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#shoutout to veepy for that last line
sleeplessgreaser · 7 months
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could you pleaseee write steamy jally. like maybe a make out session like nothing too intense but a little exciting and heated thank youu
yes, yes i will - thank you for asking me to, i needed motivation to start writing them again lol
Treat Me Like a Fool
pairing: Johnny x Dally word count: 587 warning: slightly nsfw!!
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The radio was playing an Elvis song, because of course it was. The slow opening chords of "Love Me" danced with the sounds of the night - the crickets chirping to each other, the buzzing of late summer cicadas - and the soft rumble of the T-bird's engine. As soon as Dallas put it in park he turned to look at Johnny, who was sitting in the passenger's seat and chewing his nails as he stared out into the dark.
Dally had been glad when Ponyboy said he had homework to do that night. He didn't have a problem with the kid, but Dal and Johnny hadn't had much time alone as of late and he was itching for any kind of physical contact between the two of them.
With one hand still on the steering wheel, he reached over to grab Johnny's thigh, squeezing it gently. When those dark eyes finally turned to look at him he couldn't help but smirk. No matter how many times they touched, Johnny always reacted like it was the first. His eyes were wide and almost fearful, but Dallas knew better; that was how Johnny usually looked. He tugged at Johnny's leg, urging him to turn a bit more towards him before leaning over the center console to kiss him.
He could feel Johnny's body tense when their lips made contact, then slowly easing into it and relaxing as Dallas pushed closer, pulling at the smaller boy's bottom lip and sucking on it gently. One of Johnny's hands found its way up to Dally's shoulder, curling around the collar of his jacket, while the other lightly touched at the hand that had slid between Johnny's thighs to grope at his crotch. When Dallas's tongue forced its way between his lips and licked at the roof of his mouth, Johnny gasped, then whined as the hand between his legs squeezed him carefully. Dally huffed a quiet laugh before releasing his grip and leaning back into his seat, licking his lips.
"C'mere."
Johnny didn't need to be convinced. He pulled himself over the center console, carefully settling in Dallas's lap with a leg on either side of the older boy's hips and his hands coming to rest on Dallas's chest. Dally snaked a hand under the seam of Johnny's tee shirt to grasp his hip, his pinkie finger slipping under the band of his jeans - just barely venturing into restricted territory. His other hand reached up to grasp the smaller boy's chin, delicately pulling him closer and reconnecting their mouths. Johnny moaned into it, humming at the warmth and the way Dally's tongue toyed with his. The curl of Dal's grin was obvious for Johnny to feel, and he couldn't help the way it made him smile too.
Dallas's thumb kneaded at the flesh on the inside of Johnny's hip before dipping further down, trying to burrow beneath the waistband of his jeans. Johnny leaned into the touch, moving to wrap his arms behind Dally's neck and letting his full weight press against him. The pressure under Dal's fingers grew as he worked to hold him there, perched perfectly on his lap, his thumb now digging into the muscle of Johnny's hip.
Dallas hummed, pulling away to nip at Johnny's jawline and trail gentle kisses down his throat. He watched as the younger boy's Adam's apple bobbed in time with panting breaths, and he laughed, resting his forehead on Johnny's shoulder.
"Christ, you're so… you drive me crazy, you know that?"
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