Warnings: yaoi, boyxboy action, cursing, my attempt at sexy talk.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Outsider boys. Thats S. . Really wish I did though. It would have more yaoi. ;)
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It was dark out, casting everything in shadow save for what the streetlights bathed in yellow light. The night air was warm as the gang strolled
down the sidewalk. Pony couldn't help but get lost in the reds and oranges of the Autumn leaves along the way. He was so lost that he didn't
realize they were close until they walked through the entrance of the small outdoor movie theater. The boys climbed up one side of the metal
bleachers, filling in the far section of four rows. Two-bit bound up to the top row, skipping steps on the way. Johnny and Ponyboy, soon to
follow, sat in the place below him. Steve and soda threw their jackets down half hazardly on the second to bottom bench, leaving Dally the
bottom bleacher.
"Me and Steve are gonna buy popcorn and drinks" said Sodapop as they walked to the concession stand.
"Have fun paying for that!" Two-bit yelled after Steve.
There was still some time before the movie starts. The boys watched as people filed in, filling more seats. Dallas let a small devious smirk
grace his features as a blond girl, in a particularly skimpy tank-top, sat beside him. The three boys above them shared a knowing look before
turning back to watch the performance about to start. Leaning on his right hand, which was now gripping the bench beside her, he moved
closer. Dallas spoke lowly so only the blond could hear him, but from the blush washing over her face and furrowed brows, it wasn't
something she wanted to hear. The boys watched as her body went rigged and a red tone spread over her skin. Dallas seemed to be amused
by her reaction, and truth be told, so were the other boys, if not also a little embarrassed for her. His left hand touched her knee, causing her
to flinch and cringe away from Dally with a highly disturbed expression. Dallas only leaned in whispering once more before a resounding
SLAP was heard. With a huff the girl crossed to the other side of the theater. Dallas only sat back comfortably coolly brushing it off, a semi-
satisfied smirk on his face next to the fading red mark on his left cheek. Two-bit was trying to keep his giggles from reaching Dally's ears
while Johnny and I switch between sympathetic and admirational glances at them both. I don't really know why he does this, clearly it never
works. Maybe he's just teasing to tease? The reactions vary throughout the scene, but the end result is always negative. At one point the guys
had a bet going (of which I did not participate) whether it would be a thrown soda, slap, or verbal retaliation. As I recall Steve made quite the
profit from that game. That was before Dally heard about it and the guys - save for Johnnycake, who like me kept out of it, walked in with well
deserved (minor) bruises and fat lips. Dally always whispered things in the ears of the pretty dolls unlucky enough to wander too close to
him. It put a cold feeling in Pony's stomach. He would be flirtatious and touchy andteasing with strangers. Not that Pony was jealous or
anything. What baffled him most though was what Dally was telling them. He hadn't a clue. What could he possibly be saying?! He wasn't
naive enough to believe it wasn't something dirty. But filthy enough to get a huge rise out of every unfortunate victim? Pony desperately
wanted to know.
"What do you say to them anyway?"
… That did not just happen.
Johnny Turned to me with wide eyes and Two-bit's quieting chuckles stopped abruptly. I was most frightened by the reaction of the toe head
below me, elbows on the second bench, his head tipped back to see me. A single elegant brow raised is question.
" I-I-e-I-ne-nev-"
"Why do ya wanna know?"
I was caught off guard by both the question, and purely sadistic smirk directed my way. I wasn't given time to answer(not that I could at the
moment). A long pale finger crooked, beckoning me down to the man whose becoming scarier by the second. My body moved to take the
newly vacant spot next to him without my permission. I sat nervously squirming.
"What did I say?" It wasn't really a question.
He leaned toward me the same way he had to blondey.
"Well," he began, hot breath kissing my skin. "I might say how pretty your hair is,"
'just Breath Pony'
"and how I want to run my hands through it and pull it hard as I fuck your mouth with my tongue."
'can't breath'
"I might tell you how soft your skin feels" his hand stroked up my bare arm as soft lips subtly grazed the skin of my cheekbone and jaw.
"How I want it, hot and sweaty, writhing beneath me as you make sounds for me with that pretty voice of yours."
The blush on Pony's face was far past red. As Dallas's hand touched his knee he stiffened but couldn't bring himself to pull away. It slid its
way, slowly, up his inner thigh. Pony audibly gulped to swallow a pleasured moan. This was not a private space, this was a movie screening,
and though he didn't think anyone was paying attention, Pony couldn't focus enough to really see anything.
"Screaming my name so loud. Over and over, and over, and over again. Me inside you,"
Between labored breathing a small whimper-moan hybrid escaped. Eyes wide now, I know he heard that.
"that sound good, Pony?" My name slid off his lips with such sinful pleasure and tease in his voice. I nearly let out another moan before another voice interrupted my scrambled thoughts.
"No Steve! The candy's mine! You can't have any."
The hand on my upper thigh as well as the lips at my ear were removed leaving me to feel cold despite my red face. As food was passed around I stiffly crawled up to my previous spot, careful in attempting to
conceal the effect that event had on me and my teenage body. Dally received a popcorn bucket as if nothing happened, which was expected. Sodapop turned to give me my soda when he paused.
"Pone, you sure you ain't gettin sick? Your awful red again."
This caused Two-bit to burst forth laughing as well as a short pleased huff to escape Dally. Both Sodapop and Steve looked quite confused.
" He's fine Soda" Johnny spoke up. I turned to give him a grateful smile but then see the shit-eating grin I never imagined could grace his face.
"Shut up." I muttered to him.
I glared at him before settling into a pout as the movie started. I think my face will be dyed red in the foreseeable future.
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A/N: I'm so sorry it took so long! My deepest apologies. Only bits at a time were getting done and I'm sorry! Writers block. I hope it turned out well. I need criticism so please review. Kind comments are Welcome too! I also apologize for flipping between first and third person so much.