They are just friends... that have some benefits. Well that's the problem, they are friends with benefits. They never wanted to fall in love... it just happened.
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𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦
Causal sex with Dallas Winston. It's the best thing I've heard. No feelings. No commitments. It's perfect. We aren't the type of people who do the couple thing anyway. We haven't done it yet though.
It been 3 weeks and we haven't done anything yet. I was at the DX drinking a beer cause I couldn't stop thinking of Dally fucking me. It just kept playing in my head like a hot movie sex scene. I mean I could of taken things in my own hands but I want him.
We are just friends with benefits. It pisses me off that I get this horny for him.
I couldn't stop thinking about the night we danced at my house. It wasn't anything special but it was hot. His body pressed against mine, us almost kissing, his hand on my waist. His soft lips.
"Hey you okay?" Sodapop asked me, he snapped me out of my thoughts by waving his hand in my face.
"Huh? Yeah I'm fine" I was at work, it wasn't a good place to think about your best friend fucking you. I started to fix the motor of the car, but there wasn't much to fix honestly. It was an easy task to finish. I shut the hood of the car and Sodapop was looking at me like a fucking stalker.
"What?" I asked him walking over to my beer to take a sip of it.
"No drinking on the job" he chuckled softly, I sighed and chugged down the beer.
"Happy?" I threw away the bottle and came back to the garage.
"You okay?" He asked me again.
"Yeah I'm good," I'm horny but I'm good.
"I was gonna ask you earlier but uh we're alone and well I wanted to uh I wanted to as-." Dally came into the garage making Sodapop stop asking the question. "Hey Dal" he mumbled and scratched his neck.
"Can I talk to you?" I asked Dally, I didn't even let him respond I just pulled him into the store and dragged him to the break room.
"What is wrong with-" I shut the store and pushed him to the wall. I kissed him passionately and started unbuttoning my work shirt.
It was pretty unexpected for him but he started to undoing his belt. I quickly broke the kiss trying to get my jeans off my fucking legs. Either my fucking jeans got tighter or my ass got bigger.
"You strugglin' there" he chuckled and pulled down my pants very much aggressively. He sat me on the table and kissed me again.
Our tongues brushed against each other and played some sort of game of domination. He grabbed my ass tightly, i smiled softly and continued kissing him roughly but passionate, just like he liked it.
