You whimpered and took his tip in your mouth sucking so harshly that Dally could have came from just that. “Fucking suck already (y/n), I can’t take it.” He growled pulling your hair. You sucked one of his balls in your mouth and Dally lost it. His tip was an angry red and begging for attention. You smirked a little bit and licked his tip multiple times. You pulled his boxers down just enough to let his cock out of his boxers. He whimpered quietly when you stuck your tongue out and ran it up and down his cock. You kissed the outline of his cock straining against his boxers.
You unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down to his ankles. You got down on your knees slowly but eventually. “Fucking hell, I’m hard from staring at you and that goddamn sucker, so get on your knees.” Dally growled so sternly that you weren’t going to push one bit. “No! Tell me what’s wrong.” You pushed back. “Dallas what’s your fucking deal?” you snapped crossing your arms. He locked the door and turned back to you. You looked up at Dallas who dragged you into concessions and pushed you in the bathroom. You dropped your sucker and the people behind you groaned for being in the way. Soda, Steve and Pony were with you.ĭally got up from his seat and pulled you up by your arm. You and Dally weren’t really dating but everyone knew you were paws off or they would have no paws. It was your typical outing to the drive in with Dally, who’s arm was tight around your shoulders. Not the best date ever, but it was certainly memorable.Omg this was like spontaneous and I feel really good but I’m going to regret this after like an hour.
You just stuck your tongue out at him and giggled. “You really are quite the spitfire, aren'tcha doll?” he asked, wading around in the water. “That’s what you get for laughin’ at me asshole,” you cried, pulling your feet out of the water so he couldn’t pull you in, “and for being ‘world’s best boyfriend’, or whatever.” you rolled your eyes at him. You just laughed harder and kicked water in his face. “Y/n,” he wiped water from his eyes, “ what. You curled over in laughter as he struggled in the murky green sea. You used all of the force you had to shove him off of the deck and into the pond. “Oh, does it really matter? I’m still the best boyfriend ever, I mean, I fought off twelve Socs for ya while you sat there and twirled your pretty hair.” he twirled a strand around his forefinger, and leaned in for a kiss. “You what?!” you guffawed, looking at him with your jaw agape. “Chased em’ off with my heater.” Dally smirked at you. “Where are those Socs anyway?” you asked hoarsely. You sat down carefully at the edge of the deck, as Dally pulled you close and hugged you a bit too tight. Your denim shorts were sopping wet, and you could see straight through your striped t-shirt. He just kept on laughing, as he grabbed you arms and yanked you up onto the deck. “Help me out dammit before I end it right now.” “What the hell Dallas?!” you shouted, splashing him with water. It was a loud bellowing belly laugh that echoed through the trees. He looked over the dock, and instead of a look of shock, or anger, he doubled over with laughter. You quickly surfaced, gasping and coughing. Not like it hurt or anything, but the shock basically knocked the wind out of you. You hit the freezing cold water head first. You quickly swung an elbow to his face and he dropped you. One Soc wrapped an arm around your waist, and dangled you over the edge of the dock. “ANYONE ELSE?” shouted Dally ferociously, as bodies were being tossed into the water. “Oh c'mon baby, don’t be like that,” one of them slurred, stumbling over to you, “I could show you a good time…” he trailed off as Dallas grabbed the collar of his shirt and swung him into the water. “Hey baby!” called one of the guys from the group.ĭallas’s instantly grabbed your hand and pulled you close to him. You weren’t going to let a bunch of low-life bastards ruin your fun. But the feelings of ease dropped when you spotted a group huddled by the end of the dock, tipping back glasses and shoving each other into the lake. Dallas mumbled a long string of profanities as you continuously pecked his cheeks and neck. He bought four sloppy joe’s from the Dingo, and one large lemonade for the ride. You gave him a playful shove, and hopped out of the car. “So you ready to have a lil’ fun princess?” asked Dally, winking at you.
It may be Soc territory, but it was usually deserted anyhow.
” So this afternoon, you and Dallas were going on a trip to the docks. So finally he gave in, claiming it was “the only way to get you to stop bitchin’. I mean, making out in his car is nice and all, but every other day? Gets a little old. You’ve been nagging Dally for weeks now to go on a real date.
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