sudden action, but certainly didn't have an issue with it. He lifted me off the ground with ease, carrying me to our bedroom and locking the door behind us. He gently released me onto our unmade bed, still messy from our previous night. I placed my hands on both sides of his face, kissing him deeply and pulling him closer to me. He leaned on one forearm as not to crush me and ran his other hand over my robed body. I slid my tongue into his mouth, my freshly manicured hands caressing his biceps. As our tongues battled, Opie toyed with the tie on my robe before finally pulling on one of the strings. The two sides of the robe fell to either side of my body, revealing my completely bare self.
"Shit." he muttered looking over me lovingly in both lust and admiration. "Can't believe you're mine."
Butterflies fluttered in my stomach as I kissed him again. He disconnected our lips to leave soft kisses along my jawline and down my neck, making my breath hitch. I really lost it when he ran a light stroke of his tongue from the back of my ear to the middle of my neck.
"I love you so much, Ope," I breathed out. His soft kisses travelled down my collarbone as his hands explored my chest.
"I love you back, darlin'," he said reaching up to peck my lips. I moved my hands down to pull down his boxers as he left kisses down my stomach and closer to the area I needed him most. His lips went from my inner thighs until he reached my soaking treasure. Just as he was about to pleasure me with his tongue, we heard laughter from outside the door.
"Daddy?" Ellie questioned from behind the locked door. I let out a sigh before remembering how I told the kids I would make breakfast.
"Yes, princess. Be there in a minute," Opie yelled, kissing my clit and tapping my legs together. Ellie and Kenny's footsteps got farther from the door and I heard their bedroom door shut. "Sorry darlin'. You know we'll continue this later."
"You won't even be here tonight," I sighed, knowing Ope had a run tonight for the Sons.
"Come on, Y/N. I'll be leaving after the kids are asleep. We can do it right before and maybe again after I come back," he winked. I smiled at him, as he laid on his back, pulling me to his chest.
"Make sure you come home to me. I worry sometimes," I told him, looking up into his brown eyes.
"Nothing's going to happen to me, babe. I'll make sure of that," Opie said, using hair index finger and thumb on my chin to bring my face towards his. He brought his lips to mine, giving me a loving, sweet kiss. "Now let's go feed the kids."
