Jally

I'll Be

This is so cringy.

Also

We'll be ending this book with a bang. *coughCoUgH*

     I froze as Dally's lips pressed against my forehead; I laid as still as possible still pretending to be asleep.
What does this mean? Does he like me too? You don't just kiss somebody if you don't like them like them... Right?! I asked myself, silently freaking out.
     God I hoped he liked me, because God knows I liked him... more than anything. I tried to fall back asleep, but nothing would stop my bubbling heart.
I squirmed around, finally rolling over to my other side. I felt a warm hand snake around my body and pull me close. I blushed all shades of red, and tried my hardest to keep my breathing the same.
I succeeded, and I was finally able to fall asleep.
I curled into Dally, happy for the warmth... and other things.

     I awoke late in the morning; the sun already high and it's light streaming through the window. I rolled over, noticing Dally was still asleep beside me. Smiling at his adorableness, I scooted closer to him. He wrapped his arm around me, and I began to get the suspicion that Dally wasn't really asleep.
     Never-the-less, I scooted even closer to him, burying my face in his chest.
     "You ok honey?" He asked me.
     "Mmm," I hummed back happily.
     He ran his fingers through my hair, making me shiver slightly. "Dal?" I half moaned.
"Yes baby?" He asked; I could hear the smirk in his voice.
     "I-" oh god how did I say this. "I want you to fuck me..."
     Dally snickered, thinking I was joking. Bitting my lip, I straddled him; his laugher died instantly.
     He gazed up at me, half bemused, half excited. I started to grind my hips against his, and felt him get excited.
     As he began to moan, I leaned down and pressed my lips against his. I slid my hands down his shirt, pulling it over his head. I stared at him for a moment, tracing my finger down his abs and to the waist band of his joggers.
     I glanced at his face, and he nodded, telling me it was ok. So I slid his pants down, but left his boxers on.
     I heard him sigh, and before I could even ask what was wrong, he had flipped us over to where he was straddling me instead.
     He almost ripped my shirt off of me, placing his lips to my neck. I moaned and bucked my hips.
     He breathed a laugh, and began sucking on my neck.
     "Dal..." I groaned, wrapping my fingers in his hair.
     I felt his hand trail down my body, slipping down my boxers to my hard member.
He began stroking me, and I moaned even louder. As soon as I was about to climax, Dally stopped. I whimpered at the loss of contact, but he had something better in store.
     He slid down my boxers; exposing me. Before I could process what was going on, he had my dick in his mouth. I came almost instantly.
     "I want you inside me," I gasped.
     He nodded, and reached into his nightstand, producing a bottle of lube. He slid out of his boxers and nearly choked at his size, but I wasn't going to say anything.
     He lubed himself up, and I got onto all fours. He inserted himself inside me slowly. It hurt at first but the pain wore off quickly.
I began to moan as he pumped in and out of me, faster and faster. I was shaking on the bed from pleasure, and felt Dally shoot inside me.
We both fell onto the bed, shaking and gasping for breath. Dal rolled over and kissed me, then leaned his head back, and closed his eyes.
"I love you," I whispered.