°Jax Imagine Where He Has A Romantic Day With The Reader. Super Fluffy!

°Jax Imagine where he has a romantic day with the reader. Super fluffy!

The day had barely even started and I was ready to scream. Abel had woken up super early, interupting Jackson and I in the middle of a morning round.

Jax had to leave early to open TM. I had stopped by, leaving Abel with Tig, only to come back around to find that he gave him a shit ton of candy and soda.

So now here I was, at home with a cranky toddler who refused to go to sleep.

“Abel, honey, don’t touch that, please.” I asked of him.

It was a metal photo frame and I didn’t want him to hurt himself.

His bottom lip quivered as he plopped down on his diapered tush, throwing one hell of a screaming fit.

I tsked, feeling my own tears of frustration start, “Honey, c'mon now.” I went to him, picking him up.

He bent himself backwards from me, letting out a wail just as Jax walked through the door.

The smile he wore fell from his face. Concerned he rushed to us, “The hell’s goin’ on?”

He touched my back as I bursted into tears. Handing Abel over to him, I went to the bedroom to calm down.

10 minutes later, all was quiet and he stuck his head in the door. “Hey Darlin’.”

I sniffled, “Hey.”

He came in, squatting down in front of me, “What’s the matter, baby?”

I grabbed a pillow hugging it to me, “Nothing, just Abel and I frustrated. I’m killing Tig by the way.”

He laughed, taking the pillow from me so he could kneel between my legs. “Yeah, Mom told me. She came and took Abel for the weekend.”

I perked up slightly. “Just you and me?”

He smiled, leaning against me, “Just me and you, baby.”

I dipped my head, kissing him soundly. Just as I was about to pull away, he brought my face back down to him, his fingers in my hair.

His kisses were alway the best, making that light smacking noise as his lips pulled away from mine.

It was just, unf!

One last peck and he stood, pulling me up. “Now, I want you to get dressed in one of those cute dresses you like so much. I’ve got some plans for us.”

I couldn’t help the smile. It must’ve been contagious seeing how Jax’s smile was so big that the corner of his eyes crinkled.

I hugged him, excited as I went to pick out a dress. °°°°°° Jax was ready to go, outside smoking while waiting for me. I left the house, locking the door behind me. He leaned against his bike as I walked over to him, his eyes following up my legs and to my face.

He bit his lip, grunting while blowing out some smoke.

“You look great, baby.”

He offered his hand out to me, which I gladly took. Flicking his cigarette to the side, he pulled me to him, kissing me.

He ran a hand up my leg, it going under my dress and squeezing my backside.

I pulled back from the kiss, smacking his chest.

“The neighbors, Jackson!” I laughed.

“Just seeing if I had easy access Darlin’.” He grinned.

I rolled my eyes, but played along, “Jax, Sweetheart; with you, there’ll always be easy access.”

He laughed, kissing my cheek before handing me a helmet.

Jax climbed onto his bike, giving me his hand to help me balance. I sat behind him, easily sliding down to where my body was snug with his.

Starting the bike, he put up the kick stand, then took a hand running it up my thigh and under my dress again.

I shook my head, smacking his arm. He laughed loudly over the roar of the bike before pulling off onto the road. °°°°°° We rode for about 20 minutes, just to the outskirts of Charming where a great Italian restaurant was located.

Violetta’s was absolutely beautiful and smelt like fresh baked goods when we entered.

We were seated immediately, a booth in the far back where we could have our privacy.

As I scooched in, Jax pulled me to his side, putting his arm around my shoulder.

As we looked over the menu, he took his fingers, making tiny circles on my arm. Little things like that always relaxed me.

We ordered our food as soon as the waiter came. She took our menus then left us to ourselves.

I leaned over, kissing Jax on the cheek. “Thank you Sweetheart. I really appreciate this.”

He gave me his crooked grin, “Anything for you baby. You deserve this and more.”

I leaned into him more, practically snuggling him.

“So how’s everything with the club?” I asked.

He shook his head, “No talk about the club or work, Y/N. This is about just you and me spending quality, quiet time together.”

“Sorry Hun. It’s so weird not being surrounded by it.”

He nodded his head, taking a sip of his drink.

I looked around the restaurant, taking in the decor. I felt Jax tilt his head towards mine as he kissed the outer shell of my ear.

“You look really good, baby.” He commented.

It’s not that Jax never complimented me, because he did, but to just be able to focus on him and him alone was just amazing.

I blushed, putting a strand of hair behind my ear, “Thank you Jackson.”

He kissed down my neck, taking in a deep breath, smelling my perfume that I sprayed on before leaving.

“What’re you wearing?” He whispered, his lips never leaving my neck.

I bit my lip, “Southern Soul.”

He left multiple kisses and nips on my neck before going back to my ear.

“It smells awesome, baby. I could just eat you up.”

I had to hold back a moan. “Well, you can eat me later.”

And that’s when the damn waitress walked back up to our table with our food. She was a rather young girl and a deer caught in the headlights look at my comment.

My face heated as I cleared my throat. Jax’s chest rumbled with laughter as she placed the plates on the table and left.

He then busted out laughing, falling over to his side.

I pinched his hip, “You ass!” I hissed.

He sat back up, grabbing my chin and kissing me. “You’re so damn adorkable, baby.”

I mocked him while grabbing my fork. I spun my fork in the pasta that I’d ordered, bringing it to my mouth.

Closing my eyes, I moaned softly at how delicious it was. The pasta was al dente and the sauce spot on.

Jax cleared his throat. I opened my eyes and looked to him.

“What Sweetheart?” I asked, wiping my mouth.

“Uh… I’m kind of jealous of that pasta right now.”

I couldn’t help the snort that came out as I laughed.

“Don’t worry, I’ll save some moans for you.”

He shook his head, “Promises, promises.”

We throughly enjoyed our meal and were more than ready for dessert.

I ordered Budino, an Italian custard, while Jax ordered a raspberry cheescake.

Jax took a small piece of raspberry and a piece of cake, bringing it to my mouth, “You gotta try this, baby.”

Shyly, I opened my mouth, taking the bite he offered. Jax’s eyes darkened as he pulled the fork from my mouth.

His other hand gripped my thigh, giving it a squeeze.

I chewed slowly, licking my lips as I swallowed. “Mmm, that is good!”

Jax’s resolve broke, him snapping for the check.

To be continued

NOTE: Alright, so the next imagine is a Jax Smut, so I figured that I’d continue this one with that request. Sound okay? 😄