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couch makeout session || dallas

{ credits to theoutsiders-oneshots 🥺 }

Dallas Winston, your Greaser boyfriend, was coming over to your house for a date. You had planned to watch a movie that would be on TV at nine o' clock that night.

You got some blankets from the closet and set them beside the couch on the floor. Just in case you got cold and felt like snuggling up together. The doorbell rings, you walk over and open the door revealing your grinning boyfriend.

"Hey, babe. You miss me?" Dally asks in a cocky tone, leaning against the door frame coolly.

"You wish." You smirk but hug him and he hugs you back.

The hug lasts a solid four seconds and then you move out of the door way so he can enter. He comes in, walks over to the couch and sits down in the middle of the couch. You close the door and sit down beside him on the left side. You then remember that the TV isn't on so you stand up and walk over to it. Forgetting that Dally was flirty, you bend over and turn it on. It causes you to give him a very nice look at your ass.

"I like the view from here." Dally says in a flirty tone.

"I'm sure you do." You say as you sit back down beside him.

It was eight o' clock currently so you two had time to kill. Dally puts his arm around you, pulling you into his body. Ignoring the TV, he turns towards you and holds your face in his hands. He starts kissing you passionately and slowly, you immediately kiss back. The kiss gets heated pretty quickly. You push Dally down and he moves so he's lying down on the couch, you go over top of him. You start kissing again; you run your hand through his hair. Dally moves his hand down to grab your ass while the other goes onto the middle of your back, pressing you into him.

He sits up a bit and you stop kissing. You know what he's getting at. You help him take off his shirt and toss it to the floor. Dally then moves the both of you so he's on top and you're below him, you start kissing again. His lips are soft which you'd never expect from Dally, and he was a damn good kisser. Now that you would expect. You both move so Dallas is on the outside of the couch and you're pressed into the inside. Your bodies are flush against each other. Dally grabs onto your waist and you move your hand up and down his arm.

You unbutton your shirt, it was difficult with the position you were in but you managed. Dallas started rubbing himself against you and you stopped kissing. The kissing was instead replaced by him giving you hickeys.

"Dally, what if someone sees?" You ask.

"Then I'll have done a good job." Dally replies and continues leaving hickeys.

Dallas sure was possessive of you but you had to admit it turned you on. You changed positions again. He was sitting on the couch normally in the middle, and you were sitting on his lap straddling him.

Dallas at first had his arms wrapped around your back but then moved them to grope your boobs. Your hands were on his shoulders then ended up being wrapped around his neck and your hands in his fluffy hair. He moved his hands slowly down your back until they reached your ass.

"I like this position." Dally states in between kisses.

"Why's that?" You ask as you move to give him hickeys like he left you with.

"Because of this." He replies as he grabs your ass roughly which causes you to moan and give up on leaving him hickeys.

"Good point."

You hear a rough knock at the door and you jump. Dallas looks at the door as soon as he hears the sound.

"Are you expecting anyone?" He whispers.

If your parents were there you'd be dead but they were gone on holiday and why would they knock? You had told your friends that you'd be with Dally so they knew not to bug you. Whoever knocked sounded aggressive and to your knowledge no one was made at you. So you figured someone was looking for Dallas.

"Hide in the closet." You point to the hall.

He picks up his shirt then quietly but quickly makes his way to the closet hiding where the blanket had once been.

"I'm coming, just a second." You yell.

You place the blanket on the couch so it looked like you had been sleeping. You button up your shirt as quick as possible, fix your hair and head to the door.

You unlock and open it, trying to act casual. It's Tim Shepard. What the fuck did Dallas do?

"Hey, Y/n. Have you seen ol' Dal by any chance?" Tim asked in an intimidating way.

It almost made you shiver but you tried hard not to since you knew you had to keep your cool.

"No, I haven't seen him all day." You lie through your teeth.

"Is that so, 'cause I heard your friend, what's-her-face, say that you two had a date tonight." Tim keeps eye contact with you to see your reaction.

"Yeah, got cancelled."

"I see. You wouldn't mind if I came in and had a drink of water, would you?" Tim looks inside of your house past you as if he knows your hiding something.

You knew he didn't believe you fully, he wasn't dumb.

"Not at all." You say in a nonchalant way.

You move to the side and he steps inside, you shut the door.

"Kitchens this way." You say as you lead him to it.

Tim looks around your house for a sign of Dally and doesn't seem to find one. You grab a glass and pour him a drink of water, and then you hand it to him. He downs it like he hasn't drunk anything for days, gulping it down.

"Thanks, if you see Dally tell him I'm looking for him." Tim says as he heads back to your door.

"Alright, I will." You nod your head.

He leaves right after you finish the sentence and as soon as he shuts the door you let out a breath you hadn't known you'd been holding in.

Dally sure was gonna hear it from you.