Johnny Cade

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andersonelliott​:

It’s like super quiet, who opened up The Academy’s torture dungeon and threw everyone inside? Whenever things are quiet like this, a whole bunch of either cool or terrifying shit usually pops off unexpectedly. 

@tgaimportant​

It is but I think it’s kind of nice. All the intense stuff bein’ behind us for now is a good break. How are you feelin’?

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switchyriley​:

I’ve been having some Domme and sub needs, so I just thought I’d put it out there that I’m looking to do something if anyone else is having some needs and would be interested. Looking for both sexual and nonsexual scenes.

These are just basic ideas/kinks as I figured we could discuss specifics together. Some things I’m wanting are:

As Domme - Roleplay  - Domestic service - Caregiver/little and/or nonsexual care scene - Bondage - Pain play - TPE - An inspection scene

As Sub - Pet play - Roleplay - Public scene and/or public use scene - Shibari/bondage - Punishment scene - Pain play - TPE - Collar leash in a non pet play way

Hi Miss. I don’t really think I’m interested in a scene or anything, but I saw other offers so that’s good. I wanted to say hey and see if you’re doing okay. Hope things are good. 

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tgadallaswinston​:

The part of Dallas that had kept his distance from Johnny for all of these years despite falling in love with him– because of falling in love with him, the part that protected him at all costs wanted to run. Dallas Winston wasn’t afraid of anything, but he was afraid of hurting Johnny. Of not being good enough. But there was nothing that would hurt the other man more than running right now, and with Johnny so close and touching him… he couldn’t run. Instead, he reached for the other man and kissed back when he was kissed. “I love you too, Johnny,” he admitted against his lips, kissing him again. “Have for a long, long time.”

Kissing Dallas was just about the best feeling in the world. There had been very few moments in Johnny Cade’s life that had allowed him to feel safe, but every moment spent with Dallas Winston made the list. From the time he laid his eyes on the Dominant Johnny had known who he wanted to claim him. He had known who he belonged to. He pressed his chest into Dallas, adding pressure and force to their kiss and embrace. When Dallas spoke and said those words Johnny clutched at his chest, taking in a sharp breath. “Why didn’t you ever say anything Dal? Why’d you wait?:

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tgadallaswinston​:

Dallas lifted his head when he heard his name and the words registered faster than he could control his face. His eyes watered and he grinned, then looked away with an inhale through his nose. Did he really just hear that? “Johnny…”

Dallas expression brought a smile to Johnny’s face and his eyes lit up while he nodded his head slowly. “Yeah, Dal?” Swallowing his normally reserved demeanor, and all the anxiety that came along with it, Johnny leaned over to run his hands up the Dominant’s bare chest, wrapping his arms around Dallas neck. Scooting closer, Johnny leaned in fully for a kiss, their lips connecting slowly. “I love you.”

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“Dally?” Johnny asked, turning over to face the man. “...I love you.”

@tgadallaswinston​

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tgadallaswinston​:

Even if he wasn’t capable of speaking, Johnny still was, and as they rutted against each other’s naked bodies half on and half off the couch in the living room of Johnny’s Dalton suite. It was music to his ears and he growled in the other man’s ear when he heard the way he called his name. The Dominant inside of him wanted to respond to the title but the part of him that wanted Johnny with such a fiery passion was more primal, possessive, and made of pure human lust. The way he went after the man he’d been in love with for longer than he could put a number to was animal and rough. His mouth traveled down the front of the other man’s body, biting and leaving marks all the way down. His eyes flickered up when he reached those hips and he reached around to grab both ass cheeks before taking Johnny’s cock in his mouth and letting it slide right out of those hollowed cheeks as he pulled his head back up. “I got ya, Johnny boy. You know I always do.” He could still taste the other man on his lips and tongue. “I’m gonna have to carry ya to class again, I’m gonna wreck the fuck outta ya.” 

When the growl came, Johnny dug his fingertips into Dallas as hard as he could, head lolling under his shiver. The way that the other moved against him, doing everything so perfectly, drove him absolutely crazy, and the need began to radiate even more from his body. When Dallas began to move down, Johnny moaned loudly, his hands moving to grasp at Dallas hair. “Sir, yes! That’s...I want it. I want you, please Sir.” Johnny bucked when his ass was grabbed, pulling at fistfuls of Dally’s hair. “Yes Sir, you always take the best care of me, you always do!” The sinful last words Dallas managed to mutter sent Johnny into a tailspin, turning him to a whimpering mess. His hips rolled under the weight of his pleasure. “Please, Sir...Dal, I need it. Do it! Fuck me, please. Be rough with me, fuck me up, wreck me Sir, That’s what I want, please! All night. Fuck me all night, Dal, please!”

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tgadallaswinston​:

There were no words when Johnny was talking like this. Dallas couldn’t control himself, he leaned in and crashed their lips together possessively. His hands groped and grabbed too, already working to pull and rip their clothes off like he’d promised to do so. There was just no in-between, Dallas was either barely holding himself back or he was steamrolling through his wants. Before he could really even blink, his lips and teeth were all over Johnny’s neck, biting into it and sucking dark marks all over. In less than a minute, the smaller man was covered in hickeys and they were both naked with the shreds of their clothes at their ankles. 

When Dallas lips landed against Johnny’s the submissive responded without hesitation. He wasn’t anywhere close to experienced in any of these kinds of things. Dallas had been his first kiss only days before. Even with the air of partial innocence still surrounding him Johnny was aware of the fact that he wanted to continue growing, learning, and exploring with Dallas Winston. He’d loved the man for longer than he could remember, and everything happening between them felt so surreal. His hands traveled over all the parts of Dallas he could reach, and he moved easily with and under the Dominant while he was absolutely manhandled. And, he loved every second of it. When he was bitten, Johnny cried out, not caring to control himself as he immediately began rutting up into Dallas naked body. “Sir, please...” He panted, his mind on overload but his mouth unable to communicate exactly what he wanted. “Please, I need- I need- Please Sir, I need- I want- Dallas please!”

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tgadallaswinston​:

When Johnny called his name, Dallas felt every cell in his body shift into attention. Still, he tried to look nonchalant when he looked over at the other man. He immediately wanted to jump on the man that was the only man that would dare speak up to him. He remained still though, at least until he heard those words. All he could do was sit there with his jaw on the floor for a second, then he got up and physically picked Johnny up and wrapped the other man’s legs around his waist. He swallowed, obviously conflicted. “I’m no good for you, you know. It’s real hard to keep my hands off’a you. You say shit like that… and I’m liable to rip your fuckin’ clothes off, Johnny Boy.”

It was clear Johnny had surprised Dallas, and part of him wanted to laugh at the fact. Dallas Winston hadn’t ever been surprised by anyone, Johnny was sure of it. Before he had the chance to say much of anything, Dallas was lifting him, and his body responded immediately. To say he clung to the man would have been an understatement, and in fact Johnny pressed himself as far into Dallas as he could, looking at him with as much need and lust as he could muster. Dallas words gave him pause, and Johnny froze a little, both scared and excited about what had been said. “No Sir. I don’t know. I know the opposite if you’re askin’ for an honest answer. I don’t see that. I don’t accept it. I don’t believe it.” Johnny shook his head furiously but did his best to remain calm. “So then don’t keep them off’a me. I don’t want you to, I didn’t ask you to. I want the opposite of that too. Then do it. Rip my clothes. Lay me down. Have your way with me Dal. Fuck me, teach me, show me...Give me everything I’ve been missin’. I need it. I need you. I need you Sir.”

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“Dal, Sir?” Johnny took a deep breath, trying to steady himself and calm his nerves. What he was about to say he’d never said before. Part of him felt strange, like someone other than himself was saying it. But, for once in his life, Johnny Cade didn’t want to be quiet. He didn’t want to be meek. He wanted to say what he felt, to state his needs and wants, even if they lead to hurt. “I want...I need...I wondered...Dallas, will you fuck me again?”

@tgadallaswinston

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tgadallaswinston​:

Having Johnny this close as always a temptation. It was simultaneously the easiest and hardest thing he did, it was so natural and so fulfilling to be the one that brought Johnny on track and kept him there and there was nobody else that he would want doing it but it was also putting himself in close, intimate proximity with a man that he was in love with that he would never allow himself to have. Dallas Winston might not be guilty of the crimes he was now convicted of, but he was still a criminal, more than even most of the rest of their gang, and he was a known heartbreaker. Even when he had the best intentions, he was a terror. Nobody could get to him like Johnny could, but nobody was as important as Johnny either. “Say it again, with your chest. You’re smart, Johnny.” All three of his last words sounded punctuated and especially dominant. “It’s nothin’ I gotta do, it’s what I want to do. You didn’t ask or shit, which is a problem but we’ll get to that, I ordered this. It’s a demand, not a burden.” They got closer when Johnny followed his order and he felt himself calming and soothing inside as he started to get comfortable with the other man. Then he felt those lips press against his cheek and his eyes were wide as that sound hit his ear and he didn’t have to ask what was happening or what that was about. He had thought that Johnny would never make a move, so he’d be fine as long as he didn’t do anything himself. If he kept just enough distance, Johnny would find someone else. Someone better. But that kiss landed and he felt his willpower waning. He leaned in close, cupping the submissive’s face with both hands and resting their heads against each other. 

Once he was out of eye sight, his eyebrows furrowed as he tried to tell himself that he needed to keep steady and keep just a little bit of distance to stop himself from doing something stupid. Something like kissing Johnny and giving himself away. His heart ached though, and when he leaned back to say something, he couldn’t speak. Instead, all he could do was the one thing he’d wanted for ages but told himself to never do. He kissed Johnny.

It was hard, but Johnny did as he was told, repeating the phrase he’d been given to repeat with a little more conviction in his voice. After he’d landed the kiss on Dallas cheek, he felt the world around him slow, the only sound in existence his own heart beating and his own blood rushing through his veins. Johnny froze, and for more than just a couple of seconds he was convinced he’d made a mistake. He’d had feelings for the Dominant for longer than he could remember, since the second he’d laid eyes on Dallas Winston he’d felt a pull to the man that he couldn’t explain. Where the rest of the world saw a criminal, a lost cause, a degenerate, Johnny saw his future. He saw a man who had been through more than any one person should have had to go through, with a heart of gold who just sometimes didn’t know how to show that to the rest of the world, because everything in his experience screamed that all it would get him was hurt. Johnny hadn’t been through everything Dallas had, but he’d been through enough of his own shit to understand Dallas in ways others didn’t. Sometimes, not even their own gang. Sure they were family, always there and never judging, loving Dallas through everything. But, there were some experiences that when shared, created an even bigger bond than the ones they all shared. And he and Dallas had that. Johnny could hear and feel the pattern of Dallas breathing change, and he squeezed his eyes shut to accept whatever reaction he was going to get. But, that reaction he was preparing for never came. Instead, what did was Dallas lips landing on his own, his grip tightening as Johnny’s body relaxed in a way it never had. He never wanted the moment to end, part of him fearing it would never come again. He hesitated but slowly brought his hands up to press against the Dominant’s chest, fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt while he pressed himself into the man. Every bit of passion, love, lust, trust, and emotion Johnny had ever felt for Dallas he poured into the kiss, in case this really was it, and in case they really were in a moment that they’d never get back. He didn’t know what this would mean or how things would shift after the moment was over, but he knew that for once, it was a chance he needed to take, leaving it all on the table while he could. 

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tgadallaswinston​:

As promised, as soon as Johnny told him that he understood and they covered everything he’d said, he lifted himself upright and bent at the waist just enough to grab Johnny by the neck and shoulder with one hand. They got the paper and got settled at the couch and Dallas gave him a good boy before reading the essay. The grammar made it difficult, but Dallas knew Johnny and he cared, so he took his time and read through it. He understood. With a few nods, he set the paper aside and leaned in closer, taking one of the submissive’s hands and placing it on the Dominant’s shoulder because he knew he’d get no resistance. Dallas wouldn’t let himself take what he wanted from Johnny because he felt he didn’t deserve the submissive, but he had no problem with dominating him to take care of him when he needed it. Dallas didn’t mind doing anything for Johnny, he’d give the other man his last dollar and the shirt off his own back. Nobody else could say that, and nobody else could talk through anything with Dallas. He wouldn’t listen. Leaning in close, he rested his cheek against Johnny’s and spoke quietly. “You’re real smart, Johnny. This is real good, your teacher is an idiot. We’re gonna start there and you’re gonna tell me that you’re smart and here’s why– because you deserve it, you are smart, and you need to believe in yourself so you can get that across to the rest’a these pieces of shit out here. Your teacher has one job and it ain’t bein’ done, that’s not your fault. You’re gonna graduate with everyone else, we’re all on the same page now. Your next paper, you’re gonna bring to me. All you gotta do is leave your directions for the assignment out on the table, I’ll see it. I’ll help ya, and I’ll look it over before ya hand it in.” His hand found the submissive’s free hand and entwined their fingers. “I’m right here, all you gotta do is tell me when you need somethin’. Anythin’. Any time. Trust me, like you say you do. Like I know you do. I will always give you everythin’ you need and I will always make it easy. Now keep your hands where they are, let me help you up into my lap. We’re gonna sit here for a minute, then we’ll worry about food and shit.”

The nerves built as Dallas read over the paper, and Johnny’s hands began squeezing at the Dominant’s thighs, almost unintentionally, trying to place his energy somewhere but not wanting to disobey by moving from the position he’d been put in. Trying to focus his mind anywhere but on how badly he felt, Johnny continued to stare up at Dallas. In his mind, he wondered what might happen if he were to just take what he wanted for the first time in his life, what the consequences might be, and what Dallas might do. He’d almost convinced himself to go for it, to try it, but the fear of ruining what he had with the other held him back. It was better to have a little bit of Dallas Winston than it was to have none. Johnny snapped to attention when the Dominant  moved, and when his skin brushed his own, he shivered again, but remained in place. He listened while Dallas spoke, opening his mind to all that the Dominant was saying. Nodding, he took in a breath and prepared himself to say what Dallas had instructed him to say. “Yes Sir. I’m smart.” He repeated, his voice as quiet as it ever had been, but his eyes remained steady. “Thank you, Sir. That...I’m sorry. I’m sorry that’s what you’ve gotta do for me. But thank you for being willing to do it.” Dallas hand found his, and Johnny gave himself easily, no hesitation and no second thought. Johnny took the words he was hearing to heart. They rang in his ears, and against his own will he began to associate them with the other feelings he was having. The feeling of wanting to test what might happen if he were to make some kind of move. That wasn’t in his character, not with anyone else, not in any other part of his life. But here was Dallas Winston, the Dominant and man Johnny trusted more than anyone else, telling him he could have anything he wanted. Dallas hadn’t ever denied him anything before, and in fact had always gone above and beyond to make sure that Johnny was on as even of a playing field with everyone else as he could have been. He nodded at Dallas direction, keeping their hands intertwined while he moved to sit in the man’s lap. Even this wasn’t necessarily unusual for them, and he began feeling even more comfort than he had. Johnny studied the Dominant’s profile, heart pounding while he debated what he’d do next. Nodding, he opened his mouth, closed it, then opened it again. “Dal...” He began, holding his breath. Without saying more, he leaned forward quickly before he could second guess his own self, kissing Dallas on the cheek, then righting himself so quickly he had to ask even himself if it had happened. His grip tightened and his eyes squeezed shut for a moment while he tried to prepare for whatever was to come. 

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tgadallaswinston​:

Being this close to Johnny was difficult, all Dallas wanted to do was kiss him. But he didn’t think of himself as good enough for the other man, the submissive deserved the world, so he’d always stopped himself. He took care of Johnny in every way that the other man needed him to, including being down this close to check on him when he was piecing together that withdrawals might be the problem. That smile hit him and that shiver hit him again. The apology hit him too, but in another way. “Don’t be sorry, Johnny boy. I want you to tell me. In fact, I want you to tell me sooner than this next time. I ain’t gonna have you walkin’ around like this. So we’re gonna fix it.” His hands ran through Johnny’s hair again, one hand stopping on his neck with the thumb on his jaw and the other cupping closer to the opposite cheekbone. “You’re gonna stay down there, you’re gonna lead me to your essay, I’m gonna put it in your mouth so you can carry it, then we’re gonna head to the couch. I’m gonna keep my hand right hand.” The hand on Johnny’s neck squeezed gently, then slid close to where a collar would rest and squeezed again. “Then I’m gonna sit, and you’re gonna stay kneelin’, with your arms and head in my lap, and I’ll read your essay and we’ll go from there. You with me, Johnny boy?”

Every word from Dallas mouth kept Johnny hanging on, including the nickname the man had always had for him. His eyes were fixed, his breathing trying to even itself out while he listened to all Dallas had to say. The moment Dallas said he would fix it, a kind of relief washed through the submissive, even if there was still a hint of nerves at the direction to tell him before things got this bad next time. “Yes Sir. I know I shoulda told you sooner. I just don’t...I don’t know...” How was the word he was searching for, but couldn’t bring himself to say. “I trust you, Sir.” Every touch was both magnetic and electrifying, and he remained frozen in place exactly the way Dallas held him. This was a position no other would have been able to get him into, much less to remain so comfortable in, other than maybe another member of their gang. But, even as close as they all were, Johnny couldn’t imagine himself in this position with any of them. Not really. Not like he did Dallas. If he were honest with himself, Johnny knew he wanted Dallas to kiss him. More than almost anything. But, much like submission, it wasn’t something he was jumping to ask for, so he didn’t. “Yes Sir. I understand, I can do that.” Johnny followed the order to a T, moving easily and without hesitation under Dallas touch. Once he was settled exactly as he’d been directed he turned his eyes down, chewing his lip while Dallas took the time to read. It wasn’t a secret to him or anyone else that he wasn’t the smartest guy on the block. Even at 16-years-old, he’d had to have one of their gang, Pony, read him books aloud when he felt like “reading”. It wasn’t that his ideas were bad, in fact the truth was the content of the paper was better than even Johnny himself realized. But, the grammatical problems made it a difficult read. Johnny wasn’t stupid, there was a clear understanding of the material he was writing about, and he had great ideas. The execution, however, wasn’t there. 

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tgadallaswinston​:

Of course I’m always gonna come back.

Dallas sent the text because he couldn’t ever hold his tongue for even half a second, then took the last few steps to Johnny’s door and turned the knob. Locking the door behind himself, he walked to the other man and knowing he needed to submit, he walked a circle around him as if he were inspecting, stopping in front of the submissive. Most other Dominants would stay standing upright, but Dallas lowered himself so that he was squatting, balanced on the balls of his feet. Both hands ran through the other man’s hair with a smooth, “Good boy” and then he carefully lifted Johnny’s head by the chin so their eyes would meet. 

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The text came through and Johnny didn’t stop himself from peeking at the reply. His heart skipped a beat and his breath paused. Before his processing period had ended, Dallas was in front of him, circling him, then crouching to his level. Johnny smiled to himself, and he still wore it when Dally started tipping his head back. He shivered at the praise, he knew the Dominant felt it. Johnny’s eyes were wide as he gazed up at Dallas Winston. “Thank you Sir. I felt so bad. I wouldn’t have...If I didn’t. I’m sorry, Dal. Sir.”

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JOHNNY📱DALLAS

Dallas: Burgers are good, I don't want ya leavin' just as soon as I get there. Yeah, /we/ will. You're whatever ya wanna be, Johnny. Good, thought so. put your phone down. Hands on the ground too, a few inches away from your knees. Eyes on the floor too. Breathe. You're a good boy. Maybe I will.

Johnny: You don't, huh? I'll make burgers. I'll make fries for you too. One of these days I'm gonna start sneaking vegetables in somewhere. Yes, Sir. You're real funny Dal. And real smart. Yes Sir. I'll be like that when you get here. Thanks, Sir. I'd like that. Makes me feel like you're always gonna come back.

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JOHNNY📱DALLAS

Dallas: /Good boy./ What ya got? Sounds like a full day. Good. How'd you like the support group? And don't say that about your essay, we'll look at it. How are ya feelin' now, any better? I ain't been up to much today. Only went back to mine after class to get some more clothes.

Johnny: That was good. Thanks. I can have whatever you want, right now I got some burgers ready to go, I pattied them out last night just in case. If you ain't in the mood for that I can go to the pantry. Don't bother me none. It was. It's just the truth. I'm no author. /We/ will? ...Yeah. A little better. Even...Just with this. Thanks, Dal. Sir. I figured, yeah. You could leave more here if you wanted. It's up to you. You don't gotta.

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JOHNNY📱DALLAS

Dallas: I trust you'll be waitin' like that when I get there. I know, you're okay. Good boy. Tell me what you did today.

Johnny: Yes Sir. I will be, you don't gotta worry. Thank you. Do you know what you want to eat? Today I went to classes. I got a good mark on my meal plan in Cooking. Didn't do so hot on my essay for the Intro class but I guess none of us expected I'd ace it. I went to that Support Group meeting too. Just to check it out. Then I came back and laid down for a while. I must've fallen asleep. I thought it might help but I woke up feelin' worse than I did. What about you, Sir?

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JOHNNY📱DALLAS

Dallas: Tired? On your knees, Johnny boy. I'm on my way.

Johnny: Yeah. Yes Sir. Thank you. I can still cook for you.