𝗟𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 | 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗢𝘂𝘁𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗦𝗺𝘂𝘁

Fight || Dallas Winston

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"y/n can you set the table for dinner?" your mother called from below the stairs. "mark is coming over and i want this to be perfect."

mark was your mother's boyfriend and you didn't particularly like him. you walked out of your room and down the stairs into the kitchen. you took four sets of silverware out of the drawer and set the small dining table that resided in the dining room. you went back and set out four plates, one for each person.

"thank you sweetie, can you go tell your sister to dress up nice?" y/m/n asked her daughter.

"sure mom," you said nicely.

you always tried to be nice to your mom since she knew how much she had done for you and y/s/n.

you walked up the stairs and knocked on your sisters door. not waiting for an answer, you opened the door and repeated your mothers message. y/s/n nodded and pushed you sister out.

you went back to your room and immediately looked for an outfit to wear to dinner. your clothes consisted mostly of things that socs would wear but you liked to add your own twist to that. you went back and forth between a purple dress and a green top that you liked. you eventually chose the green top and paired it with a matching white and green plaid skirt.

you set the hangers aside and threw yourself onto her bed. you were sick and tired of these types of dinners, the ones where your mom introduced you and your sister to her new boyfriends. it seemed like there was one every other week.

"y/n, y/s/n, come downstairs for dinner!" your mom shouted from the stairs once again.

your eyes widened as you realized you hadn't put on your outfit yet. you quickly threw on your dinner clothes and headed downstairs. y/s/n beat you downstairs. the younger girl was wearing a green dress with a floral pattern on it.

"y/s/n, y/n, this is mark. my boyfriend." your mother said.

both you and your sister politely shook the mans hand and you all sat down at the table. you thought dinner was very boring and repetitive. you've had this dinner a million times, the one where your mom brings home a new man.

everything was nice until your mom started to lie to her new man. "so, mark, you are actually the first man i've brought home to meet the girls in a long time and and i think this may be serious."

you stood up and slammed your hands on the table. "this, this whole dinner, is a set up!" you exclaimed. "my mother brings home guys like you every few weeks and we go through the same exact conversations and everything!"

your sister pulled on her sisters skirt. "y/n/n stop, you're gonna get in trouble." she whispered.

you ignored your sister and kept going. "i'm sick of your endless boy toys mom, please just stick with one guy for once."

your mom had a look of embarrassment and horror etched onto her face. "y/n, enough! go to your room." she said calmly. although she talked calmly, anyone could see or feel the anger radiating off of the woman.

you left the table and ran out the door and down the street, not having a care in the world as to where you were going. you tripped and broke your heel. y/h/c hair stuck to your face as you cried. you slid down to the ground and took your shoes off. you thought you was a disappointment after what happened earlier and felt like your mother would never forgive you.

after a few minutes of just sitting there, something clicked inside of you and you stood up, put on your broken shoes, and walked down the road to the nearest building. you knew where you were going. your mom always told you to stay away from places like bucks, but you never listened. you went there a lot to get you mind off of things and just drink and dance.

you reached her destination and knocked on the door. "hey."

"hey y/n/n, what brings you here tonight? there's no party." buck asked you.

"i'm here to see dally," you said.

"go on ahead, he's in his room." buck said, moving to the side to let you in.

you walked inside the bar type place and made a bee line towards the stairs. you made it to what you knew was dallas' door and you gently knocked on it. not a second later the door opened and dallas pulled you inside his room.

"what happened doll?" dallas asked insensitively.

you could tell by the tone in his voice that he didn't care to know the answer. but you sat down on the bed and told him anyway.

"i know something that would get your mind off of it." he said kneeling behind you.

dallas moved forward and connected his lips to your neck and moved his hands up and down your sides. you felt yourself melt at his touch. the boy sucked on your neck harder and a moan slipped out from her lips. dallas got up from the bed and walked in front of you.

"dallas what are you doing?" you asked the boy standing in front of you.

dallas didn't say anything and he pushed you down onto his bed and crawled on top of you. he leaned down and kissed you roughly. you sit up and took his white tank top off. you paused for a moment and ran your hands up and down his chest.

you felt drunk on life at this moment in time. you were ready for this to happen already and couldn't wait any longer.

dallas set his fingers underneath your top and pulled it off in one swift movement. you both got up onto your knees and you unbuckled his belt. dallas took off his pants and you took off your skirt slowly as a little tease. you both finished taking off your clothes and once you were on your knees again, dallas pushed you down again. he crawled on top of you and passionately kissed you. you kissed him back with just as much passion.

dallas positioned himself at your entrance as the boy thrusted himself inside of you. your eyes teared up and your body filled up with pain but soon that pain turned into pleasure. dallas kept thrusting into you and you wanted more. no, you needed more. you moaned in delight.

"faster." you moaned, clawing your nails down dallas' back.

dallas grunted in response and thrusted into you faster. you ran your fingers through his hair, occasionally pulling. he thrusted faster and harder until he reached your g-spot and you were a moaning mess. you both came down from your highs.

you felt amazing. you felt as though you were on cloud nine and never wanted to get off.

both of you laid down on pillows and drifted off immediately into a dreamless sleep.