Mayans/SOA x reader one-shots

Take Out - Happy Lowman

You tried to call Happy for a third time only to be sent to voicemail. Giving up, you chose to just get some dinner on the way home and if he was there he could eat, if not it'll be in the fridge for him. You stopped by your favourite takeaways before swinging by McDonalds as well.

You shook you head as you saw the line up of Harleys in your driveway and thought about getting some more food but figured they would have the bbq already fired up. You hoped that was the case since something was definitely on fire out the back. Walking through the house you smiled to the Sons and sneered at the croweaters that were grinding on any bikers legs they could reach.

"Y/N." Happy's voice boomed from across the patio. "There's my girl."

You could see he was already half smashed and probably high as well from the glazed look in his eyes. Holding the takeout box behind you you went out to him and his strong arms pulled you into his body while he kissed you heatedly. You could definitely taste the whiskey and weed he had indulged in and you pulled away.

"Busy Monday night I see." You said looking around the full yard. "I picked up some dinner."

"Yeah?" He asked as his eyes lit up, probably from the munchies. "What'd you get me?"

You pulled the box out and held it up from him and heard his brothers start to laugh. He pulled his bottom lip in between his teeth before he released it and licked his lips. Taking the box from your hands he opened it with a grin.

"Anyone else tried that, he would put a fucking bullet in their ass." Tig complained.

"Perks of being the only pussy he's allowed to hit." You shot back with a smirk as you watched Happy dig into his nugget Happy Meal before drinking the sweet and sour sauce.

"She'll be getting something in her ass don't worry Tig." He said as he tossed the empty box in the fire. "Might even put her on her knees and give her her own happy meal right now."

You smirked as Happy grabbed his crotch provocatively before grabbing his hand and towing him into the house. Whistles and cat calls followed behind and the whimpers of Tig.

"Stop teasing your old lady and just give it to her." You said as you pushed him up against your bedroom door.

Happy grunted as he unbuckled his belt and shoved his jeans down. You licked your lips as you watch his cock as it grew under your gaze. He gripped your shoulder and pushed down gently, lowering you to your knees with hooded eyes.

"Dinners fucking served."