Dally's Kid Sister

Chapter 21

Tobi's POV

Taylor sits on the couch.

"Socs are dicks. That's what happened. I was walkin' here and they thought it'd be funny to jump the greaser that can kick ass!" Taylor says loudly.

"Soda get me the first aid." Soda rushes into the bathroom and hands me the first aid kit.

I examine Taylor's cuts. Her cheek has a gash, two bruises on her arms, split lip, bloody nose, and a cut on her arm.

"We gonna have a rumble!" Soda declares, Tay smiles.

I grab a wet cloth and get all the blood off. Next, I put a little alcohol on a cloth and dap it on her lip, cheek, and arm. She doesn't even wince!

"Hey Tay, are you a robot?" I ask her, she looks at me funny.

"What the fuck?"

"Because you don't even wince. Dallas would have and he's tough."

"I have a high pain tolerance." Tay says.

"Do you wanna borrow some of my clothes?" I ask her. Tay nods and follows me into Pony and Soda's room.

She rummages through the pile of clothing. She picks up sweat pants and a tank top, I leave the room so she can change.

"Tobi, is Taylor okay?" Sodapop asks, I nod my head and walk into the living room. Ponyboy is sitting on the couch, I plop down next to him.

"Wow, what a day." Pony says, I smile and kiss him.

Pony kisses me back and places his hands on my hips. He licks my bottom lip, asking for entrance which I grant. Pony gets on top of me, our lips never disconnect.

"Ahem." Someone coughs, Ponyboy and I pull apart.

Taylor is standing in front of us with her hands on her hips, Soda winks at us. My cheeks heat up.

"Let's get to the movie. Shall we?" Tay says pressing play on the TV, Ponyboy pulls a blanket over us, I cuddle closer to him. I look over at Tay and Soda, they are doing the same thing. Awwhh!

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The movie ends. Taylor and Soda are asleep, Soda has his arms wrapped around her waist protectively. I smile at them and look to Pony, he's asleep too. Was the movie really that boring?

Blah. Blah. Blah. Blah. Blah. Annnnddd I'm bored. I groan and starting poking Ponyboy. Poke. Poke.

"Wake the fuck up." I groan and continue to poke him. Poke. Poke. Poke.

"Let's fuck." Poke. Poke. Poke. Pony shifts and opens his eyes.

"If you really want to, we can. But I'm really tired." Pony says, closing his eyes again. I groan again.

Fine. Be that way. I peck Pony's cheek quickly. Then I peck his lips, then neck. I leave little pecks all over his face until he grabs me and kisses my lips, I deepen the kiss. He gets on top of me like before and places his hands on my hips. Pony grinds into me, I copy his movements. He moans and lays back down.

"Can't handle me?" I ask, smirking. He smiles at me and kisses me again.

"I'll handle you tomorrow. Too tired." He groans. I roll my eyes and sit on his lap, I lay my head on his chest and fall asleep.

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