Valentine

[18+] The Motorcycle Club

Kaci watched the scene unfold from Solo's window, a hand covering her mouth. Jeremy tried is best to keep her away from this life, so seeing Ashley be beaten so brutally made her stomach weak and her heart race She was not meant for this life. Kaci Tillman was too delicate and soft, yet she so desperately wanted to be a part of their world. The drugs. The sex. The alcohol. She wanted to taste the riches of this world, and as Solo's girl...she could.

This is what freedom looked like.

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Jeremy's kiss made her toes curl and her eyes close. God, I forgot what his kisses were like. They were intoxicating; Jeremy Tillman was intoxicating. The only man that had ever kept her attention for more than a few months. Hell, he had her attention at 15 and he still had it now. He was something else, that much Tallis knew. "Me? Kill someone? Don't you know I'm afraid of guns, Jeremy?" This was a lie, but she wouldn't have used a gun anyway. She preferred baseball bats.

She turned her attention to the clubhouse, surprised to see a familiar face in Solo's window. Kaci Tillman, I'll be damned. Solo was playing wit fire, and he and Kaci were both going to get burned. To crisps. Tallis shook her head at Kaci before turning her attention back to the young woman's brother. "How about we head back to your place now, Jeremy? We obviously have some...catching up to do." She glanced in Solo's direction, "And Solo can meet us at Lipstick's tonight once he gets done taking Banshee out for a spin. I promised him last time I was here that he could ride her." How could she properly convey that she thought he was being an idiot? Oh, right. She pulled out her phone and shot Solo a simple text. "You're a fucking idiot."

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Oh God. She had missed Solomon's touch. His fingers in her hair as he pressed his lips to hers. The blissful moment was short-lived, though, as the roar of a motorcycle pulled Solo's attention to the window. His words made her blood run cold and her heart fall into her stomach. "This can't be happening. He'll beat the shit out of you if he catches me here." She ran her hands over her face. "Where are my clothes, Solo? I need to hide." The panic was clear in her shaking voice.

This was a nightmare.

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Ashley's anger skyrocketed as she began to walk towards Tallis. “Leave him the hell alone. He deserves better than you.” Her anger only growing at Tallis' apparent amusement at the situation. Why was she smiling like a demon? It was unsettling. This bitch is crazy.

"This is who you're fucking, Tillman." Surprise was evident in her voice as Tallis pointed to Ashley. "I should have come back sooner." Her words were like daggers, meant to wound not kill.

"What is that supposed to me, bitch?!" Ashley demanded. She was shaking like a chihuahua.

"It means you are nothing compared to me. I'm a fucking dragon and you're just a whore. You wanna be his old lady, but you can't even convince him to stay faithful to your bed. You'll never be more than the girl he fucks when his nuts are full." She paused long enough to gauge Ashley's reaction. Her words were hitting their mark every time. Club members were beginning to pour out of the clubhouse, watching with arms crossed and blank expressions. "And you're right, he does deserve better than me. I won't argue with you on that one, but he also deserves better than you. He deserves an old lady that's going to rub his back after he comes home from killing a man and not think twice about it. The only thing you rub is his balls. Bitch, you don't love him like--" Her words were interrupted by a fist to the face.

"That'll shut you up, won't it bitch?" The pride was clear in Ashley's voice; she thought she had one.

Oh, how wrong she was.

Blood was filling Tallis' mouth and her vision was beginning to go red. She spat the blood towards Ashely, launching herself at her; Tillman's whore cried out as she hit the dirt, "Help!" No one would dare come to help her as Tallis pounded her fists into the poor girl's face. Ashley did all she could to protect herself, but she was at a disadvantage; Tallis was on top of her, pinning her arms down with her knees.

"Please...stop..."

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Despite Solo's words, the feeling of unease had permanently settled in Kaci's chest. "No, I'll be coming to you. If Tallis is in town, that means Jeremy will be spending a shitton of time here." Send. "I'll be there in an hour. Kisses." Fuck. What was she going to tell Jeremy? She scrolled through her inbox searching for his name. "I'm going to be out with the girls today, so the house is yours if you wanna bring Tallis over and do...whatever. Just letting you know. Have fun and wrap up ya dick. Love you, Jerm!" It wasn't her best work, but it would have to do. As long as Tallis and Jeremy came straight here, everything would be fine.

Just fine.

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Tallis' pretty face was stained with tears, bright eyes rimmed red and swollen. Her makeup had stood the test, still flawlessly applied. She gladly took the flask and finished up its contents. Cheap whiskey. Jeremy's favorite. It took all she had not to spit it out. "Jesus Christ," she cried with a look of disgust. "Remind me to give you your present when we get back to the clubhouse. It's a bottle of 1975 Glenrothes single malt scotch. Which means we can drinking all in one sitting. It's expensive shit." She accepted his help to her feet. "For our tradition of one bottle a night, though, I got us a little more than just a bottle of cheap rum." Had they not been at the cemetery, she would have gladly given him a taste of what was waiting for him when they got home.

But respect for the dead and all.

She waited for Tillman to get back on the bike, positioning herself so that he could feel the warmth of her breath on the back of his neck. Her hands resting on his inner thighs. Why hold on when riding a bike was as natural as riding a horse or a man? Instead, she could tease him. Whispers of all the things she wanted to do to him when they got back. Her hand rubbing over the most sensitive part of his anatomy. Kisses gently placed on the back of the neck. Tallis had perfected the art of seduction while on the back of a motorcycle.

A lot had been perfected since she last saw Jeremy.

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"Jeremy isn't here, Kaci, he took Tallis to the cemetery." The rough, heavily accented voice of Patty caused Kaci to jump. "You're also not supposed to be here anyway. Tillman made that abundantly clear."

"Oh, I know. I'm not looking for my brother." Her words caused one of Patty's brows to raise. Oh, shit. Think fast, Kaci! "I'm actually just here to talk to Solo about Jeremy and Tallis, I want his input on the whole situation. Tallis had Jeremy wrapped around her little fingers...and I just want to make sure that he'll come out of this intact. Solo is the only one I can really talk to this about...wit Wiz gone and all. I mean, I just thought..." She was beginning to ramble.

"Okay, okay, okay." Patty waved his hand in her direction. "Just don't be too loud, I need some plausible deniability if Tillman asks any questions." He smacked her butt to get her going before returning back to his Playboy, all but forgetting his conversation with baby Tillman.

Kaci raced up the stairs, slipping into Solo's room without knocking. She couldn't see him, but she could hear the shower water running. "Solo, I'm here!" As she spoke she began removing clothes until all that was left was a sultry crop top and black, lace thong.

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Ahavas Chesed Cemetery. Three words that always pulled Tallis' heart into her throat, choking her with memories of the past. She chewed on her bottom lip as she stepped off Jeremy's bike, wrapping her arms around herself as she made her way through the rusted gate. For the first time in a very long time, Tallis was silent. It was almost as if everything was falling apart once more; she could feel her heart breaking in her chest and falling out of her body like broken shards of glass.

Memories were hitting her like trains, nearly forcing her to her knees.

"You're not allowed to leave me, Taylor!" Her words were badly slurred. She was drunk, had been for days now. Never had she known pain and anger such as this. Anger at him, but mostly herself. The machines that were keeping Taylor alive beeped at her in response, lending no comfort in this time of need. "You can't fucking leave me, you stupid piece of shit. You can't leave me. You're my best friend. You can't leave! I'll hate you forever. I'll hate you. Please don't leave me."

"Honey...he can't hear you. Please stop yelling, you're causing a scene." Her mother placed a shaking hand on her shoulder, trying to calm her down the best she could. Tallis had always been overdramatic.

"Don't fucking touch me! This is my fault. He was coming to see me. Me. If I hadn't called him...fuck...if I hadn't called him." Tallis fell to her knees, clutching her chest in agony as Taylor flatlined. "Someone help him! Please. Someone, please help him."

No one came to help him, and Taylor Black died that night along with a piece of his sister's heart.

Tallis stared down at the marker, plopping down beside it with tears in her eyes. She ran her fingers through her thick curls, searching for all the things she wished she could say to his stupid face. "I should have come visit you before now, but I've just been busy. Fuck, I can hear you telling me that's a shitty excuse, but it's all I've got." She chuckled but there was no joy in the sound. "I've missed you a lot, and I still haven't settled down...mostly because no one lives up to your standards." That was a lie. Taylor had always wanted her to be Tillman's old lady. "I'll bring you pictures of the bikes next time. I really think you'd like what I did to Banshee. Or you'd hate it, you never could tell ith you. You were always a picky bastard." Another chuckle, though this one was followed with a sigh. There was something she needed to get off her chest. "The guy that hit you gets off on parole soon, but don't worry...I'm going to take care of that."

And with that, the truth of why Tallis was back in town had come out. Taylor always had a way of making her truthful.

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The 20-year-old jumped as her iPhone vibrated on her chest, rousing her from the beginnings of sleep. She winced at the brightness of the phone screen, trying her best to keep the smile from creeping onto her lips. It was Solo. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just playing hard to get." Send. "Are you going to come see me tonight? I've been doing some research, and I think I found some things that you might enjoy ;)" Send. "I heard Tallis was back in town...is this true?" Send.

Kaci had always had a love-hate relationship with Tallis Black. Love, because it was difficult to dislike her. Hate, because she was stringing her brother along like a ragdoll. That, and if Tallis really wanted to...she could steal Solo away just by licking her lips the right way. A groan escaped her lips as she picked up the phone to text Solomon once more. "Do I have anything to worry about with her?"

Typical insecurities, but Tallis liked taken men.

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"That's not a problem, is it sweetheart?" Her father asked as he rubbed her shoulder. She could hear the unease in his voice, and tried her best to put his mind at ease. Tallis leaned into him, resting her head on his chest with her well-tattooed arms wrapped around his ever expanding waist. "I'm fine with whatever, Daddy. You don't have to worry about me." She looked up at him with innocent eyes, batting those gloriously long eyelashes; anything to make it seem like she was a little girl again. "But if Linda thinks she's going to keep this girl away from her Daddy, though, I'll smash out all the windows of that pretty little Lexus you bought her. Got it?" The innocence was fading away as anger began replacing it. Nothing annoyed Tallis as much as Linda, Daddy's new old lady. A dumb bitch that wanted nothing more than to replace her mother. Jokes on Linda, though! Tallis hated her mother. Then again, she hated anyone that tried to get between her and her father. She had always been a daddy's girl.

Black shook his head, kissing the top of his daughter's. He had always loved her aggressive, fiery nature, even found it cute. "Remember what I said, Tillman." With that one last warning, Black headed back into the clubhouse to continue on with this morning's business. Now that Tallis was back, everything needed to return to normal. She was his one and only weakness since Taylor died, and their enemies knew it.

Tallis watched her father intently, only moving once she was sure that her father could not see or hear her. "As much as I hate to admit it, I've missed you." She wrapped her arms around Jeremy as she spoke, pulling him close. His body felt so good, almost better than she remembered. Her hands started to explore his well muscled back, working their way down until finding a new home on his ass. "Before we head back to your house tonight, I want to go see my brother." The lust and excitement could no longer be found despite the fact that she was still holding him close.

She had almost missed Jeremy as much as she missed Taylor.

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Kaci rolled over, searching for the body that she knew wouldn't be there. Instead of finding Solo, she found her phone. No new messages. "I'm not really sure what I was going to expect." She rolled onto her back, throwing her arm over her face. The gang always came first. Always. It was the same way for Jeremy, but she was used to that.

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"You fuck like a dirty, little whore. Goddamn!" He smirked up at her as he continued to work her heavily tattooed body. Nipping at the metal at the tip of her fake breasts. Burying himself deep inside her with heavy breath. She was a goddess with raven locks and he just a lowly mortal being allowed to bask in her glory.

Now that was something Tallis hadn't heard before. You're a whore! Plenty of times. That's MY husband, you whore! More times than she could keep count. But 'you fuck like a whore'? That was new, and she would gladly take it as a compliment. "Fuck...Tallis...I'm gonna--" The President's daughter pushed the man out of her, blindly reaching for her phone as he finished what she had started with his own hand. "Get out, I have Club business to attend to." She didn't look at him as she spoke, scrolling through the contacts on her phone until she found 'Pops.'

"I don't know of any buis--"

"I said get the fuck out," She paused, glancing at him if only for a second. "Isn't your pregnant wife waiting for you at home or something?" Tallis had learned that bringing up her lover's wife always got him going and soft. But this time, it didn't work. He just stood there looking hurt and angry, like an abused puppy who had just been scolded for humping the pillow again. To drive home her message, she drove the heel of her designer stiletto into his fleshy thigh. She wanted him gone.

"Fuck you, you stupid bitch," he grumbled as he slipped back into his clothes. Sticks and stones could break her bones, but his words would never even turn her head. He could call her a bitch all he wanted...but he would come back. He always came back. Even when his wife threatened to leave. He came back.

Men were so predictable.

Tallis Black rolled onto her stomach, pulling a pack of cigarettes out from under her sweat covered pillow. She took one out and lit it, placing it between her full lips as she pressed the call button. It was time to let daddy know his little princess was coming home. "Daddy!" She was practically purring.

“Hello? I can’t really – Honey? Is that really you? I- “

She giggled, thick gray smoke pouring out of her mouth as she spoke. "Yeah. It's me. Sorry, I haven't called, but I wanted to do it before I just showed up today."

“You want to come here? Things aren't good here, sweetie. We’re about to –"

"Daddy, I want to come home. Everything is already packed, and the boys and I are ready to ride out."

“Well, you know I can’t say no to you. Fine. See you soon.”

"Bye, daddy."

Tallis couldn't help the satisfied smirk that was creeping onto her lips. Pops could never say no to her, she had always been his biggest weakness...and she probably always would be. A blessing and a curse wrapped in an over sexualized package. Soon, she would be back in her hometown and hopefully in Tillman's bed. Preferably Tillman's bed, but she would take Solo's if she had to.

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Black stood at the front of his shop, arms crossed as the roar of 10 to 15 motorcycles announced the arrival of the Red Devil chapter of Cherokee City. The pack was lead by, unsurprisingly, by Tallis herself. What was surprising, though, was the bike she was riding. A customized Harley Davidson Sportster, all black everything. Like her soul.

"I'll be damned," Black said as he ran his fingers through his graying hair. "That's a sight I thought I'd never see again. Taylor's bike and Tallis." The last part he whispered, and only those closest to him. Despite what his facial expressions would tell you, his heart was breaking at the sight.

Tallis pulled up right in front of her father and the others pulled up behind her. In a matter of seconds, the deafening roar of the motorcycles were silenced. "Hi, Pops." She was wearing the Club's leather jacket, a black crop top, and skin tight black jeans.

"You need to cover up, young lady."

His daughter launched herself off Taylor's bike and into her father's arms. It was almost as the weight world were lifted off their shoulders. They were reunited, despite what the future would hold for the Red Devil chapters. Tallis let go of her father, glancing back at the bike. "She's all yours, Pops. I think that should make up for all the birthday presents I forgot to get you," She removed her helmet as she spoke, tossing it to Jeremy as she shook out her raven locks. "Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes, Jeremy Tillman." The President's daughter winked at Solo.

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Tallis Black
Age: 23
Title: President's Daughter and Club Member
Rap sheet: 1 count of shoplifting, 2 counts of prostitution, 1 count of assault

Apperance: Long, jet black hair. Of average height, leans towards being slender. Her boobs are fake, but that ass of her's is real. Unlike in the picture, her ears are not stretched.
Personality: Tallis is a firecracker. Lively and excitable, with a temper that will burn you. She draws you in with her beauty, but keeps you there with her explosive passion about everything she does. She loves keeping up with the guys, trying to prove that she's no different than them...and that she's earned her place in the Club. More than anything, though, she loves men and she loves what they can do to her body.
History: Tallis Black lived a lavish lifestyle, that is until her mother took her away from her father at 15. Mrs. Black didn't want to lose Tallis to the Red Devils like she lost her husband and son. At 18, though, Tallis joined up with a local chapter because she found it too difficult to leave the life behind. She started to work her way up the ranks, but home was calling too loudly for her liking

Kaci Tillman
Nickname: Kase
Age: 20
Title: Civilian
Rap sheet: Clean

Apperance: Tall and slender, not very curvy. Keeps her hair perfectly curled, and never goes anywhere without makeup.
Personality: Kaci is quiet and shy, desperately trying to break out of her shell...and step out of Jeremy's shadow. Both are not easy tasks. She doesn't drink or smoke, and she'd never be caught dead in the club. She loves the Red Devils, though, and has been trying to show that she can be just like one of their Old Ladies. Loyal. A freak in bed. Street smart. Fierce. But as of now...she's none of these things.
History: Kaci lost her father when she was very young, meaning it was only her and Jeremy. She followed Jeremy everywhere, because he's the only family that she has now. Family has to stick together.

Cee's Requests

@ceewrites I would be totally interested in doubling on the Supernatural x Human pairing, if you're up for that :)

Trash's IC for 20+ MxF & FxF

@megatrash I'd be interested in building something for the motorcycle gang!

Needing partners

@KatherinWinter I would be really interested in Bond Together!