Dally lay to my left on a pile of hay next to me. His hair fell softly into
his eyes and made me shiver as sweet sunshine lit the barn. His arms were
cold and... It mustn't have been very comfortable but he was curled into a
sort of ball position.
I wanted to kiss him. And not the kind of kiss I'd give to Ponyboy either. I wanted him like I'd only ever wanted one man before.
I tried as hard as I could to push the thought to the back of my mind. But I could feel the blood rising to my cheeks. I mean, I wasn't called sex kitten for nothing. That's it! A game. No one would get hurt that way. Dallas Winston didn't love anyone. Lord knows, I used to be one of the best players ever to play the game. He wouldn't love me, but he'd sure as hell want me.
Dally stirred gently and I lay down beside him, warming us both under the jacket. He groaned under the heat of my arm and opened his eyes slowly.
"What're you smoking Carson?" He murmured and shut his eyes again.
"The same thing you are. Hey Dallas?" I asked tracing a line down his cheek to his lips.
The greaser instinctively kissed my fingertips then his eyes widened in surprise.
"Thanks for rescuing me. Say, do you like me?" I batted my eyelashes at him, knowing that I looked like shit and not caring.
Dally barely blinked, "What'd Ace do to you?"
I cringed. That particular memory was not pleasant. "He opened my eyes. Ace taught me last night that I'm not tough. That he sure ain't tuff. And that there are guys a hell of a lot tougher." I leaned in to kiss him and he tilted his head so that I got his chin instead. But I did feel his hand on my thigh; a conditioned reflex that I knew would give him away as a pimp daddy.
I used this as an excuse to continue kissing my way down his neck.
"Stop it Carson, dammit! How can I keep my control, when you're like this." He stood up suddenly pushing me off him and landing me in the hay.
Suddenly he was on top of me his breath heavy in my ear and his hands in my hair. I could practically feel the heat of his lips, so close to my ear. Then he shook me, "Don't play games with me, Carson. Don't think I haven't played them all, and won." I lay still as I heard his teeth click and then his lips on my neck made me squirm. He sucked hard enough to leave a mark and I let out my breath in a sharp hiss.
Dally smiled dangerously at me, and it made my heart jerk painfully. And that's when I knew there'd be no games with Dallas. No more playing around.
"Isn't this Slash J's stable?" I asked uncomfortably as Dallas got off me.
"Yah, this is the place." Dally stopped at one of the stalls to pat a horse on the head.
A brown foal, as wobbly on it's legs as my heart felt in my chest whickered at me. I felt my heart melt.
Dallas was watching me with an amused expression as I struggled over the high wooden gate. I sighed.
"If you need help just ask."
"Okay, okay, I need help Dally."
"What do you say?"
I continued to struggle, refusing to humiliate myself anymore. My face turned a most embarrassing shade of red, "Dally will you ple-
I didn't even finish my phrase before Dallas was beside pushing me up from behind.
The foal's mother, a dark brown mare, was eyeing my suspiciously as I petted her baby gently on the nose.
It began to chew on my sleeve affectionately.
"Why did you bring me here Dallas?" I called over the gate; glad he couldn't see my face.
"This is the only place I knew to take you. The only place that –he let his breath out suddenly- would be safe. For you. . . and for me."
Now, I was glad I couldn't see his face because I could hear the pain in his voice and seeing that pain might just push me over the edge.
Dallas's voice had lost that rough edge that had first drawn me to him, now this softer voice, it attracted me like nothing else.
I wanted to go to him.
"Lets go. We'd better be ready if Ace is coming after you." Dally unlocked the gate and fed the mare and foal parts of an apple.
I stood, dumbfounded, "Why didn't you open the gate for me before?"
Dallas shrugged, "You never asked. Besides I can't say you didn't have a nice ass."
I rolled my eyes and then grinned, "Same to you buddy."
a/n
Hey everyone, thank you so mucho for the reviews. Lol, even if you didn't get it. Hope yah liked the chapter ^_^ Uhm...and well if you didn't get it (::clears throat:: Gina!!) well this chapter was just illustrating a certain budding romance. I decided it was finally time for a happy chappie. Woah rhyming skills!
I wanted to kiss him. And not the kind of kiss I'd give to Ponyboy either. I wanted him like I'd only ever wanted one man before.
I tried as hard as I could to push the thought to the back of my mind. But I could feel the blood rising to my cheeks. I mean, I wasn't called sex kitten for nothing. That's it! A game. No one would get hurt that way. Dallas Winston didn't love anyone. Lord knows, I used to be one of the best players ever to play the game. He wouldn't love me, but he'd sure as hell want me.
Dally stirred gently and I lay down beside him, warming us both under the jacket. He groaned under the heat of my arm and opened his eyes slowly.
"What're you smoking Carson?" He murmured and shut his eyes again.
"The same thing you are. Hey Dallas?" I asked tracing a line down his cheek to his lips.
The greaser instinctively kissed my fingertips then his eyes widened in surprise.
"Thanks for rescuing me. Say, do you like me?" I batted my eyelashes at him, knowing that I looked like shit and not caring.
Dally barely blinked, "What'd Ace do to you?"
I cringed. That particular memory was not pleasant. "He opened my eyes. Ace taught me last night that I'm not tough. That he sure ain't tuff. And that there are guys a hell of a lot tougher." I leaned in to kiss him and he tilted his head so that I got his chin instead. But I did feel his hand on my thigh; a conditioned reflex that I knew would give him away as a pimp daddy.
I used this as an excuse to continue kissing my way down his neck.
"Stop it Carson, dammit! How can I keep my control, when you're like this." He stood up suddenly pushing me off him and landing me in the hay.
Suddenly he was on top of me his breath heavy in my ear and his hands in my hair. I could practically feel the heat of his lips, so close to my ear. Then he shook me, "Don't play games with me, Carson. Don't think I haven't played them all, and won." I lay still as I heard his teeth click and then his lips on my neck made me squirm. He sucked hard enough to leave a mark and I let out my breath in a sharp hiss.
Dally smiled dangerously at me, and it made my heart jerk painfully. And that's when I knew there'd be no games with Dallas. No more playing around.
"Isn't this Slash J's stable?" I asked uncomfortably as Dallas got off me.
"Yah, this is the place." Dally stopped at one of the stalls to pat a horse on the head.
A brown foal, as wobbly on it's legs as my heart felt in my chest whickered at me. I felt my heart melt.
Dallas was watching me with an amused expression as I struggled over the high wooden gate. I sighed.
"If you need help just ask."
"Okay, okay, I need help Dally."
"What do you say?"
I continued to struggle, refusing to humiliate myself anymore. My face turned a most embarrassing shade of red, "Dally will you ple-
I didn't even finish my phrase before Dallas was beside pushing me up from behind.
The foal's mother, a dark brown mare, was eyeing my suspiciously as I petted her baby gently on the nose.
It began to chew on my sleeve affectionately.
"Why did you bring me here Dallas?" I called over the gate; glad he couldn't see my face.
"This is the only place I knew to take you. The only place that –he let his breath out suddenly- would be safe. For you. . . and for me."
Now, I was glad I couldn't see his face because I could hear the pain in his voice and seeing that pain might just push me over the edge.
Dallas's voice had lost that rough edge that had first drawn me to him, now this softer voice, it attracted me like nothing else.
I wanted to go to him.
"Lets go. We'd better be ready if Ace is coming after you." Dally unlocked the gate and fed the mare and foal parts of an apple.
I stood, dumbfounded, "Why didn't you open the gate for me before?"
Dallas shrugged, "You never asked. Besides I can't say you didn't have a nice ass."
I rolled my eyes and then grinned, "Same to you buddy."
a/n
Hey everyone, thank you so mucho for the reviews. Lol, even if you didn't get it. Hope yah liked the chapter ^_^ Uhm...and well if you didn't get it (::clears throat:: Gina!!) well this chapter was just illustrating a certain budding romance. I decided it was finally time for a happy chappie. Woah rhyming skills!