Tangled bodies worked their joined forms up the stairs of the Curtis house, feet stumbling haphazardly over each step.
"Ahngh, Soda!" Steve nearly growled, pulling at the boy's crotch.
"Shhhh! Don't wake my brother's!" Soda chastised his partner with a giggle and a playful slap.
"Mnngh!" Steve growled lowly into Soda's neck as the two neared the top of the stairs, getting a soft squeal from the greaser. The last step seeming to have caught the two by surprise as they collided with the floor in no time flat.
"Ughh! Ow." Soda grunted softly, a smile soon replacing the pained look on his face. "You goof!" Soda yelled under his breath, his contagious smile spreading to his lover's face.
"Let's get to a room before your brother's wake up." Steve suggested, pulling Soda and himself off of the floor, hiding away in Pony's old room; the boy having vacated it due to awful night terrors brought about by their parent's death. The mattress heaved a labored sigh as the two fell atop the covers. Steve's mouth clashed with Soda's; nipping at the Curtis boy's lips.
"Nghnh!" Soda groaned, lapping at his swollen lip. His eyes half lidded and cloudy, staring into Steve's eyes, panting heavily against one another's lips as they rode against one another's heated bodies. "Ah! Steve!" Soda gasped at the tight grasp on his ass, making his hips jolt up in response. "Mnnh." sucking on his lip softly as he undid his pants, his excitement growing as Steve followed suit.
"Ahngh." Steve groaned as Soda grabbed a hold of his bare cock, stroking him with deliberate pumps. Their mouths tangled with one another as their hands wandered each other's bodies. "Turn over." Steve growled suddenly, shoving Soda onto his stomach.
"Unf!" Soda grunted as he hit the mattress from the quick spin Steve put his body in.
"Bite the pillow 'cause I'm goin in dry." Steve growled, his patience worn thinner than a piece of thread.
"Ahn!" Soda groaned as Steve's hips crashed against his backside. "Gaah!" Soda grunted into the pillow as Steve's thrusts shook his body roughly.
"Mngh!" Steve groaned, sliding his calloused hand up Soda's back, latching his hand to the back of the Curtis boy's neck, keeping him in place.
"Ahnh!" Soda moaned, pressing himself closer to Steve's pelvis, sending the greaser deeper into him. "Ghnnh!" Soda grunted as the brunette slammed into him harder, biting down on the pillow like his life depended on it. "Mnh! Oh god, ahn!" Soda mewled, his thighs shook as he strained to keep himself in place for the greaser. Throwing his hands backwards, he latched his hands onto Steve's knees, holding on desperately as he rode out the storm, his teeth nearly tearing through the pillow. "Unghhh!" Soda moaned out throatily, the thrusts kept coming as well as the pleasure. His whole body arched in great elation, stiffening as he gripped the bed sheets so tightly in his fists.
"Shut up!" Steve hissed in Soda's ear, clamping his hand tightly over Soda's mouth. The last thing he needed was Darry or Ponyboy walking in on them. He actually wouldn't mind if Pony walked in on them, maybe the kid could join them. "Aungh!" Steve grunted at the thought of the auburn as he fucked his brother. "Hngh!" Steve heaved, shoving his cock into Soda's ass, partially wishing it was the auburn.
"Mngh!" Soda whimpered into Steve's hand as his ass was pummeled roughly. "Mnnph!" Soda moaned, his nostrils flaring as he panted through his nose, seeing as how his mouth could barely let out a gasp against Steve's firm grip. "Unghhh!" Soda moaned out throatily, the thrusts kept coming as well as the pleasure. His whole body arched in great elation, stiffening as he gripped the bed sheets so tightly in his fists. Sodapop continued to moan at the rending pleasure that spread through his body like fire. Steve quickened his pace as he began to ride Soda harder, watching the Curtis boy's body shake with the force of his thrusts. Soda's breath came out in choked moans and gasps against Steve's hand as he continued to pound into him.
"Ahhhn!" Steve hissed, digging his nails into Soda's hips as his orgasm began to well up inside him. "Grrrngh!" Steve growled, his loins tensed with heated pleasure as his body collided with the ever so willing penetrable body beneath him. "Mnnngh, ahh, ah, ahn!" Steve grunted as he grazed his teeth along Soda's neck, eliciting a muffled gasp from the teen. "Gnnghhhn!" Steve growled as he came, his cum shooting into Soda so forcefully it spurted back out against his cock and the teen's ass, bringing Soda to his climax.
"Mnnngh." Soda sighed, feeling the weight of Steve atop of him slowly pressing the air from his lungs.
The early morning sun streaked through the window like countless mornings before, sun puddles laid about the floor like a stray sock missing it's match. Tired eyes creaked open, blinking away the crust, weary arms propping up a battered body.
"Ahgh." Ponyboy groaned softly, feeling all of last night in one wave. Bruises and scratches littered his skin, his hair a wild mess from rough hands grabbing and running through his locks. Looking beside him, he found the culprit of it all, dead asleep and no sign off waking anytime soon. "Hmmph." Ponyboy huffed out a laugh, enjoying how exhausted he made the hood. His laughter short lived when he tried to climb out of bed, nearly collapsing to the floor, managing to keep himself up. Pulling on some shorts, his body screamed at him; his muscles throbbing and his bones aching. Gathering his clothes to change into after his shower, tucking the bundle under his arm, he took his leave for the bathroom. Ponyboy's eyes widened as soon as his eyes caught his reflection in the mirror. "Oh. My… No." Ponyboy gasped, his entire neck and throat was covered in hickeys, trailing down to his shoulders, chest and abdomen. "Dally-yy." Ponyboy let out a long hiss under his breath, having not a clue that the had hood attacked him in his sleep. "Ah!" Pony yelped in pain having grabbed at his shoulder, turning to look at in the mirror. A perfect bite mark shaped bruise stamped on his shoulder like a damn brand. Shaking his head with a laugh, Pony stepped into the shower. Thoughts of last night came flooding out like the water from the faucet, unable to stop the smile that ran past his lips; biting at his lip in hopes to stop it from spreading too wide across his face.
"You're in for a long night, kid." Dallas smirked as he licked at the auburn's lips, eliciting a soft gasp from the boy.
The sound of Dallas' voice in his head made the boy shiver. His masochist of a body wanting more of the hood's rough touch.
"Mnngh!" Dallas groaned into Pony's neck, inhaling the scent of the boy's sweat slicked skin. Latching his hand to the boy's throat, forcing his head back onto his broad shoulder. "Grrhn!" Dallas growled as he bit at Pony's soft lips, loving the soft yelp that slipped past them when he pressed his teeth in a tad bit hard.
Maybe he didn't mind all the marks the hood left on him; it was just proof that he was Dally's.
"Did I break my lil' mustang?" The hood asked, trying to catch his breath.
The hood's gruff voice just seemed to bounce around inside his head like a damn tennis ball. Running his hands over his body where Dally's once were put a smile on his face, fingers threading through his hair where rough hands once pulled and yanked. Water trail over his puffed lips, liking at them soothingly, tasting the hood on his lips. Running the soap bar across his battered skin, lathering up his body, almost saddened that the hood's scent was being washed down the drain. Rinsing the dried sweat from his stiff hair, his locks going limp under the hot water as the sweat washed out.
"Don't use up all the hot water, 'kay?" Soda teased from the other side of the door.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Ponyboy said back with a chuckle as he finished up his shower. Shutting off the faucet, he shook the water from his hair before pulling open the curtain. Ponyboy sighed as he patted his face with a towel, tossing it over his head to dry out his hair; the towel soaking up the remnants of water from the boy's damp hair. Glancing in the mirror, he was reminded of the obvious marks on his body, grabbing another towel and threw it around the back of his neck much like that of a scarf, spreading the ends to cover his torso and chest. Patting down the rest of his body quickly, tying the towel around his waist before stepping out of the bathroom. "All yours Soda!" Ponyboy called out.
"Thanks!" Soda said as he came clomping down the hall, scuttling into the bathroom.
"Hey." Ponyboy said when he saw the partially dressed hood standing near the doorway, closing the door behind him for privacy. "Thanks for the surprise." Ponyboy gritted jokingly with a slanted look at the hood, earning him a smirk from the blonde.
"I can't keep my mouth off of you, what can I say." Dallas said cheekily, watching as the boy revealed his masterpiece. "You really liked it when you were sleeping." Dallas said with a smile and a wink.
"Hmmh, bet I did." Ponyboy laughed with a nod, stepping further into the bedroom, shaking the water from his ears.
"Tryin' ta shake your brain out, kid?" The hood asked with slight amusement.
"Haha, nah, just water." Pony chuckled, relieved as the drop shook loose. "Shoot, I forgot my clothes!" Ponyboy mumbled with a shake of his head at the realization, turning around to head out the door. The weight of hands on his shoulders stopped him from going any further.
"Ya look fine like this." Dally's lips trailed along the auburn's neck, getting a chuckle from the greaser.
"Yeah, well I think the public would disagree." Ponyboy glanced over his shoulder at the hood, loving the feel of the hood's hands caressing his damp shoulders.
"Since when do greasers give a rat's ass about what the public thinks about 'em?" Dallas asked with a laugh as the auburn pulled away from him.
"Guess I'm a different breed of greaser then." Ponyboy said with an almost wry look over his shoulder at the hood, turning the doorknob with a pull as he opened the door slightly.
KLUNK!
"Ohn!?" Ponyboy groaned softly in surprise as he was pressed up against the door hard enough to close it, having been swiftly pushed from behind by the ravenous hood.
"You definitely are." Dallas growled lowly with a wicked smirk as he nuzzled his face into the boy's neck, pressing himself against Ponyboy roughly.
"Ungh." Ponyboy moaned softly at the feel of the hood's body against his, feeling a shudder flutter up his spine. His ears perking at the sound of Dallas wrestling with the front of his pants. "Nh, I just took a sho-"
"Shhh." Dallas hushed the auburn with a clasp of his hand, catching the boy off guard slightly. The towel that once rested around his waist collected around his ankles with one swift movement.
"Gnmmmmphff!" Ponyboy groaned into the hood's hand as he pressed into him, slowly being filled with the hood's length. "Mnmph!" Pony groaned as Dallas slipped in further, clutching at the doorknob tightly having not let go.
"Ahn." Dallas panted slightly as he pressed in further, grateful for the boy's freshly damp skin from his shower; making it easier to enter the boy painlessly.
"Mmngh." Ponyboy moaned softly as Dallas pulled out, the slick skin of the hood's cock rubbing between his ass cheeks. "Unnghn." Ponyboy groaned as the hood pressed back in.
"Hnnngh!" Dallas grunted as he pushed farther in than before, causing Pony to clench around him. Gripping Ponyboy's hip in his left hand and his shoulder with his right, he widened his stance slightly, getting a better angle as he continued to thrust at his slow pace.
KNOCK KNOCK
"Can I come in?" came Soda's voice from the other side of the door.
"Gnmph!" Ponyboy grunted softly against Dallas' hand, as if asking for permission to speak.
"Pony?" Soda asked, knocking again, completely unaware of what was happening on the other side of the door.
"Uhh, 'm a bit, busy right now." Ponyboy said when the hood freed his mouth, struggling desperately to keep his voice level as Dally continued to thrust into him.
"I've seen ya naked before Pone, just let me in." Soda said with a chuckle, figuring his brother was being his bashful self.
"Unh, not like this." Ponyboy rasped under his breath, shuddering at the feel of the hood's chest against his back. "Mmngh." Ponyboy moaned softly as Dallas pulled out, the slick skin of the hood's cock rubbing between his ass cheeks. "Unnghn." Ponyboy groaned as the hood pressed back in.
"C'mon, I just need my keys." Soda said with a jiggle of the doorknob, finding it to be locked.
"Ahn, did ya check downstairs, I don't see them in here." Ponyboy nearly groaned, desperately trying to keep his voice level as the hood pressed into him.
"Yeah, they're not down there, just let me in man." Soda said, jiggling the door knob again.
"Mnngh, ah! Ohh god!" Ponyboy hissed under his breath as Dally struck something deep within in him.
"Auuungh!" Dallas groaned as the heat of the auburn's tight quim encompassed his cock firmly. The pressure around his cock was breathtaking, and the feel of the soft inner walls of the auburn's ass beckoned the hood's member to drive deeper into it's heated
"Nhgggh, ah! Oh!" Pony whimpered as the blonde struck the same spot. "Ooohnmh! Right there, right there, ughnh! Yes!" Ponyboy panted out, struggling to keep his voice under his breath.
"Pony?" Soda asked from the other side, slightly annoyed by the boy's lack of response.
"I'm- I'm busy." Ponyboy panted, his heated flesh rubbing against the cool wood of the door.
"Busy?" Soda repeated in a hushed, questioning tone. "Busy with what?" Soda asked, slightly annoyed. Without warning, the door swung open, revealing an angry, stark-naked Dallas Winston.
"Fetch bitch." Dallas hissed, throwing the keys down the stairs, returning to his 'duty' with a slam of the door.
Beyond stunned by what he'd just seen, Soda stood bewildered for a moment before stumbling down the stairs. He'd known early on that Dally and Pony had a thing going, but he'd never really thought about them actually doing 'the deed'. His little brother no longer naïve, well, as naïve as he used to be anyway.
"Where were we?" Dallas growled lowly against Pony's throat, placing a trail of wet kisses along the boy's throat, shoving the auburn back in his place against the door.
"Ahhnh!" Ponyboy gasped at the blonde's roughness, nails digging into his hips to hold him in place as the hood plunged his cock back into him. "Mnnngh!" moaning harshly into the hand that was clasped back over his mouth tightly.
"Auuungh!" Dallas groaned as the heat of the auburn's tight quim encompassed his cock firmly.
"Ahn!" Ponyboy yelped as the blonde's hips suddenly crashed against his backside. "Gaah!" the auburn grunted as Dallas's thrusts shook his body roughly. "Mnnh!" Ponyboy grunted as the hood bit into his shoulder in the same spot as the night before.
"Hmnngha ha!" Ponyboy panted and moaned as Dally plunged into him with incessant breathtaking thrusts. "Ah… anh… mnngh…. hhhng." Was all Ponyboy could muster in between the hood's ass splitting thrusts. "Ghn!" Ponyboy groaned, his climax drawing nearer, stroking himself to bring him to the brink he was seeking.
"Aunh!" Dallas grunted, shoving his cock into the boy to the brim, getting high off of the pitiful slew of whimpers and moans. "Gahnnh." Dallas Grunted against Ponyboy's throat as he drove his cock deep into the quivering boy beneath him. "Nghauughnh!" Dallas groaned as he came deep and hard into Ponyboy's ass, he could feel the boy shudder beneath him as his hot load filled him.
"Mnn!" Pony moaned softly as the hood's spunk trickled down his ass cheeks and thighs. Giving a last few good pumps to his aching member and he spurted all over his hand and the door. "Ah… ahn… hah." Ponyboy panted, catching his breath, flinching softly as Dallas pulled out of him.
"Nice way to start your day, eh?" Dallas smirked, turning the auburn around, greeted with a kiss.
"You always know how to say 'good morning'." Ponyboy smirked, nuzzling the hood's face with his own, pulling the hood in for another kiss. Pulling away from the hood, the auburn picked up the towel, cleaning himself off before covering himself back up before slipping out into the hall.
"Hey, where ya headin'?" Dallas asked, catching the auburn's arm before he slipped away.
"I'll meet you downstairs." Ponyboy smirked as he slipped from the hood's grasp, knowing full well that the hood wanted another round. Stepping into the bathroom, he pulled on his clothes quickly, dashing down the stairs en route to the kitchen.
"Hey, how does breakfast sound?" Dallas asked from his spot at the table, making the auburn jump slightly. A shirtless Dallas Winston sat a the kitchen table, the morning light hitting his skin perfectly, as if showing off all the marks the auburn had left on him.
"Sounds pretty good to me." Pony smiled, pulling a frying pan out of the lower cabinet, turning on the stove as he laid the pan down atop the flame. Stepping over to the fridge, pulling out the eggs. Greasing up the heated pan, cracking open the eggs, the yellow yolks slipping out of the cracked shell, sizzling on the pan. "Over easy or scrambled?" Ponyboy asked from the stove.
"Over easy." Dallas answered back, "I like the yolk with my toast." The hood smirked, lighting up a cigarette. Ponyboy smiled, turning the egg over as gently as possible, his smile diminishing to a flat line as the yolk seeped out of the popped egged.
"Well, you're getting' scrambled instead." Ponyboy grumbled, more so to himself then to the hood, the spatula cutting the egg into little bits as he scrambled the hell out of the egg in annoyance. Scraping the bits onto a plate near by, setting it aside.
"Awwh." Dally frowned, having been really looking forward to over easy eggs.
"I always mess up on the first one." Ponyboy stated as he cracked another egg. "This one will be good." Ponyboy laughed, reassuring the blonde, popping another egg in the pan. "Wanna make some toast?" Ponyboy asked, his hands already busy with the eggs.
"Sure thing." Dally said, putting down his cigarette in the tray, getting to work as he grabbed a loaf of bread, taking out two slices of bread, dropping them into the toaster slots.
"Wanna snag the juice from the fridge?" Pony asked, moving the eggs around so they wouldn't burn.
"No prob." Dallas said, opening the fridge and pulling out the jug. Strolling over to the cabinets and pulling out two mugs.
"While you're over there, could you get me a plate?" Ponyboy said, turning the stove off. Dally did as he was asked, handing it to the auburn "Thanks." Pony smiled, taking the dish from the blonde, plopping the eggs on the plate before handing it back. "Enjoy." Pony smirked at the blonde's excited face.
"Awww yeah." Dallas said, sitting down at the table, fixated on the eggs, grabbing for the salt and pepper, sprinkling the two over his eggs.
"Toast?" Pony offered off of his own plate, which Dally took with thanks, enjoying the fact that they were already buttered and still warm. "S'good?" Pony asked, taking a bite of his scrambled eggs, laughing when he got a nod in response from the blonde; his mouth too full to answer. Someone in the doorway caught the corner of their eyes, turning in unison.
"Heeey." Soda said sheepishly from the doorway, giving an awkward wave of his hand. "I'm just, I was… gonna… yeah." Soda stammered as he stepped into the kitchen, his movements rigid and stiff, trying his best to avoid eye contact with the two. Grabbing his DX shirt from the back of Dally's chair, attempting to pull it out from in between the hood's back and the chair.
"Auhnnngh! Soda!" Dallas moaned obnoxiously at the feel of the shirt sliding against his back, bits of toast and egg falling out of his mouth. Soda winced at the hood's voice, his face scrunched up tightly at the memory of the hood and his brother earlier that morning. Ponyboy was all but dieing of laughter in his chair, far too winded for any sound to come out he was laughing so hard.
"Gh, really Dal?" Soda asked, an almost twisted, pained look on his face as he looked at the hood.
"Oooh, yeah, really, Sodaah." Dallas teased in a mock feminine voice, batting his eyes as he pouted his lips. Utterly done with the hood, Soda yanked the remainder of his shirt that was trapped. "Oh! You're so rough!" Dally cooed, giggling like a little girl, a real chuckle seeping out upon hearing Soda grumbling incoherent curses as he stormed away.
"You had to go there, didn't you?" Ponyboy smirked, biting into his toast.
"Did he have to get his keys this morning?" Dallas asked, dipping his toast into the yolk, taking a satisfying bite with a smirk and a tilted brow.
"He has work." Pony laughed.
"So?" Dally asked, one cheek stuffed with chewed toast. Ponyboy couldn't help the smile that crept across his face. He loved Soda to the ends of the earth, but sometimes it just felt so nice to be around a person who just couldn't give a fuck about other's except for you, which made him love Dally just that little bit more than Soda.
"G'd mornin'." Steve came sauntering into the kitchen, casually taking the jug of orange juice off the table. The two stared at the greaser with distain, Ponyboy shook his head and carried on with his breakfast. "What ya lookin' at?" Steve snipped upon noticing the hood's staring, sucking on his teeth as he eyed the hood back.
Looking the greaser up and down, a twisted snarl of disgust plastered to his face, the hood replied with a scoff, "Pff, not much." Steve's eyes narrowed at the hood's words, having taken great offense, and the bit of laughter from the auburn didn't make him feel any better. Uncertain of what to say back to counter the hood's insult, Steve slammed the jug on the counter, storming out of the room.
"So sensitive." Ponyboy chuckled, loving the small smile that slipped over the blonde's lips. "You finished?" Pony asked as he stood up from the table, offering to take the hood's plate.
"Thanks." Dally said, getting up from the table. "I'm gonna go grab a shirt." the hood said, lacing his fingers in the hair at the back of the boy's head and placing a kiss on his temple, making the boy laugh softly. Ponyboy placed the plates in the sink, collecting the forks from the table and tossing them in the sink, getting a start on the dishes.
"How's it hangin' Pone?" Steve asked from behind the auburn as he gripped at the boy's groin so suddenly.
"Ahh!" Ponyboy gasped in surprise at the older teen's actions. Before Ponyboy could even think of stopping him, Steve pinned the auburn against the counter with his hips like so many times before. "GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME GODDAMMIT!" Ponyboy screamed, shoving the brunette away from him. He wasn't about to let Steve use him like some cheap whore for his own sick amusement.
"Hey, what's going on in here?" Soda asked rushing through the doorway, both greaser's were silent, their eyes averted to the floor.
"You wouldn't believe me even if I told you." Ponyboy gritted lowly, carrying on with his breakfast.
"Pony, what're ya sayin'?" Soda asked in bewilderment. He felt heartbroken that his brother would say such a thing.
"Don't listen to the kid." Steve said as he placed his hand on Soda's shoulder, hoping he could get Soda out of the room before the kid could work up the courage to say anything.
"Wait, I gotta hear this." Soda said as he shrugged Steve's hand off of his shoulder, his eyes set on his timid younger brother. "What happened Pone?" Soda asked as he stepped closer to his brother.
"It's 'probly nothin' Soda, don't worry about it." Steve said as he shoved his hands into his pant pockets. 'The kid better not say anything.' Steve thought as he clenched his jaw in anticipation.
"He's my brother, I'll damn well worry about it." Soda shot back over his shoulder at Steve. "Pony, what's wrong?" Soda asked as he put his hand on the auburn's arm.
"It's nothin'." Ponyboy mumbled as he shied away from his brother's touch, trying to walk out of the kitchen.
"Pony, you can tell me, what's wrong." Soda said as he grabbed a hold of his brother by the shoulders.
"I don't want to." Ponyboy said as he looked at his brother, "Not now." he glanced at Steve with a nervous look. "I don't want you to get hurt." Ponyboy said as he lightly grabbed Soda's forearms.
"Get hurt?" Soda said under his breath confusedly. Soda caught Pony's nervous glance at Steve, intrigued he looked over at his partner. "What is he talking about?" Soda asked with a slight menace to his voice.
"Like hell I should know." Steve said defensively, lying through his teeth.
"Like hell you should." Came Dally's venomous voice from the doorway, snapping everyone's attention to him. "Tell 'im Steve, 'fore I do." Dally threatened, his icy eyes fixed in a frigid glare at the greaser. Steve's palms grew sweaty as his nerves heightened.
"Tell me what?" Soda asked a bit apprehensively as his eyes shifted between Steve and Dally.
"Nothin'." Steve gritted, shifting his stance uneasily.
"Bullshit!" Dallas nearly shouted. "Quit lyin' to him Steve! 'bout time he knew you were a fuckin' low life cheat!" Dallas gritted angrily, wanting nothing more than to tear Steve's throat out.
"What the hell is he talkin' about Steve?" Soda gritted dangerously as he turned towards Steve.
"It's - I…" Steve stammered, unsure of how to answer.
"What? Say it!" Soda demanded, his anger rising with every second Steve didn't answer.
"He's been goin' around behind your back." Ponyboy seeped out, nearly jumping when Soda whipped around to look at him. Soda stared at his brother in disbelief and anger that he would say that.
"With who?" Soda asked, his mind whirling with questions and confusion.
"Nobody, I haven't gone around behind-"
"Shut up!" Soda snapped at Steve, cutting him off abruptly. "I wanna hear my brother." Soda said as he slowly turned back towards Pony. "With who?" Soda asked again with a soft tone, trying to ease his brother.
"I didn't want to, but- he, he forced me to." Ponyboy rasped under his breath. Soda got closer to his brother in hopes that he would hear him better.
"Who forced you? Steve? Forced you to do what?" Soda asked, he noticed his questions were making Pony clam up, "It's alright, ya can tell me." Soda said as he rubbed his brother's arms comfortingly.
"He tried ta tell ya once before and ya didn't believe him then, what's gonna be so different now?" Dallas hissed. The realization struck Soda right in the face his jaw nearly dropped to the floor; Pony had tried to get through to him at the DX and he'd just brushed him off like dirt off his pants leg. Ponyboy's pained secrets flowed out like a reservoir breaking past it's dam; toppling it over with it's force and velocity.
"I cant believe you! I cant believe any of this!" Soda yelled so suddenly, cutting his brother off. Steve smirked triumphantly, folding his arms over his chest as he stared Ponyboy down. "YOU FUCKING LIAR!" Soda snarled dangerously as he shoved Steve against the table, nearly sending the greaser and the table flying into the living room. "You said that there could never be anyone else!" Soda yelled as he clutched at his chest.
"Soda, please, c'mon." Steve said as he tried to caress Soda's shoulders, immediately getting his hands swatted away.
"And with my own brother! Against his will!" Soda gritted in Steve's face; shoving away each and every one of Steve's advancements to stifle him. "I hate you! Fucking hate you!" Soda hissed in Steve's face. He couldn't believe he had let himself be made a fool of; he felt so used, and he couldn't even begin to imagine how Ponyboy must've felt.
"You honestly believe I would dick dip your brother?!" Steve gritted back; Soda shook his head as he stepped away from Steve. His hands clasped to the sides of his head, nearly ripping out his hair. "Dally's the one that's tearing the kid's ass up!" Steve nearly shouted, trying to get the attention off of him.
"You're disgusting!" Soda gritted dangerously as he grabbed a mug from the table, hurling it across the room at Steve.
"Soda!" Steve cried as he dodged the mug, watching as it hit the wall and erupting into shattered pieces before scattering across the floor; as if trying to hide from the enraged greaser.
"You said you fucking loved me!" Soda screeched as he began to throw any objects within range of him at Steve. Steve dodged the projectiles as they were flung at him all the while trying to plead with Soda. "Get OUT! I don't EVER! And I mean EVER! Wanna see yur damn face again!" Soda screeched as he tore after Steve when the greaser didn't take the hint to leave.
"Soda you're bein' ridiculous! I wouldn't do that!" Steve denied his guilt as he stumbled out of the Curtis house, and carrying down the front steps in the same maladroit manner as he tried to evade the relentless attack from his crazed boyfriend.
"Unless you want it bloodied and under my goddamn foot, don't show you're damn face around here no more!" Soda gritted out a snarled shout at the stumbling brunette, continuing to yell obscenities at the greaser even after he peeled out of there. "FUCK!" Soda cried out as he dropped to his knees, his body convulsing with quiet sobs.
"What the hell was that all about?" Darry asked as he came up the walkway, having heard his brother a good two blocks down the road as he made his way home. "You guys get into a fight or somethin'?" Darry asked as he looked at his teary eyed brother as he stood in the doorway, noting how distraught his brother was as he stepped through the doorway.
"Oh god." Soda choked back under his breath as he thrust his palms into his eyes, fighting back his tears as they threatened to slip past his lashes. Soda pulled his hands away from his face with a shake of his head. "Ponyboy!" Soda nearly sniveled as the auburn stepped into the room, clutching his younger brother to him tightly. Ponyboy clung back, relieved and elated that his brother knew now, but couldn't help the bittersweet feeling in him as well.
'I ruined their love; their everything.' Ponyboy thought, his chest heaving slightly as it was weighted with pain and sorrow.
"Ponyboy, I'm so sorry! I- I didn't know, oh god, please, I'm so sorry!" Soda sobbed as he pulled back to look his brother in the face. "I should've known! Oh god why didn't I?" Soda blubbered lowly into his brother's neck.
"How could you've known?" Ponyboy asked.
"I should've listened to you! I should've been there." Soda gritted, almost hating himself.
"What's this all about?" Darry asked with a stern questioning look at his brothers. Soda sighed heavily against Pony's neck, figuring he'd be the first to tell their older brother.
"It's no surprise to anybody that me an' Steve are - were a thing." Soda said, correcting himself; wicking away the moisture from the corner of his eyes, trying to regain his composure the best he could. Darry nodded slightly, he'd known about Steve's and Soda's relations were more than just 'friendly', and he didn't mind as long as the two didn't get into trouble.
"Were?" Darry asked, a bit befuddled that the two would ever have trouble with one another. Soda nodded as he took a large gulp, trying to swallow his emotions that tried to breach the surface and run a muck of his face. The wound still fresh on his heart.
"Yeah." Soda croaked out, sighing heavily as he looked up at the ceiling trying to bat away the tears that pierced the corner's of his eyes. "The fucker was a no good cheat." Soda bit at his lip as he fought back his urge to curse out his ex any further.
"Sorry ta hear that Soda." Darry said with a pained look; he knew how much his brother must be hurting now. "So I guess you're gonna call in then?" Darry asked, figuring his brother would more than likely beat the hell out of Steve if he saw him again.
"The fucker can explain why I'm not in to Joe, I don't give a fuck." Soda hissed, "He's good at fucking lying." Soda's rage was barely containable.
"Do you know who? Maybe you could kick their ass too." Darry offered with a laugh, trying to ease his brother's mood. Not knowing who the 'who' actually was.
"It was me." Ponyboy managed to say just above a whisper. Darry's face was twisted in confusion and disbelief.
"Steve forced himself on Pony." Soda snuffed, choking back his emotions. He couldn't believe he let it happen behind his back.
"Son of a bitch." Darry cussed with a shake of his head. The realization striking him like lightning. He should've listened to his brother; he felt partially at blame for allowing the creep to abuse his brother without his knowing.
"I'm not surprised, I had a hunch." Darry said with a fold of his arms as he leaned against the door frame. The three looked at him with cautious eyes.
"How'd you know?" Soda said, asking what everyone was looking.
"I had my suspicions when Soda picked up more shifts at the DX and when Dally started to come around more often." Darry said with a slight smirk, finding slight amusement in their surprise of his knowledge in their doings. "And I know the marks on your neck aint from no damn poison ivy." Darry said, giving Dallas a look. "I'm not gonna hate ya for your choices in life. I love you 'cause you're my brothers." Darry said, pulling his brothers into a tight hug. "Fuck society, what do they know." Darry gritted, knowing his brothers choices could put them in jeopardy. "And anyone that hurts my brothers is going to go through hell." Darry said with a warning glare at Dallas. "Steve better not show his face around here for a while if he knew what was good for him." Darry growled lowly, clapping a hand on Pony's shoulder, pulling himself out of the hug to look at his brothers. Family is family regardless of the choices made or what society thinks, at the end of the day, it's all you have.
I don't know if I've mentioned this in an another author's note, but, I was considering making a prequel to wanted titled Wanted: On the other side. It would be about Steve and Soda's relationship through the duration of Wanted and how it got started as well as Steve's borderline obsession with Ponyboy and how that got started. So yeah, let me know if you like the idea of that, it'll probably have Dally and Tim sexiness thrown in there too. Pretty much any of the relationships brushed on in Wanted will be explained/delved into more in the prequel.