this is just a doodle that's why they all look so ugly
Oh and also the idea of Johnny chasing Bob out with a broom is not my idea but I can't for the life of me remember who said it but if I remember or I can find them I'll credit them!!
Warnings: p in v, oral (f receiving), fingering, overstimulation, dom!dally, sub!reader, blindfolding, handcuffing
Summary: reader teases Dallas infront of the gang, making him really hard. he takes reader back home and punishes her.
Word count: 822
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It was around ten in the evening, the whole gang, except from Darry since he was at work. I was sat on the couch on Dally’s lap, I couldn’t get comfy so i kept moving about, feeling something hard underneath me. “Stop moving.” Dally groans quietly in my ear. I kiss his cheek and continue to move around. He leans his forehead on my shoulder. “Fucking stop it.” He whispers, I go to get up, discreetly grabbing his crotch. I walk into the kitchen, getting myself a glass of water.
Dallas walks in after me, slapping my ass as he stand behind me. Pressing his crotch onto my ass, “You ever do that in-front of everyone again, you’re getting punished.” He tells me. I nod, turning the tap off as we go back to where we sat before. I sit down on Dally’s lap again, and I move around again just to piss him off. He puts his hand on my thigh and squeezes it, “What did I say in the kitchen, doll?” He whispers, “Don’t know, Dal. I didn’t listen.” I smirk as I take a sip of my water.
Dallas takes the cup out of my hand and places it on the coffee table. He pulls me up with him, “Me and Y/n are going home.” He tells everyone, my cheeks go red as I know what’s about to happen. “Okay, Dal. See you later.” Sodapop says, waving us off. Dallas grabs my hand and drags me out of the door and back to out place. We get to the front door, he unlocks the door and drags me upstairs to our room. He pushes me onto the bed, “Strip.” He says, I obey, stripping all over clothing off. “Lie down, doll.” He demands, I obey again.
He pulls two pairs of handcuffs out of one of the nightstands draws. He cuffs my hands to the headboard and then cuffs my legs to the bottom of the bed. “Why are you cuffing my legs?” I ask. “So you can’t squeeze your legs together or anything.” He tells me, I whine. I was dripping wet by this point, I was so turned on and needed him inside of me. Dallas runs his fingers through my wet folds, causing me to shudder. He slowly inserts one finger inside of me, I let out a low moan. “More.” I say, he shakes his head. He continues to slowly move his one finger inside of me, till I get towards an orgasm which he quickly denies and takes his finger out.
“Dallas.” I growl, he laughs. I was soaking the bedsheets, he shakes his head. “I’m quite thirsty, doll.” He says, slowly rubbing my clit, my eyes rolls back. “Gonna go grab a beer.” He tells me before walking out. “No, Dal. Get back here!!” I shout, whining at the same time because I needed to cum so badly. I try squeezing my legs together but I couldn’t because of the handcuffs. “Dallas!” I shout, “Be back up in 5, just finishin’ my beer!” He shouts back. I whine, trying to squeeze my legs together again.
It had been five minutes, I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Dallas barges through the door, shirtless. He strips his pants and boxers off, leaving him completely naked. He gets in between my legs and slams himself straight into me. I scream out, cumming straight away due to how desperate I was and how much he edged me. “Dallas,” I whimper, I had become so sensitive. It hurt so bad but it felt so good at the same time. I was so close to my second orgasm.
Dallas was pounding into me, relentlessly. "Dal, it hurts." I whine, cumming again while pulling at the handcuffs. "You're doing so good, Doll. Takin' me so well." He grunts as he drills into me, I watch as he disappears inside of me, and so does he. This pushes him over the edge and he spills his warm cum inside of me. My legs were shaking and I was sweating. "You did so good, pretty girl." Dallas praises.
He picks me up and takes me to the bathroom, he places me on the toilet so I could pee. He wanders off into the bedroom and changes the sheets, putting the dirty ones in the laundry basket. Dallas comes back into the bathroom, and he carries me back into the bedroom. He places me onto the bed, helping me get dressed as we had to go back to the Curtis'. Once I was fully dressed, I sit at my vanity and freshen my makeup. When I looked presentable, we headed out the house. I lcoked the door behind us. Dallas wraps his arm around me, and kisses my head.
"I love you, Doll." He grins, I look up at him and smile. "I love you too, Dal." I say, cuddling into his side.
hey guys i have a proposition maybe the socs aren’t villains maybe they’re just antagonistic in nature through the perspective of the greasers because they are literally enemies. maybe one of the themes of the book is about them all being just people and social classes aren’t a valid way to define a human being…. just a thought
They would NOT listen to most of them, ever but I think they fit them so just stick w me) also please talk to me about others or call me out if they are wrong please, going to add as I go along, also if you want my reason for any lmk, some of these for the less important characters r just in my head, more will be added over time these r mostly just for fun but if you think any r like horribly off lmk
Sylvia
Teenage Whore-Hole
Miss World-Hole
Call Me-Blondie(in the bride of chucky way)
Steve Randle
Man of War-Radiohead(soda being in the war, “would keep fighting and hating”)
Trees- McCafferty (just reminded me of him)
Dally
You Know You’re Right-Nirvana
Come As You Are-Nirvana(did indeed have a gun)
Please Please Let Me Get What I Want-Deftones
Crack Baby-Mitski
Im Your Man-Mitski(literally him and johnny lyric by lyric)
Bob Sheldon
Thursday Girl-Mitski
A Mistake-Fiona Apple
Johnny
Twin Sized Mattress-the front bottoms
I Bet On Losing Dogs-Mitski
Grace-Jeff Buckley
Cherry
I want you to love me- Fiona Apple
Sullen Girl-Fiona Apple
Ponyboy Curtis
Tradesman-Zach Bryan
I was all over her-Salvia Path(just the song in general)
Beware-Deftones
Hold Till May-Pierce the Veil(Johnny being the other half)
Change(In the house of flies)-Deftones
Randy Adderson
-Texas Reznikoff
Sodapop Curtis
Stick Season-Noah Kahan
I don’t Smoke-Mitski
I will-Mitski
Because Dreaming Costs Money, My Dear-Mitski(First strand of lyrics is Pony, rest is him)
i think its bobs parents fault for his, johnny, and dally's deaths. not darry's, or pony's, or even bob
his parents never told him no or disciplined him, which was why he was drunk out of his mind that night (the park when he drowned pony). he wanted (needed) for someone to tell him no, set limits, etc. him being intoxicated directly led to his death, later johnny and dally would follow; if his parents told him no/disciplined him, he wouldn't have gotten drunk that night and could've prevented his and the other two deaths
reminder this is just my opinion, though. although i'm literally putting the blame on someone in this post, it's everyone's fault. everyone had a part in it
Sodapop: Well, good romance starts with friendship
Twobit: And bad romance starts with ra ra ah ah ah
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Johnny (Age 12): I’m not gonna die from inhaling cigarette smoke, quit worrying
Johnny (Age 16), dies from smoke inhalation:
Johnny: Well, it wasn’t the cigarettes.
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Steve: Do you want to play 20 Questions?
Soda: Sure!
Soda: What's your favorite color?
Steve, laser fucking focused: Triangle. Do you love me?
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Steve: “This remake ruined my childhood”
Steve: Bitch, my dad ruined my childhood just like god intended
Twobit, just wanted to talk about the Lion King remake:
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Dally, on the phone: Hey, it’s Dally
Darry: what did he do this time?
Dally: no, Dar, it’s me Dal
Darry: oh… what did you do this time?
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Twobit: Never back down never what!!
Darry, 20, a single mom having a breakdown over ordering at McDonald's: never give up
Twobit: NEVER BACK DOWN NEVER WHAT!
Darry, crying like crazy: NeVeR gIvE uP
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*at a zoo*
Ponyboy (Age 7): What are they in for?
Darry( Age 13): Pony, this isn't prison.
Ponyboy: So they can leave?
Darry: No, but-
Sodapop (Age 10) pointing at a meerkat: I bet that one murdered someone.
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Darry: Yesterday, I overheard Ponyboy saying “Are you sure this is a good idea?” and Curly replying “Trust me,” and I have never moved from one room to another so quickly in my life
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Cherry: Wait, you kissed my boyfriend?
Randy: He wasn't your boyfriend when we kissed. We were fifteen and both confused about our sexuality.
Cherry: What the fuck
Bob: You’re being dramatic, babe
Cherry: How? I’m not being dramatic. Randy kissed you, that’s not fair.