imagine fixing dally’s wounds…
tw//wounds(nothing too serious)
SMUT WARNING: CR3AMP!ES, M!RROR S3X, A LITTLE D3GR4DING
Waking up to a soft knock on your window, you look at the red numbers displayed on your alarm clock.
it read. Rubbing your eyes and switching on the lamp, you sit up to see a figure behind the curtains. You question if you should open it or not. Your answer comes to you when it says,
“Y/n. Open uppp” Rolling your eyes, you stand up and slip on your fluffy slippers then make your way to the window. Opening your curtain and revealing your boyfriend all bruised up.
“Dal! What happen?? Get in here!”
“Some Socs got in my way, I had to, they were hurting Johnny!” He explained as you dragged him to your small bathroom. You sat him on the toilet cover and started digging through your cabinets for your first aid kit.
“How is he? He does know he can come here anytime right?” Dally didn’t listen to what you said, not when he’s distracted at the fact that your silk night gown is caught on the top of your waist. All he could focus on was the white lace he bought you for your anniversary. “Dally? You okay?”
You turn around with the kit and set it down on the counter. You see in your peripheral vision, him biting his bottom lip as he looks you up and down.
“Yeah he knows, he went to the lot first.” You only nod and stand in front of him, in between his legs. His hands go to hold your waist and feel you up. You start with the bigger cuts, a cut on his cheekbone and jaw. His hold tightens on your waist as you apply the peroxide. They were bound to leave bruises soon.
“Did you win?” He nods and you place a kiss on his forehead. Before you can pull back fully, he pulls the back of your neck and forces you to make eye contact with him.
“Hi” He softly said with a grin. You smile back at him and go back to clean his wounds. You hum a soft tune and let it fill the silence. After putting on the bandaids, you place a soft kiss on each of them.
Besides the fact that you were a Soc, the boys loved you and was surprised that someone like Dally was your partner. Since you lived alone, if the boys always needed a place to stay they always can go to you and sleep in your extra rooms. They loved your cooking and would go there almost every morning. You always left a key in the soil of the plant near the front door. Dally knew that but, always wanted to go through your window for some reason.
You bend down to put the kit back under the sink. Feeling a hand ghost over the curve of your ass then something hard press against it soon after. You stand straight up and look in the mirror in front of you as Dallas runs his hands all over your body. He leans down to whisper praises into your ear with a hot breath behind it. The sensation goes down and a wet patch begins to form on the bottom of your panties. He pulls your night gown up and over your head, leaving you to stand in your underwear.
“You knew I was coming didn’t you?”
“N-no! I just- this was the only clean one I had left! The rest is in the laun-” You cut yourself off with a gasp when he starts to rub your cl!t through your panties. He cups your pu$$y and starts moving it back and forth for some friction. You cover your mouth, scared you’re going to make a noise.
“Why you blocking those pretty sounds doll? Let it out, let me know I’m doing good.” You remove your hand and lean forward to grip the counter with one hand and the other gripping his wrist.
“I’m gonna come…” You said with soft moans, you feel yourself about to climax until he removes his hand a backs up. You look into the mirror and see him pull of his clothes, leaving on his underwear. A noticeable bulge and wet tip at the end. You turn around to pull down his briefs but stop when he forces you to face the mirror again with a hand on your throat.
“Look in the mirror baby, you look so beautiful. Fuck.” He slowly pulls down your panty and moves his hand that was on your throat to rub his fingers through your wet folds. “Already so wet.” You make eye contact with him through the mirror and watch him as he licks his fingers seductively. You start moving your hips to meet the curve of your ass to his crotch, driving him to his breaking point. He pulls down his boxers and rubs his tip to your folds before pushing it in.
“So tight, just for me.” You moan loudly as he starts moving in and out, using his hands to guide you. You lean forward to place both hands on the counter and bend over it. You bite your hand but he pulls your hair to get you up and and lean back to his chest. The bounce of your breast after each thrust. He starts nipping and sucking on your neck. You feel the knot starting to get tighter and feel like your going to have the biggest release of your life.
“You close? Beg. Beg to me you want to come?”
“Fuck Dallas! Can I come please?” He thrusted harder as you grab the hand in his hair and the other grabbing his bicep. You feel relief when he says you can and you let it all out. He chases after his climax and comes inside. He slowly pulls out and watches, the come dripping from your c^nt. You bend over and rest your tired body on top of the sink counter. The heavy breathing from the both of you is the only thing you can hear.
“You look so hot rn Y/n, with my come dripping out of this tight pussy. Damn did I do that good?” You can only look at him through the mirror and nod. He sees your fucked out state and quickly gets hard again. He flips you over and rests you on the counter. Roughly thrusts into you and reaching deeper than before. You throw your head back and he quickly goes to attack your neck.
You can only grab onto the edge of the surface and his hair. He groans as you pull his hair tighter and goes harder and faster. He lifts his head and leans his forehead onto yours. Attaching your lips to his and inserting his tongue to suck on yours. You moan into the kiss when he starts playing with your perked up nipples. Urging for more, you wrap your legs around his waist.
As your lips drift apart, a string of saliva is left between the two lips. He gropes your lefts breast and goes to attack the right. He leaves bites and marks as he drifts from the right to the left. Moaning his name as words of encouragement and he loves it.
“Your such a good little whore for me, taking all my cock. It’s just me using this tight pu$$y right?” You only nod but that was not a good answer. He stops and you squirm and move to make him go again. “Oh come on now doll…” he looks down and presses at the bulge that he created with his cock.
“Yes, it’s just for you Dally…”
“There’s my sweet baby.” He places a kiss on your temple and continues his thrusts. At this point, you were drooling and didn’t know how to stop it. He leans back and his rhythm starts getting uneven. You both let go at the same time and you feel him shoot white thick loads into you. Moaning eachothers names. He pulls his soft d!ck out and before anymore come comes out he pushes it back in.
“Wouldn’t want that to go to waste.” He said with a smirk. You roll your eyes and wrap your arms around his neck so he can bring you back to bed. You now both lay on your bed, him on his back and you on your stomach on his chest. The sweat slipped some bandages off his face revealing the cuts you just treated. You bring your hand to softly graze over the bruises and wounds, he winced when you pressed a bruise a little too hard. He closes his eyes, leaning closer to your touch.
He feels drops fall onto his chest and opens one eye. You were crying. Scared that one day, with his reckless behavior, he will get himself killed. You couldn’t handle the thought of losing him. He was your only reason to keep going after your parents’ death. He pulls your wrists to move your face closer and quickly wipes away the tears.
“What happened baby? Does it hurt?” You shake your head.
“Can you be careful please? I don’t want to keep seeing you all bruised up and hurt, it’s scary. Please Dallas… I’m scared I might lose you too.”
“Don’t worry doll, I’ll be more careful.” He places kisses all over your face. Soon the sun starts peeking through the curtains. You look at the clock again.
Even after two rounds you still weren’t tired, so you get up to grab one of his shirts he leaves at your house and go downstairs to start on breakfast. What you didn’t expect was the whole gang to be there. You let out a high pitch scream then hear stomping of feet coming up behind you.
“Doll!! You alright? What hap-” Dallas comes down with one of your brother’s bats, only in his underwear. “Oh hey guys! What you doing here?” He acts as if you both don’t look totally fucked up rn. Steve and Two-Bit start laughing and teasing, Soda just ruffles your messy bed head, Darry pats Dallas and you on a shoulder in a “don’t get pregnant” kind of way, and poor Ponyboy and Johnny were red.
“What time did y’all come in?” You ask.
“We ran out ingredients for chocolate cake and came here. Pony and Johnny was already here before us tho.”
“Wait… then what time did you two come?”
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