ellie and emmie

Night Off

Originally posted by couplenotes

Author’s Note: This is a Happy Lowman imagine based on Powerful by Majer Lazer feat. Ellie Goulding & Tarrus Riley as requested by the lovely @petscissor-queen4 as well as the 4th and last request of MM10. This request is rated M for being slightly smutty.


Night Off

-XX-
Oh my, my, my, what you do to me
Like lightning when I’m swimming in the sea
From the very first time we loved
From the very first time we touched
Walking on wires and power lines
When you put your body on top of mine
Every time that you lift me up
To the heaven and stars above
O lord of mercy
I’m begging you, please
I’m feelin’ drained
I need love
You charge me up
Like electricity
Jumpstart my heart
With your love

There’s an energy
When you hold me
When you touch me
It’s so powerful
I can feel it
When you hold me
When you touch me
It’s so powerful
There’s an energy
When you hold me
When you touch me
It’s so powerful
I can feel it
When you hold me
When you touch me
It’s so powerful
-XX-

His lips trail down her throat, teeth scraping over her skin in such a way that her back can do nothing but arch.

“Happy,” his name is a whisper on her lips as her fingers curl into the bed sheets; eyes rolling back when he uses his tongue on her and in her. The muscles in her thighs spasm as her orgasm builds, higher and higher still, and just when she’s ready for the breathless fall his phone rings.

“No. No. No. No,” she groans when his weight lifts up and away, eyes squeezing shut when he answers his call.

“What?” Happy’s voice is venomous and after a few minutes he lets out a heavy sign running a hand over his head. “Fine. Yeah. I’ll be there.” He snaps his phone shut and when he doesn’t turn immediately to pick up right where he left off, she lets out a steady stream of curses.

“Son. Of. A. Bitch. I swear to God, every time,” she proclaims loudly, throwing her hands up in the air. “Every fucking time. Does Jax have some sort of radar. He does, doesn’t he? Jax Teller has a Brooke orgasm radar and every time it starts to go off he interrupts.”

“Come on babe, I’ll make it up to you,” he says leaning across the bed to press a kiss to her lips, a hand trailing down to cup her. “Be sure to take care of this while I’m gone.”

“Trust me,” she calls after him, “I will. I’ve gotten used to it.”

She does just as she’s told. She takes care of herself, like she has more often than she cares to think about, and because she figures she shouldn’t be the only one who gets enjoyment out of it she films herself, and once she’s done riding the waves of her orgasm she presses send.

After all, why should she have all the fun?

-XX-
I couldn’t leave if I wanted to
Cause something keeps pulling me back to you
From the very first time we loved
From the very first time we touched
The stroke of your fingers
The scent of you lingers
My mind running wild
With thoughts of your smile
Oh, you gotta give me some
Or you could give it all
But it’s never enough, no
There’s an energy
When you hold me
When you touch me
It’s so powerful
I can feel it
When you hold me
When you touch me
It’s so powerful

I can feel it
When you hold me
When you touch me
It’s so powerful
There’s an energy
When you hold me
When you touch me
It’s so powerful
I can feel it
When you hold me
When you touch me
It’s so powerful
I can feel it
When you hold me
When you touch me
It’s so powerful
-XX-

She marches into the clubhouse, her heels echoing on the floor. All eyes are on her, and she doesn’t care. Her eyes scan the usual’s narrowing in on her target.

“Jackson Teller,” Brooke barks his name causing his eyes to widen in surprise as she approaches him, “what did I ever do to you?” She demands and when she’s met by a look of confusion she leans over the table so that they are practically nose to nose.

“Nothing? Brooke what are you talking about?” Jax asks innocently.

“I must have done something to you because every blessed time I get close to getting off with my Old Man you call him away,” she says ignoring the snorts of laughter that surround her. “All I want is one night Jackson, one night of uninterrupted sex, I think, given everything that I have done for you, for this club, that isn’t too much to ask for, is it?”

“No…” Jax shakes his head and smiling Brooke takes a step back, smoothing her hands over her clothes.

“Thank you,” she smiles and turning she catches the eyes of the other guys. “Gentlemen.” Her footsteps echo behind her and stepping into the sun, she slides her sunglasses onto her face, a plan already forming in her mind.

::

A thrill runs up her spine when she hears Happy parking his bike, and crossing one leg over the other, she waits.

“Babe?” Happy’s voice rolls through the air. “Something’s going on with the guys. I was supposed to go on a run tonight but Jax sent me home…” He stops in the doorway when he sees her, head tilting to the side, a smile curving his lips slowly.

“I asked him to give you the night off,” Brooke says getting to her feet a secret thrill flooding her when his eyes trail slowly down her body. “Do you mind?”

“Not. At. All.”

-XX-
When you hold me in your arms
Burns like fire and electricity
When you’re close I feel the sparks
Takes me higher to infinity
-XX-

6

If I were to win I would be the second woman in all time to ever win… Nell Carter in 1981 for “Give Me a Break” as the first black woman to win an Emmy as Lead Actress in a Comedy. Phylicia Rashād for “The Cosby Show” being the last nominated. And I think that the fact that it’s been 30 years it’s a real comment on the industry to a certain extent because it’s not necessarly that there hasn’t been the work to be recognized or celebrated. So I think if I were to win I would receive it on behalf of all of those extraordinary women of color that are comedians that have done this work and have been worthy of recognition and celebration. (x)