Hey all! I know it's been awhile, but life's been hell lol. First of all, I had my psych midterm, then the college went on Spring Break, then I started track, then I did the 30 Hour Famine, which, don't know about you, but I need food every frickin' couple hours lol.

So, this one is based off Why Don't We Just Dance by Josh Turner (God his voice is sexy!)

Warnings: MalexMale relations, incest, dancing, foul language, and probably some other things I can't think of :P

Baby why don't we just turn that TV off
3 hundred 15 channels of nothin' but bad news on
Well it might be me but the way I see it the whole world has gone crazy
So baby why don't we just dance?

Darrel Curtis sat in front of the television, a frown marring his features as the news came on with more stats on the war in Vietnam. He thought about what he'd do if his lover got drafted and the frown deepened. He was drawn out of his reverie when the screen door slammed shut. He opened his mouth to yell at the person, when he looked up to see Ponyboy.

"Hey Pone, how was work?" Darry asked. Pony had recently gotten an internship with a television news company. He scowled at the television when he saw what was on.

"Can we turn it off? I get enough of this shit daily." Darry gave him a slight glare.

"Hey, watch the language." Darry commanded. Pony sat up from his slouched position on the couch.

"Why should I? Soda doesn't have to." Pony replied and stuck out his tongue. Darry rolled his eyes and faced the younger male.

"Because," he started, "Pretty mouths shouldn't be used for that stuff and Soda doesn't have a pretty mouth." Darry told him before crashing his lips on his brother/lover's mouth. Pony grinned into the kiss.

"C'mon, there's got to be something better to do than just watch television around here." Darry said. Pony seemed to get an idea and walked over to the record player.

"Baby, why don't we just dance?"

Guess this little bitty living room ain't gonna look like much
When the lights go down and we move the couch it's gonna be more than enough
For my two left feet and our two hearts beatin'
Nobody's gonna see us go crazy

Darry pushed the couch out of the way as Pony tackled the coffee table. After getting that cleared away, Pony dragged Darry over to the record player to pick a song. After several ones by the Beetles and The Doors were rejected, Darry pulled out an old Elvis record. Pony grinned as he blew the dust off it and read the song list off to his lover.

"That one!" Pony exclaimed after Darry read off 'Love Me Tender.' Darry smiled at his boyfriend and put the record on. As the slightly crackly voice of Elvis Presley filled their ears, Pony pulled Darry to the center of the living room.

"Love me tender, love me sweet
Never let me go
You have made my dreams complete
And I love you so
Love me tender, love me true
All my dreams fulfill
For my darlin' I love you
And I always will
Love me tender, love me dear
Tell me you are mine
I'll be yours through all the years
Till the end of time
Love me tender, love me
All my dreams fulfill
For my darlin' I love you
And I always will

Down the hall, maybe straight up the stairs
Bouncin' off the wall, floatin' on air
Baby why don't we just dance?
Baby why don't you go put your best dress on
Those high-heeled shoes love to lose
As soon as the tunes come on
On second thought, just the way you are
Is already driving me crazy
So baby why don't we just dance?

"Hmmm, how 'bout you do your little cross-dressin' routine for me babe? Nobody's gonna see but me." Darry purred in Pony's ear, making the younger man shiver. He went to leave Darry's arms, but they just tightened on his waist. Pony looked at the love of his life and gave him a confused look. Darry just grinned.

"Never mind, you're already driving me crazy." He explained. Pony rolled his eyes and pulled Darry back against him and got back to swaying to the beat. He gasped when Darry pulled away and jerked him by the wrist toward the stairs.

"Where're we going?" Pony questioned, but deep down, he knew. It was bedroom time.

"Take a guess, sweetheart." Darry's voice dropped an octave, making a shiver run down Pony's spine. Looking at what his voice alone had induced, he ran a hand up the younger male's back, feeling him shiver as the cold ('How the hell's that even possible?' Pony thought to himself all the while) hand slipped under his shirt and caressed his side. Pony let out a pleasured whimper before grabbing Darry by the neck and kissing him passionately.

Down the hall, maybe straight up the stairs
Bouncin' off the wall, floatin' on air
Baby, why don't we just dance?
Well it might be me but the way I see it
The whole wide world has gone crazy
So baby, why don't we just dance?
Oh baby, why don't we just dance?

Pony panted lightly as Darry slammed him against a wall as gently as possible in a lust-fogged state and pressed his lips against Pony's feverishly. Pony moaned softly into the kiss and thought to himself, 'This is what happens when I just want to dance.'