The Outsiders Smuts

J.C ~ Clubbing

Song: House on Fire by Bailey Zimmerman

Warnings: Smutish

Just So You Know: You are 16, Johnny is 17.

I had just moved to Tulsa, Oklahoma, and I hated the place. It was too busy. And worst of all, not enough bars.

I had started drinking and smoking when I was 12, after I watched my little sister get hit by a car under my supervision. It was my getaway. I drink to forget her memory.

But there was one thing about Tulsa I was beginning to enjoy; the greasers. They were awesome. Funny, handsome, and dangerous, but yet sweet. Exactly what I wanted in a guy. 

One night I decided to go to a bar. There was a group of greasers, there, seven of them. There was one, who was maybe 20 years old, with a black muscle shirt and huge muscles. There was a younger one, with bleached blonde hair. And I kid you not, he was sitting in a bar reading a book. There was another one, with messy brown hair. He had a mean look. One was a sort of ginger with sideburns and a mickey mouse t-shirt. One had bright blue eyes and a movie star smile. The one beside him had crooked teeth and a sleeveless jean jacket.

But there was one in particular that caught my eye. He was sitting next to the blonde one, and he had soft brown hair, and chocolate brown eyes. He was small, and had a cut on his cheek. I melted at the sight of him. His eyes connected with mine and I blushed and looked away. I looked back and he was still staring at me. He smiled and whispered something to the blonde. He looked up from his book and nodded with a smile.

<Johnny's POV>

I was hella fucking bored. I was sitting next to Ponyboy, who was reading Gone With the Wind. Dallas was being a jackass and was flinging toothpicks at Two-Bit, who was too drunk to notice. I look up from my seat to people watch. Nothing better to do. I see a girl with y/h/c hair and y/e/c eyes. She was quite pretty. She was staring at me, and she blushed and looked away when our eyes connected. She looked back. I smiled.

"Hey, Pone, that girl sure is a beauty, ain't she?" I say to Ponyboy. Ponyboy looks up from his book. He nodded and smiled. I could tell he wasn't interested. 

That means I could have her for myself.

<Your POV>

The boy gets up and approaches me. 

"Hey there." He says, holding out his hand. "Want to dance?" He asks.

I take his hand with a smile. Why not? I'm fucking bored and have nothin' better to. He leads me to the dance floor and spins me around. His hands rest on my waist as we sway to the beat of the music. My ass was pressed into his crotch. I reach my hands up and snake them around his neck. He pulls me against him and we continue dancing.

The mean looking greaser joins us on the dance floor. But he just sort of stands there.

"Hey, Johnny. Got yourself a fine lookin' broad, don't you?" The boy says, looking me up and down. I pull myself away from Johnny. He grabs my hand and drags me back to his group. He sits back down in his seat, and pulls me into his lap. He rests his chin on my shoulder. The gang looks at us and raises their eyebrows, but doesn't say anything.

Dally points something out across the bar. Mine and Johnny's eyes follow his finger. I giggle when I see what it is.

There was a couple making out on a couch, and it looked to be getting pretty heated. Johnny doesn't laugh. In fact, he doesn't react at all.

But soon enough, I could feel his boner poking against me.

"Help." He whispers in my ear. I get up.

"I'm just going to grab a drink." I say, expecting Johnny to follow. And he does. I look at him and run into a bathroom, and he follows behind me, closing and locking the door.

No words need to be said. He shoves me against the wall and pushes his lips onto mine. I kiss back, and his tongue snakes into my mouth. I moan at the contact as he explores my mouth. I turn us around, his back against the wall now. I kneel down in front of him and unbuckle his jeans. I pull them down along with his boxers and his boner pops out. 

I lick up his shaft. He throws his head back, moaning. I take him in my mouth, and he uses his hand to push me further. He was a moaning mess. 

"You like my cock? Hmm?" He says moaning. I hum, sending vibrations down his dick. He moans even louder. I feel him twitching in my mouth.

"I-I'm gonna cum!" He warns me. He releases in my mouth and I swallow with no hesitation. I do his pants back up and kiss him. I go to leave.

"I never got your name, lovebird." He says as I approach the door.

"Y/N. Y/N L/N." I turn around. 

"I'm Johnny." He says.

"Hope to see you around." I say with a smile. I leave the bathroom.