The Outsiders Smuts

S.C ~ Cheating

Song: Black Beatles by Rae Sremmurd

Warnings: Smut

Just so you know: You are both 19. You have known each other since you were in Grade 1. You are Dally's girlfriend.

It was my birthday, and I was going to take Dally out to the Dingo to celebrate. I grabbed my coat off of the hook and headed over to Buck's. I let myself in, seeing as I was here all the time. Buck tried to stop me from going upstairs.

"Hey, Y/N. Why don't you wait down here for Dallas? I'm not sure h-he wants visitors right now..." He said to me, grabbing my wrist.

"Oh, he'll want to see me. It's my birthday." I said. He let go of me.

"Don't tell me I didn't warn you." He muttered under his breath. I sprinted up the stairs and burst into his bedroom. I shrieked.

He was naked with another girl, making out on the bed. 

I felt tears pouring down my face. It wasn't the first time. He's done it before, but he promised it wouldn't happen ever again. He notices me and so does the girl. His eyes widen.

"Baby, wait. I didn't mean to." He says, scrambling to gather his clothes. The girl looks at him in shock.

"You are an absolute dick, you know that?" She says, putting on her clothes as well. I run downstairs, and slam the door behind me. I start walking to the Curtis house. I hear footsteps behind me, and I turn around.

"FUCK OFF DALLAS!" I scream. But it wasn't Dally, it was the girl.

"Hey, I'm so, so sorry. He told me he was single." She says, pulling me into a hug. I sniffle and wipe my eyes.

"I-it's fine. You didn't know." I say with a smile. She holds out her hand.

"I'm Cherry. Cherry Valance." She says. I shake her hand.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Y/N." I respond. We talk for a bit when a mustang pulls up alongside us. She says goodbye to me and gets in. 

When I got to the Curtis house, I started crying again. I opened the door and slammed it shut. I kicked off my shoes and threw my coat on the floor. 

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!" The gang shouted, springing out from the hallway and behind the couch. Their smiles fade when they see my tears.

"W-what happened?" Ponyboy asked me. I shook my head and stormed upstairs. I locked myself in Soda and Pony's bedroom and sobbed into the pillows. A couple minutes later, the gang entered the room.

"Y/N?" Johnny asks me gently. I slowly sit up. I notice the mascara marks on the pillow.

"Sorry." I mumble. Soda laughs gently.

"It's fine. What happened?" He asks, rubbing my back.

"So I went to take Dallas to the dingo to celebrate my birthday. But when I went into his room, he was fucking a god damn soc girl." I say, crying again. Soda sighed and pulled me into a hug. Two-Bit and Steve left the room grumbling about something. Ponyboy and Johnny stood there with me, and Darry told them to get out to give me some time.

So it was just Soda and I. I slumped against him and sobbed into his chest. He stroked my hair. When I finally calmed down, he turned me around to face him.

"You know I could do better than him, Y/N." He says quietly. His blue eyes turn dark. My eyes widen.

He was very slowly getting closer to me. Our lips were centimeters apart before I finally closed the gap. He sighed and pushed me down onto the bed. He pulled away and got up to lock the door.

"Wait, Soda, your brothers." I say. He shrugs.

"I guess we'll just have to be quiet." He smirks, taking his flannel off. He climbs back on top of me and attaches his lips back onto mine. My hands trail his abs and rest on his back. Soda tilts his head and I feel his tongue graze my lip. I open my mouth and our tongues clash against each other. He groans as I grind my hips up into him. He unzips my sweater and throws it behind him. His lips move down to my neck and he bites at the skin.

"S-soda..." I moan. I knew for a fact I had a whole shit ton of hickeys. His tongue moves down to my covered breasts and he slides my bra down my shoulders. His eyes go darker as my boobs come out.

He licks my nipple and I moan quietly. He slowly massages the other. He then leaves sloppy kisses down to my jeans. He unzips them and slides them down my legs. He then takes off my panties and hovers over my heat. I can feel his warm breath.

I squeeze my legs together and he pulls them apart. He kisses my clit without breaking eye contact. He slowly licks me. I throw my head back and bite my lip to stop the moan.

His tongue is going in and out of my folds. Tracing designs; figure eights, circles, hearts. I tangle my hands in his hair and push him further. He hums in response as I pull on his hair.

"Soda, I'm g-gonna cum..." I say quietly. I release, and he swallows it all.

"You taste so good, baby. So good." He says, kissing me and unbuckling his jeans. I reach down and palm him through his boxers, and he almost falls on top of me from the pleasure. He pulls his boxers off and lines up at my entrance. 

"Wait, do you have a condom?" I ask. He shakes his head.

"I'll just pull out." He says. I nod, and he pushes himself in. He moans loudly and I kiss him to quiet him. He starts thrusting in and out, and the pain turns into pleasure. He felt so much better than Dally did.

As he picked up his pace, my head rolled back. His arms were holding himself up beside my head. He interlaces his fingers with mine and starts going harder.

"S-soda!" I moan.

"You feel so g-good, angel. S-s-so tight." He moans, squeezing my hand harder. I was seeing stars now.

"Who's making you feel this good baby?" He moans in my ear.

"Y-you, Soda." I whisper. 

"Who?" Soda asks again.

"You Soda! God, I'm close." I moan out. 

"I b-bet Dally wasn't this g-good, was he? Who's cock is better angel?" Soda says, his thrusts getting sloppier each time.

"Yours, Soda." I moan, clenching around him.

"Fuck, do that again." Soda lets out a sinful moan. I clench around him again and release. He thrusts a couple more times before pulling out and cumming on my stomach. I blush. He kisses me gently.

He collects some cloths from his bedside table and cleans me up. We change quickly and head downstairs hand in hand. When the gang sees us, they stop talking. Darry raises his eyebrows.

"Sooo...." Steve says to break the silence.

"In my bed, really?" Ponyboy asks, noticing the hickeys. I blush and hide behind Soda.

"Aw, leave us alone, guys." Soda says, bringing me to the couch with him. I fall asleep as his fingers rake through my hair.

~~~~~~~~~~~

I wake up to shouting. I slowly rise from the couch, and see Dally standing over top of me. I jump and rub my eyes, clinging to Soda.

"You- I didn't- Y/N!" Dally stutters. I cross my arms.

"You never loved me enough, Dal. Soda's better anyways." I say. Dally softens.

"I'm sorry. Soda will treat you better anyways. But, can we still be friends?" He asks. I nod with a smile. He pulls me into a hug.

"Happy birthday, Kiddo." He says, letting go and pushing me back against Soda.