That pulled me right out of my drunken stupor. It was a rather hard jolt back into reality that left my head pounding like it does when I think too hard…

"You what?"

"I don't fall in love with drunken bitches." He replied, looking at me, blue eyes blazing.

"Ok…"

"Look Laney, When I met you in the cooler, it was nice, and I didn't care about how I felt because I knew I would never see you again. Then you reappeared here and I used the fact that you are a soc to…well…try and keep you away. Poor Pony and Johnny…" He said with a half smile. "Anyway, That's it."

"Why?"

"Because I was never supposed to fall in love. Never."

"And why not Dally. Every one should love." I said slowly.

"Because I told Jess I wouldn't."

"Jess?"

He sighed. "Jess was my girlfriend in New York. She was killed by a local gang, and I never thought I could love again. I told her I wouldn't."

"That's why you ended up in the cooler…You went after those guys…didn't you."

"Yeah…none dead though." He said, pacing the room for a moment before, "Why'd you end up there?"

I laughed, only then realizing that I never told anyone. "Well it all started back home with my dad…"

I told him what happened with my family, with my dad leaving and all that. He sat silently listening. "I ended up at the party already a little too high off of some drugs and then the cops busted the party. I was too disoriented to get away fast enough. I was arrested for possession, and for some shit I had stolen earlier that day. Just my luck, they IDed me for some other shit earlier in the year that I did as a rebellion against my mom. Got me sent away."

"That's not so bad…" He said softly.

"Yeah…but the guilt really started to get to me. I was transferred there about 2 years after I got arrested. I was in a psych ward for a while."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean I was crazy! I went nuts! Ya know…coo coo? Not all there upstairs?" I half yelled.

"Oh…"

"Everything was too much! I wanted to curl up and die! I guess they thought I was suicidal, though I never really tried to kill myself." I said. "And I don't even know why I told you all this."

"I think I do…" He said, pulling me towards him.

(A/N Ok…I'm starting the Lemon here for anyone who doesn't want to read it! I figure I might as well be courteous to all you who don't want to read it…lol)

His lips were warm and full. They felt so right against mine. Before long I found myself trailing my tongue across his lower lip, asking for entrance to his mouth. He readily agreed as is hands trailed down my sides and onto my hips, pulling them closer to his. I moaned slightly, my hands pulling at his shirt. We broke the kiss only to remove his shirt and mine before he pulled me back in.

I yelped slightly as I felt him bite into the junction of my neck and shoulder as my hands traced invisible patters along his back.

His hand fumbled with the clasp on my bra and he slowly pealed it off of me. I heard him groan as I pressed my naked chest to his and bury my hands in his blonde hair.

He very carefully lifted me up, his hands supporting my thighs, my legs wrapped around his waist. Pressing me against the door, his mouth captured one of my nipples, teasing it until it hardened, then taking the other and repeating the torturous procedure that filled me with pleasure. I continued to rake my hands through his hair as he landed small kisses all over my exposed skin.

I pulled his head away and looked deep into his eyes. "Are you going to take me, or just stand here all day?" I asked with a small husky laugh, my eyes drooping in a sleepy pleasure.

He growled a response and buried himself in my chest with a laugh before taking me over and gently laying me on the bed and removing his remaining clothing. I laughed as I watched him almost fall over himself before returning himself to me.

There is really only one thing I can say about Dally. He is VERY well proportioned as well as endowed.

He moved on top of me, grasping my pants and boxers, well really Soda's pants and boxers, in his teeth and slowly pulling them off at a torturously slow pace. He moved back up to meet me y kissing the inside of my leg, up my thigh, then gently at the apex of my heat. Involuntarily I groaned and threw my head back, thrusting my hips up into him. I wanted closer contact. I wanted him so badly.

The only problem was, I had never had a man before.

That thought was soon forgotten however when I felt his finger plunge into me, then another, then a third, stretching me. He looked up at me. He knew.

He slowly kissed his way up my stomach, between my breasts and met my mouth in a passionate kiss, pulling back when he felt my hands grasping him.

"No…I won't." He said, his voice shaking either from passion or from trying to control himself.

"Please…I need you!" I said.

My sweet words and temptations soon overcame him and I felt him tense, his muscles taunt.

He began to stroke me, throwing kindling on the fires building inside of me. His tender touches made me aching for release, and he knew it. I was not so naïve to think that I was his first. I knew he was experienced in the ways of making a woman scream his name until she collapsed.

I felt him enter me slowly, and the stinging pain made me want to scream, but I only whimpered slightly.

I heard his voice in my ear, shushing me. "It's alright…just relax." He said.

He captured my mouth in a passionate kiss, our tongues dancing the dance of lovers and he slowly began to move faster in and out of me, setting a pace he knew I was comfortable with.

I met his pace, the pain leaving me, though I knew I would probably be sore the next day. His husky moans of pleasure were matched by mine as I searched for a release. Then it came along with his and he collapsed on top of me, then rolled over so he was next to me.

He turned me to face him, his hands rubbing away the small tear marks that had been left from when we first began. "Why?" He asked me.

"You know why…" I said, curling into his warmth, my face buried in his chest.

I fell asleep to the soft rhythm of his heart beat and his hand stroking my hair.

A/N: Well? Please give an honest opinion. It's my first published lemon, so I'd like to know how to make it better. I know it could have been kinkier for all you who like really kinky sex, but I wanted it to be kinda sweet…I dunno. Give me your thoughts!