𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍, Dallas Winston

Christmas Special

I stood in my bra and panties as I watched Dally rummage through my closet, looking for his present.

"Dallas Winston, get out of the Christmas presents!" I chuckled as I exclaimed.

"C'mon doll, just me what you got-" He looked up at me from where he sat. He started to smirk as he stood up. His hands went to my waist as he bit his lip, looking down at my body. His lips attacked mine, and I kissed back. He quickly left my lips and went to my neck. I pulled away.

"As much as I love your hickeys, I don't want the gang teasing me on Christmas." I chuckled as I went to my closet to pick out my outfit.

"Come on, you know I like marking my territory." He winked.

"You already did." I giggled, mentioning the fading hickey on my breast.

"No one can see that one." I rolled my eyes playfully as I grabbed a white long-sleeved blouse and a red skirt.

Dally wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my cheek.

"Your adorable, you know that?" My cheeks went pink. No matter how long Dally and I were together, he could make me blush at whatever he said. "Aw did I make you blush?" I swatted his finger away from my cheek.

"Oh shut it, Dally." He let go of me as he laughed.

Then I heard the door open and close.

"Shit." I quickly grabbed my things and went to the bathroom. "Whoever it is Dally, tell them I'm in here." He nodded as he plopped down on my bed.

I quickly pulled on my clothes, hearing my bedroom door open and close. I brushed through my hair and put on mascara, blush, and chapstick as I heard murmuring.

I opened the bathroom door and saw Randy and Dally talking. I walked over behind Dally. Neither of them saw me.

"Having fun visiting your friend in jail for Christmas?" Randy rolled his eyes.

"I haven't visited Bob at all." He retorted.

"Really? After watching him do that to your cousin, I wouldn't  put it past ya." I quickly came to Dally's side as I saw Randy getting pissed.

"Randy, what do you need?" I asked as Dally slung his arm across my shoulders.

"I heard you're going to those Greaser's house for Christmas?" I blocked Dally's leg from moving with my own.

"I'm going to the Curtis House for Christmas, yes. What about it?" Randy glanced up at Dally for a moment.

"Mom wants you to come over today to get your present, and my dad wants to talk to you." I furrowed my eyebrows.

"About what?" He looked at Dally again.

"About your choice in men." He said this as he stared Dally in the eyes.

"You Dad can suck a-"

"I'll be there!" I quickly interrupted before Dally could finish his sentence. "But what he says will go in one ear and out the other." He nodded and told me goodbye before leaving.

"How many times have I told you? You can't tell someone to go suck a dick!" He smirked.

"I think you should've let me say it."

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I closed the door to Dally's car. I walked over to his window.

"I don't know how long this'll take." He shrugged.

"Doesn't matter to me doll, I'll wait for ya." I smiled. Dally grabbed my wrist and pecked my lips.