His skin is always sweet tasting as my mouth would work over every inch of him, listening to him beg and plead. Whimper my name in pleasure as my tongue would lavish his most intimate of places. Sucking his neck and hips, places that touched right, make him melt.

Need.

Want.

Love?

Those words fly out of my mouth and are caught by the supple skin of his neck as I press deeper and deeper into him. His mouth either open wide, spilling words of encouragement of the actions. Or clamped shut, when there are prying ears around to hear the things only meant for me.

He always falls asleep not long after were done, when the air is hot and heavy around us, our moans seemingly still hanging there. It makes it easier to slip out and act as if I wasn't just with him in the most intimate of ways.

I promise near all the time that were going to be together someday. Those promises are only heard by him and the dark night around us. The other times were together is when he sneaks out at night and I take him on the cold ground.

On his knee's he takes me in and I don't have to see the love growing in those deep pools that I don't want to get lost in. I also don't have to show any emotions on my face, besides pure lust that is what I feel. When he has to get back quickly there is barely a kiss, even though that is some what a shame. He has some of the softest lips I ever felt and a kiss is the easiest way to get what I want.

When I first perused him, he was beyond freaked but that's when I found out, he likes to be kissed. All you have to do is kiss him softly, rubbing circles on his hips and he is putty.

That's also how I keep him under me and he'll never tell either, since those promises are stronger than anything.

Even though all those promises are, are promises in the dark that will never see the light of day.

Because I am Dallas Winston.

And even though Pony has great lips and an even greater ass.

No one is going to call me a queer.

Ever.

~*~*~*~Author's Note~*~*~*~

Oh my oh my. Such confusion and assholeness at the end.

But I like the way it came out ^^

The title of this has been floating around in my head for a while, but I never had the inspiration to write it.

Well with the shit day I had, I found it.

I hope you like it

S. E. Hinton owns the boys.