Matt In This Movie I'm Gonna Nut 😛

୭ ˚ . ᵎᵎ masterlist

꩜ smut ×angst ༒fluff

matt dillon (dallas winston, rusty james, bob hughes, sam lombardo, basically any matt dillon character)

— dallas winston x preachers daughter (moodboard)

↳ knockin' on heavens door (dw) ꩜༒

— older!dallas x reader (moodboard)

↳ romeo's daddy (pt.1) (dw) ×

↳ crying during sex (pt.2) (dw) ꩜

↳ angel (dw) ꩜

— after the fact (dw) ༒

— this was all for you (dw) ×

— I don't need your mercy (dw) ꩜

— party 4 u (dw) ×

— bob hughes x art-therapist reader! (moodboard)

↳ playground love (pt.1) (bh) ༒

ralph macchio (johnny cade, daniel larruso, eugene martone)

— johnny cade x dreamy!reader (moodboard)

— everybody here thinks they need you (jc) ×꩜

— heavy (jc) ༒

— everybody here wants you (jc) ꩜ ×

— i'll crawl home to her (jc) ༒

— i'm not in love (jc) ꩜ ×

the curtis gang (hc's, oneshots, etc.)

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all characters are aged up!

haii could you write something about having to have a fake relationship with johnny cade but u end up catching feelings? nsfw maybe? thank youuuuu

⋆ ˚ ꩜ ｡ i'm not in love

— johnny cade x reader

song 𝄞 i'm not in love by 10cc

warnings: language, pnv, nsfw

it was meant to be a simple favour, one that lasted a week at most. but of course, things never go the way you plan.

"you want me to what?" your best friend practically shrieked, his cheeks flushed.

"just for a week, maybe a few days? please Johnny." you begged, clasping your hands together. he scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.

"I mean.. I guess.." he said reluctantly, not because he didn't want to do it, but because it was going to be hard, and it was going to hurt.

earlier that week, you had seen your ex-boyfriend flaunting some other girl, and it made you jealous more than anything. the way he presented her like a trophy, as if he had won the prize for biggest douchebag and worst ex-boyfriend. you wanted to get him back, so you did the only thing that you thought of in that moment.

you asked your best friend, Johnny Cade, if he would pretend to date you. it'll be easy you thought to yourself.

you and Johnny were each others best friend. a day rarely went by where you hadn't seen each other for at least for a second. you told each other anything and everything, well... almost everything.

Johnny liked you, no, he loved you. at first, he figured he felt that way because you were one of the first people to show that they truly cared for him. he assumed that as time went on, the feeling would go away and would turn more platonic, but it never did.

every time you turned away from him, he'd stare. every time you'd laugh, he'd smile and fall asleep thinking about it later that night. he loved everything about you, even your flaws which he would always protest that you didn't have.

as the years went by, he always tried to send you small hints about his feelings, but you'd never catch on. either because they were too subtle or you wanted to ignore them, it didn't matter.

what mattered was that as soon as he saw you with another boy, his arm around your waist as you laughed together and stared at one another affectionately, he knew that he had lost. "man, don't worry about her. listen, I can hook you up with this girl I know. she's from-" Dally rambled after Johnny had told him what he'd saw.

of course, Dally didn't really pick up on Johnny's heartbreak as Dallas Winston himself was rarely heartbroken. when he went to Ponyboy about it, he was more empathetic. still, he didn't quite understand. nobody understood, because the only person who only ever truly understood him.. was you.

now, as he stood outside on the Curtis porch late at night, smoking a cigarette by your side, he couldn't help but feel his heart break even more at your request.

he shrugged it off as if it were nothing, but it wasn't just nothing. he knew that this whole idea would be a disaster, because he knew that every time you two would hug or "kiss", in your mind, it was fake. but oh how Johnny wished so desperately that it was real.

"so uh.." Johnny began, exhaling smoke through his nose, "what do we do? together- I mean."

"we do what couples do" you shrugged, but Johnny's face contorted into confusion. Johnny had never been in a relationship, ever. so the idea of doing "couple things" was foreign to him. "oh, right. well, we hug.. we touch.. maybe kiss?"

kiss? Johnny thought to himself, but it's just fake kisses, right? she ain't mean the real thing?

although the idea of kissing his crush wasn't unappealing, it was daunting. he was paranoid, paranoid that you would see through his nonchalant facade and see the real him. you'd see that he was really, truly in love with you.

later that week, you both went to a party where to you first showed off your new "relationship" and made yourselves public.

and when you saw your ex stare at the both of you with his new girl by his side, you pulled Johnny in for a passionate kiss without thinking. and instead of it being a quick peck, it turned into a full make out session on the couch.

you weren't sure what got a hold of you, but you weren't complaining all that much. he was a surprisingly good kisser despite not being very experienced (from your knowledge) and his taste was addicting. when your lips touched his, you felt your stomach flutter and heart pound as if.. it felt.. real.

when you first kissed Johnny, he felt as though he were in a dream, and at any minute he was going to wake up. he was in a love sick daze as your tongues intertwined and his hands found their way to your waist as your hands climbed into his hair.

after a few minutes, you pulled away and looked back to see your ex fuming, bringing a smile to your face. however, when you looked back at Johnny, his expression was anything but happy.

he pulled you off of him gently, clearly upset. "you okay Johnny? i'm sorry if that was too much, I-"

"nah, it ain't that. don't worry about it" he shrugged you off, staring off into the crowd of the party. after a few minutes of awkward silence between the two of you, he cleared his throat and got up. "um.. imma.. go get us a drink."

after that night, you two continued your little scheme— but every time you would pull him into a kiss or hold his hand, you couldn't help but feel warm inside. it was if it was meant to be real, it felt right. the way your hands perfectly fit his, the way your lips melded together as if they were made for each other. but every time you'd pull away, that all faded. you'd remember what you had set out to do, as did Johnny. still, that feeling never went away. and as the days passed, the feeling grew stronger until you had almost forgotten why you were faking it in the first place.

"so, Johnny" you began, Johnny sitting across from you, sipping his coke whilst listening intently. "there's another party this weekend and.. he's gonna be there. we should go yeah?"

Johnnys shoulders dropped, "sure.." he said unenthusiastically.

"you okay?" you asked, fiddling with the wrapping of your straw. it seemed to you that recently, whenever you devised a plan, he wasn't that into it. it was as if he didn't want to continue on with the act out of boredom.. or.. something else?

"how much longer are we gonna be doin' this for?" he asked in a frustrated tone, causing you to be taken back a bit.

"uh.. I don't know, a week maybe?"

"okay, well you said that last week and the week before that. and no offence bab- y/n," he caught himself, realising you two weren't acting at that moment. still, him almost calling you that made your heart flutter. "I don't think he really... cares" he clears his throat, shifting uncomfortably in the seat of the booth.

those words hurt you a little, because he was right. whenever you saw your ex, he stopped looking at you. whenever you kissed or hugged Johnny in front of him, he barely bat an eye. but what hurt you the most was that you knew that your ex didn't care anymore, you didn't even care anymore. you just didn't want this trip to end, because whether or not you wanted to admit it to yourself, you liked Johnny as more than a friend. you wanted to keep kissing him and hold hands as a real couple, not a fake one.

"okay well.. maybe if we just give it a few more days he will come back ar-" you started, but Johnny cut you off by slamming cash down on the table before grabbing his jean jacket and leaving the Diner, no further words exchanged.

you felt so guilty, so guilty that you were leading him on. that you clearly had feelings for him that you were too cowardly to say out loud.

you knew that he was over it, and you knew that there was no point in continuing the act. so, you decided to do the only thing that seemed right.

"Johnny.." you said from behind him as he sat on the porch of the Curtis home.

things had been tense between the two of you, and whenever you would both get together with the gang, they could tell that something was up. they knew about your plan, they also knew how Johnny felt about you. so when you began to act weird around one another, they could already tell what had happened.

when you sat beside Johnny, you could hear the gang talking about it inside the house despite the front door being closed, their rowdy voices booming.

"listen Johnny, this ain't working. I think you're right, he doesn't care anymore. so.. there's no point, y'know? i'm sorry I.. dragged this on." you stated, staring at him, only this time, he didn't stare back. he kept his eyes on the path leading up to the house, a cigarette hanging from his lips.

"let's talk about this at yours" he said, standing up and snuffing the cigarette bud out with his shoe. he walked out the gate, forcing you to follow after him.

the walk to the house was quiet and awkward, making you feel tense and almost embarrassed. as soon as the both of you entered your empty home, Johnny immediately pulled you into him, smashing his lips onto yours without warning. even though it took you by surprise, it didn't take long for you to kiss him back. "what was that for?" you whispered after he pulled away.

"i'm tired of pretending." he whispered back before pulling you back into him.

both of you continued kissing as you made your way down the hallway toward your bedroom, bumping into picture frames as you tore off each others clothes.

you didn't bother to close the door of your bedroom as you lived alone, instead flopping onto your mattress and clean linen sheets.

by this point you and Johnny were now stripped down to your undergarments. Johnny laid sloppy and rough kisses against your neck, ones that were sure to leave a display of marks. he slowly began to kiss down your chest, fondling your breasts over your bra as he looked up at you for permission to take it off. you nodded, arching your back as he slipped his hands behind and unclipped the clasp.

you pulled off your bra, tossing it onto the floor. Johnny stared for a moment, almost in awe, before immediately latching his mouth onto one of your nipples whilst his fingers worked on the other. you whimpered at the sensation, running your fingers through his dark locks.

Johnny was practically in heaven. ever since he had developed feelings for you, he has wanted nothing more than feel you close, to feel your skin against his. and every time you'd wear a shirt that showed cleavage or outlined your curves, his mind would wander to places that he would never want to admit.

after a few moments, you pulled Johnny in for another kiss before pulling away, both of you panting and breathless. "you sure you wanna do this?" you asked, and he nodded.

as you reached over to your drawer to pull out a condom, and before you placed it onto his length, Johnny grabbed your wrist, stopping you. "is this real?" he asked nervously.

you stared deep into his beautiful, brown, sorrowful eyes. they looked as if they were pleading with you to say yes. and as you thought and reflected about you and Johnny, you began to feel all of the suppressed emotions from long ago. you liked Johnny, you always had. but it was more than that now, it was love. when you had developed your feelings, you pushed them down as you didn't want to mess up your friendship. but no matter what, they always lingered. through every look, every touch, every hug, every kiss— even if they were all fake— they were also real.

"yes. it's real." you whispered with a smile, cupping his face, "I love you"

"I love you too." he whispered back as he held your hand in his whilst his other guided himself into you. you both let out a moan, though yours was more of a grimace as you had to adjust.

he hiked one of your legs over his hips, allowing him to get a better angle. you stared into his eyes as he held your hand, thrusting into you at a slow and steady pace. you let out soft moans as he would let out whimpers and grunts, fuelling each other further. "god you fit me so well baby" Johnny whispered into your ear before peppering sweet kisses onto the crook of your neck.

"feels.. so.. good" you croaked as he continued to fuck you, hitting all the right places.

"I know sweetheart, I know" he whispered gingerly, his thumb stroking your cheek as he admired your face and its features.

"faster please" you whimpered, and he obeyed, speeding up without a moments thought.

you immediately began moaning louder, as did he. your grip on one another's bodies got tighter, as did your walls around him. you could feel a pleasurable warmth swelling in your stomach, one that would only come around when you were on the edge of orgasm.

"i'm gonna.. cum" you whimpered, your nails digging into Johnnys back as his tip continued to kiss that spot within you over and over.

"I know baby, but can you be a good girl and hold it for me?" he asked, almost sympathetically, as if he wasn't the one fucking your brains out and making your mind go fuzzy. you didn't say anything, only nodding and whimpering in response.

after a few more rough thrusts along with Johnny's moans getting increasingly louder. Johnny nodded at you, allowing you to both let go together. he continued to thrust, slowing down as he whispered sweet nothings into your ear. "good girl, that's it."

he stayed inside you for a moment as you both caught your breath before he laid a kiss on your forehead and stood up, whispering a quick "gimmie a sec" before throwing the condom in the trash and walking to the bathroom.

you laid out on your bed in a fucked our daze, staring at the ceiling as you thought about what just happened. Johnny then returned with a damp, warm rag and began to clean up the mess that he made between your thighs. "did so good baby" he whispered as he kissed the inner parts of your thighs.

after tossing the rag to the side, he laid next to your, pulling you into him and laying soft kisses onto the top of your head, your face buried into the crook of his neck.

despite it being unexpected, you couldn't have been happier. you had finally gotten who you wanted all along, not your ex, but Johnny.

and despite needed to evaluate your relationship with him, you were too happy to care in that moment. cause it was just you and your sweet boy, your Johnny.

@r0seb100d @avroravia @johnnycadesslut @seilahdiaries

‧₊ ˚ . he WILL be getting touched 2 NITE

༉ ‧₊ ˚ everybody here thinks they need you

— johnny cade x bartender!reader

warnings: nsfw, pnv, fingering

your hands were covered in alcohol, the stench of it burning your nose hairs as you continued to make drinks for waiting customers who were leaning on the sticky wooden surface of the bar.

it was the weekend, meaning Buck's bar was packed. your slot was from 10-12, the busiest time of the night, of course. it wasn't that you couldn't handle it, you had just had a rough week, and the last thing you wanted was a raging headache and clothes stained with alcohol.

"hey! sweets!" a man attempted to get your attention, one that looked too old to be in a bar that mainly held teens and young adults. occasionally an old man would pass through, looking for a drink on a stop of a long road trip— but you knew this man wasn't that kind of person, he actually wanted something from you, or more specifically, he wanted you. "hey, honey! i'm talkin' to you."

"sorry sir! i'm a bit busy. unless you wanna order a drink, Buck over there can help you out with whatever you need!" you told him, pointing to the owner of the bar who was standing by the pool table, watching the game unfold.

you had been working at a rapid pace for the past 2 hours, making drinks, stopping for a moment to hear someone's order before moving again. your head hurt, your feet felt heavy, and all you wanted was for your shift to end. you couldn't deal with some creepy old guy coming onto you, not here, and certainly not now. you looked around for your boyfriend, Johnny, but unfortunately, he was no where to be seen. he must be playing darts or pool with the gang you thought to yourself.

"hey!" the man yelled at you again, growing more angry every second you didn't pay attention to him, like a child throwing a temper tantrum. "why don't you get that sweet ass over here, and take a break." he shouts over the music, patting his thigh.

you cringed at his comment, the thought of doing what he said made you want to throw up. however, you kept your composure and continued to ignore him.

as you reached over the bar to hand the customer next to him their drink, he grabs your wrist harshly, causing you to wince. "look at me." he growls, making a your body tense up and fear swell up in your chest. you couldn't move, scared that if you tried to wriggle out of his grasp, it would only anger him further.

suddenly, the man was yanked away from you, the fat bastard thrown to the floor. you looked to see Johnny standing above him, his eyes seething and his gaze cold. you could see one of his hands lingering over his back pocket where his switchblade was kept, the other holding the guys collar. everyone was quiet, a few murmurs heard over the loud music exuding from the jukebox in the corner.

"you keep your hands off of my girl or i'll fuckin' kick your ass." Johnny scolded, the man looking up at him in surprise that such a small kid could be so intimidating. despite Johnny looking innocent, his hands were more dirty than majority of the other greasers in Tulsa, and he wasn't afraid to get his hands dirtier for his girl.

Johnny let go of the guys collar before walking over to the bar. "You okay, sweetheart?" he asked, you nodding at him with a smile.

"hey! your done for the night kid." Buck tells you, pulling out a wad of cash, licking his fingers and flipping through a few bills before slipping them to you. You thank him before lifting up the trap door that acted as a gate between the bar and the dance floor. Johnny walks over to you, grabbing your hand and pulling you toward the exit.

"let's go. i've had enough of this place" he groans, you nodding in agreement.

the cold air touching your hot skin sent chills down your spine. after being cooped up in a humid, hot bar that reeked of tobacco and alcohol, you were finally glad to be outside again. "let's go back to mine." you announced, beginning your journey down the street.

as you two walked hand in hand through the night, Johnny kept quiet. this wasn't unusual as he was a quiet person majority of the time, but when it was just the two of you, he talked your ear off and you his. Johnny's tense body language and closed off demeanour told you everything you needed to know.

it wasn't the first time that a guy had hit on you in Johnny's presence, and it certainly wouldn't be the last— he knew that. still, it made him angry to see a guy touch you like that, to see a guy think that you were anyone's but his. you were his girl, and just about everyone around town knew it, and he wanted to keep it that way.

as you walk through the front door, you're both instantly met with warmth that isn't overbearing, but also isn't not enough. Johnny helped you shrug off your jacket, placing it on the coat hanger by the door.

the both of you walk down the hallway to your room, turning on the lights before shutting the door behind you.

you let out a loud sigh as you begin taking off your shirt and jeans, Johnny doing the same until you were both stripped down to your undergarments. you reach behind yourself to attempt to unclip your bra, only to groan in pain due to your tired and overworked shoulders unable to reach behind far enough. "here baby" Johnny whispers from behind you, unclipping your bra and allowing it to fall from your shoulders and drop to the floor.

"thank you for defending me" you whisper, Johnny's arms now wrapped around your waist as he rests his chin on your shoulder.

"you don't gotta thank me. he was harassing you, it was the least I could do."

you turn to face him, your beasts up against his chest as you pulled him in for a kiss. his hands find their way to your waist, pulling you in closer as your kisses grow more passionate. you both slowly walk over to your bed, slowly falling back as Johnny climbs on top of you, neither of you breaking away from one another.

Johnny squeezes one of your breasts softly, causing you to gasp slightly, allowing him to slip his tongue into your mouth with ease. you whimper at the feeling, wetness now pooling in your panties.

your noises only motivate him more as his hand slowly descends to the hem of your underwear, his fingers fiddling with the lace lining.

"can I make you feel good baby?" he whispers into your ear as he begins to kiss your neck, sending chills down your spine. you response with a nod, biting your lip in anticipation.

his fingers wrap around the sides of your panties, slowly pulling them down your legs before discarding them onto the floor. he gently adjusts your legs by opening them further, giving him a better view of your glistening pussy. his mouth watered at the sight, having been thinking about it all night as he watched you from across the bar. he began to rub circles on your clit, making you moan. his head dips back down into your neck, his kisses now more desperate and aggressive.

you then feel his fingers slip inside of you, pumping at a slow and steady pace. "I love you so much" he whispered softly, staring into your eyes as he watched your face contort into an expression of pleasure. you couldn't respond before he sped up, his fingers now going in and out at rapid speed.

"oh- f-uck" you croak, unable to form words out of overwhelming pleasure, your hand gripping onto his bicep. "i'm gonna cum" you moan, feeling yourself begin to get closer to climax.

"cum for me, my beautiful girl." and you did, your liquids spilling over the tan skin of his fingers as your breathing slowed, your mind foggy. Johnny slipped his digits into his mouth, tasting your arousal with a hum. "tastes like heaven" he smirked before passionately kissing you, allowing you to taste yourself on his tongue.

"can I fuck you baby?" he asks, kneeling before you with his hands by the hem of his boxers, his hard dick desperate for release.

"yes, please" you whined, pulling his boxers down for him, his dick springing free as he continued to take off his boxers before adding his last article of clothing to the pile on the floor.

he grabs your thigh, hiking it over his hip as he lines himself up with your entrance, staring into your eyes for permission one more time, to which you nod without hesitation out of desperation. he slowly slides himself in, inch by inch, your spilled liquids from earlier making it easier. you both moan into one another's mouth, continuing to kiss as he thrusts into you slowly.

the moment was intimate, your bodies practically becoming one. he held your hand in his, the other kneading your breast as he looked into your eyes.

"faster" you whimpered, and johnny obeyed. he began to thrust in and out at a speed that made you want to scream in pleasure, but you bit your lip as you already had enough noise complaints from your neighbours.

"you know.." he whispered breathlessly into your ear, "when I saw that guy trying to get with you, I wanted to fuckin' kill him. cause you're mine. i'm the only one who gets to fuck you like this, and i'm the only one who can make you feel this good."

his words made you clench around him, drawing the both of you closer to the edge. he moved the hand that was fondling your breasts down to your clit, rubbing fast circles. your moans got louder, the pleasure overwhelming as he pounded into you whilst rubbing your clit. you looked up to see Johnny scrunching his eyebrows while groaning, an expression he always made when he was close.

"shit.. i'm so close" he groans into your neck, peppering light kisses.

"me too" you whimpered, Johnny clasping his hand into yours once more as he stared into your eyes.

"cum with me baby" and you did, both finishing together. an overwhelming surge of pleasure travelled through your body, making you shake. Johnny pulled out, shooting thick ropes onto your stomach.

"shit.. sorry baby. shoulda asked where you wanted me" he smirked.

"it's okay baby, I don't mind." you tell him, grabbing his face and pulling him in for a kiss.

"I love you so much." he said adoringly, his dark eyes shining, his pupils dilated. "wait here okay?" he got up and walked to the bathroom, returning a few moments later with a wash cloth that was damp with warm water. "spread your legs for me baby"

he lightly cleaned you up, making sure to be gentle as you were still sensitive. he tossed the rag onto the nightstand, making a mental note to clean it later.

he laid down next to you, pulling you into his side, your head now on his chest. he lay a kiss on the top of your head, rubbing circles on your back as the both of you slowly drifted off to sleep.

੭* ‧₊ this song is sooo older!dallas 🤭

it makes me so sad to see blogs that haven't posted in like months like pookie cum back 💔

UPDATE

Hello! Id just like to let you guys know that I am currently very active on wattpad. I have an imagine + preferences book, a dally ff that is ongoing, and a johnny ff in the works. I will be updating on there regularly for the time being. As for this page, I will not be posting. However, at some stage I will come back— for now I will be sticking to wattpad as it is more active and I just enjoy posting and being on there more. My wattpad is lovesp3ll if you wish to seek me. Thank you! Love you all and stay safe!

someone pls dm me so we can talk abt matt dillon cause he's so fine im knawing at the bars of my enclosure

Reblog if you DONT fw jally ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

JOHNNY SMUT??? please.?? (Rough)

·. ˚ ༘ everybody here wants you

— ex!johnny cade x ex!reader

song 𝄞 everybody here wants you by jeff buckley

warnings: pnv, f!receiving, rough sex, harassment, alcohol, squirting

johnny laid on the curtis couch, his legs laid out and his arms behind his head. he hadn't gone out in weeks, not since the both of you split.

it didn't end on good terms, if anything, it was extremely messy. you had told him you wanted to talk after school and he could tell by your voice that it was serious. he thought that maybe he had gotten you pregnant or you were moving, something big— he didn't think that it would be so big to the point where he would be crying himself to sleep for weeks.

"I'm not good for you." you stated, attempting to hold back tears. your insecurities had gotten the best of you, no matter how hard you tried to fight them.

Johnny was surprised because.. well, you two were good. better than good, you two were amazing? at least, that's how it seemed. there were no signs that you were going to break up with him. you weren't pulling away and your behaviour toward him hadn't changed. the only thing that changed was the way you viewed yourself. you hated your body, the way you smiled, how many mental issues you had and the baggage that came along with it. Johnny has enough on his hands, he doesn't need me to add to that you always thought to yourself. but you were wrong, dead wrong. he did need you, more than anything, you just couldn't see it. you couldn't see what he saw in you.

"what are you talking about?" he responded, his heart breaking as he watched you explain how you were a burden to him and that he didn't need you. "I do need you. I need you more than anything. you are everything to me. you help me-"

"no, I don't. i'm only dragging you down ,Johnny."

the sound of you using his full name practically confirmed what was happening. you never called him Johnny, not even in serious situations. you only ever used Jay, JJ, or any pet names that you both used for each other.

after more bickering and Johnny trying to get you to stay, you left. you left him in the lot alone, the cold winds howling as the fire at his feet burnt out and the darkness consumed his surroundings.

now, he found himself moping around the curtis home for the 6th time that week. "man, you gotta get up." groaned Pony, clearly frustrated that his best friend wasn't doing anything except sulking. every time he asked to hang out, Johnny just mumbled "not right now" before turning over or going to the bathroom. "I get you loved her and all, but she ain't the only girl in the world."

"he's right." said Steve from the dining room table as he placed a card onto the deck in front of Soda.

Johnny didn't listen, he didn't want to. he simply rolled over, as he usually did, and closed his eyes in hopes he could sleep and forget about everything.

after a quick nap, he woke up 2 hours later to the sound of the gang hollering, making him groan and stuff his face into a pillow. "we are gonna pick up so many chicks tonight!" he heard Two-Bit cackle, patting Johnny's thigh as he picked his legs up off of the couch before placing them back down in his lap.

"where are y'all going?" Johnny asked, finally sitting up, his hair messy and ungreased.

"Bucks. there's a huge party there tonight since Buck is celebrating something, I dunno" Dally informed him, mumbling the last part. Johnny hummed in response, leaning back as he watched whatever show was on the TV. Dally stared at him for a bit before a lightbulb basically appeared over his head. "come with us."

"what?"

"you heard me. you've been moping non-stop for weeks. it's time you get out and find a new chick to fawn over. forget about her."

"I can't just do that Dal, yknow that." Johnny mumbled, playing with his nails. Johnny never listened to Dally about relationship advice, not unless it was about sex. Dally knew everything about pleasing a woman right, yet he knew nothing about making a woman happy outside of the bedroom. his longest relationship lasted 6 months, and that was on and off.

"Dal is right" Soda said, sitting on the arm of the couch that was next to Johnny. "maybe going to this party will help you forget about her, just for tonight. you can have a few drinks, maybe play some pool.."

the idea sounded somewhat intriguing to Johnny. he had been trying everything to avoid thinking about you, and the only thing that ever works is sleep— the only bad part about that method is that you can't sleep forever, no matter how much Johnny wanted to. "fine" he groaned, getting up for the first time in hours. "can I borrow some grease Pone?" Johnny asked, Ponyboy nodding with a smile as he was relieved that his friend was finally up and no longer melting into the couch.

Johnny walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind him to get ready for the party.

as soon as the gang entered Bucks, it reeked of alcohol, sweat, and tobacco. It made Johnny's stomach churn, his nose burning at the stench. because Johnny hadn't been to a party in a while, he was no longer used to the toxicity of a party atmosphere. now, he had to readjust whilst trying not to hurl.

the boys immediately went over to the bar, ordering a round of beers for everyone. Dally handed Johnny the beer before giving him a pat on the back and shouting over the music, "drink up man!"

Johnny obeyed, almost chugging the first beer in a few minutes before ordering a second, surprising everyone. Johnny wasn't much of a drinker. sure, he got drunk and would sometimes have a beer to cool down, but he never did it excessively. he wasn't one to rush to the bar when the opportunity arose, not like Two-Bit or Dally.

as he took a sip of his second beer, tuning into the gang's conversation, Soda suddenly stopped mid story, making everyone confused. Soda's face was no longer bright, but was instead concerned, as if he had just witnessed a car crash or something.

he stared at a specific area of the room, making everyone stare, Johnny included. when he turned around, he felt his heart sink. there you were, leaning against the wall as you talked with your friends.

you looked so beautiful. you were wearing the short black dress that he loved so much paired with fancy lace stockings. you looked as though you had just walked out of Vogue, practically taunting him with your beauty.

Johnny quickly chugged down his second beer before ordering a 3rd. "Johnny, slow down man." Soda said worried, patting him on the shoulder.

"I'm fine" Johnny said sternly, shrugging him off.

halfway through his 3rd beer, he began to feel its effects wearing on him. he wasn't entirely drunk, but he definitely wasn't sober either. his thoughts were getting a bit fuzzy and the music somehow got louder, despite the volume of the jukebox in the corner staying the same.

as he continued to listen to Two-Bit talk about one of his bizarre adventures he had gone on earlier that day, a sudden commotion began on the other side of the room. everyone turned to see what was happening, Johnny included.

he felt his heart stop as he saw some guy trying to get a hold on you, gripping your arm tightly as you yelled at him to let go. before Johnny could think, he began rushing toward you in anger, the ground practically shaking. he grabbed the guy by the shirt, swinging him around and down onto the floor, causing the wind to be knocked out of him. Johnny was stunned, stunned that he even managed to get the guy down, stunned that he even found the courage to do it.

sure, he fought in rumbles and knew how to fight, and he would always defend you against guys when they were trying to make a move on you, but those situations never got violent. this time, it was different. the mixture of booze and heartbreak gave him confidence, a confidence he never had before.

as the guy began to stand up, fury boiling within him and his fists clenched, Johnny, without a second thought, grabbed your hand and dragged you upstairs to safety. you didn't argue, continuing to trail behind him as you both entered an empty bedroom.

as soon as the door was closed and locked, the both of you began to catch your breath. the room was silent except for heavy breathing and muffled music from downstairs. "you okay?" Johnny asked, walking toward you.

"yeah.." you said softly after a few moments of silence. the air was thick, tension high. the both of you stared at one another longingly. you stared into his eyes as he stared into yours, your pupils filled with things you were desperate to express but were too scared to say. "thank you." you finally said to him, sitting on the bed.

"no need to thank me. that guy was being a creep."

"yeah" you chuckled as you looked down at your shoes, the room silent once again. Johnny walked over, sitting next to you yet still keeping a good distance as to not make you uncomfortable. he wanted so desperately to reach out and hold you, to feel your skin against his after so long. "i'm sorry."

"what for?"

"you know what for, Johnny." you looked up at him sadly, your eyes resembling those of a lost puppy. you could feel tears brim your waterline, threatening to fall as you thought about what had happened between you two. you blinked them away the best you could, turning away as a few fell. you quickly wiped them, sniffling before laughing to yourself.

Johnny made his way closer to you, scooting on the mattress ever so slightly. "you don't gotta be." he began, "I know what it's like to feel.. lost. like you don't deserve nothin' good. like you're nothing"

you looked back at him sympathetically, him giving you a small smile that you missed so dearly. then, you burst into tears. you couldn't help it. your emotions, mixed with booze, mixed with everything that had just happened, it was all too much.

without hesitation, Johnny pulled you into him, holding you tightly as if you would slip away forever if he were to let go. he laid soft kisses on top of your head as you sobbed into his chest. "I'm so sorry." you cried, clinging onto his shirt, tears staining the fabric.

"shh, you don't gotta be sorry baby." he whispered, the pet name along with his voice making your heart soar.

you pulled away from his chest, looking at him, your faces merely centimetres apart. before either of you could say anything, your lips met in a passionate kiss. you held his face in your hands, his hands in your hair before slowly sliding down onto your waist. he helped lift you into his lap, your legs now straddling him. he licked your bottom lip, asking for entrance to which you happily allowed.

as your tongues melded together and your lips pressed against one another, you could feel warmth begin to pool between your legs. Johnny felt his dick get hard as you ever so slightly grinded against him.

"do you want to-"

"yes." you said breathlessly without a second thought. Johnny's hands immediately flew to the bottom of your dress, slowly lifting it up and over your head, tossing it onto the floor.

you two continued making out until you were both left in only your underwear. he laid you down against the mattress before leaving harsh kisses down your body, making his way toward where you needed him most.

he looked up at you for permission, hooking his finger into the waistband of your panties. you nodded, leaning on your elbows as you watched him discard your underwear, spreading your legs and placing his face between them. he peppered soft kisses on the skin of your inner thighs, making you whine.

without warning, Johnny began eating you out like a man starved. his tongue massaged every spot perfectly, his mouth now covered in your slick. you were a moaning mess, your breath and legs both shakey as he continued to lap at your pussy. "f-fuck" you whimpered, trying everything in your power to not clamp your legs together. you began to play with his hair as he continued to please you, lightly tugging at his roots whenever he hit your sweet spot.

as you felt yourself get closer to the edge, you spread your legs wider for him, something he knew you always did when you were close. he began to suck harshly at your clit, the sound of slurping along with your moans filling the room. "fuck, you taste so good" he groaned into your pussy, giving off vibrations that made you want to scream. "I missed this."

"I'm gonna.. cum" you panted, moaning and whimpering as he continued his harsh assault on your clit.

"cum for me, let your pretty pussy cum all over my face." and you did, you came with a loud moan followed by a soft whimper as you came down from your high. Johnny left a few more kisses on your pussy lips before coming back up, his lips glistening and chin wet.

you both smiled at each other before Johnny began to suck harshly at your neck, leaving marks that were sure to be very obvious tomorrow.

"I wanna fuck the shit out of you." he whispered into your ear, his boldness making you more and more needy.

"please.." you groaned, running your fingers through his thick strands.

Johnny began to pulling down his boxers before throwing them onto the pile of clothes below, his dick now free, his pink tip covered in pre-cum. he pumped himself a few times as you spread your legs again.

he stared into your eyes as he slowly slid into you, his eyes fluttering shut at the feeling of your warm walls enveloping him. "fuck" he moaned, waiting a few moments for you to adjust.

"move.. please" you begged, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling you closer (if that was even possible). Johnny wasted no time in beginning to thrust into you, his pace somewhat fast but not too harsh. "more.. please. fuck me harder"

"yes ma'am" he smirked as he began to practically pound into you, the sound of skin slapping filling the room. "oh fuck!" Johnny groaned loudly, making your pussy flutter around him, his noises making you want to cum right then and there. "fuck. you feel so good baby. you're such a good girl. god, I missed you so much."

"I missed you baby" you whimpered before pulling him into a passionate kiss. you slipped your tongue into his mouth, holding his jaw as one of his hands held onto your waist, the other beside your head for support. as he continued to fuck you, you felt that you wanted more of him, that you needed more of him. "I want more." you whispered against his lips. as if he could read your mind, Johnny pulls out of you, flipping you onto your stomach with your ass in the air.

he rubs his slick between your folds a few times, making you whimper before slipping back inside of you. he continues his rough and fast pace, making you moan his name over and over. "you're so fucking beautiful" he says breathless, his hands massaging your ass before giving it a firm smack, making you squeal. "god I fucking- fuckin' love you."

"I love you too, Jay." you moaned out, your nickname for him making his heart pound as it brought back all of the memories you two shared together.

without thinking, Johnny began to pound into you as fast as he could, making you practically scream. "fuck! oh fuck!" you yelled, holding onto the headboard for dear life as you felt yourself about to finish. "i'm cumming!" you shouted, a warm feeling of pleasure bubbling in your stomach. suddenly, clear liquid shot out of you, soaking Johnny and the sheets below.

despite catching Johnny by surprise, the sight of it turned Johnny on, making him cum thick ribbons onto your stomach, the feeling of your warm liquid soaking his dick pushing him off the edge.

as you both came down from your highs, you collapsed, laying on your back, Johnny still on his knees. "well.. that's new." he chuckled. you laughed in response, nodding. "did you know that you could?.."

"no.. that's a first" you joked, Johnny nodding with a smile as he reached over the nightstand, grabbing a few tissues. he immediately began to clean you up, softly opening your legs and gently rubbing any residue off of your pussy before wiping his cum off of your stomach. he cleaned himself up, tossing the dirty tissues into the trash nearby.

he laid next to you, pulling your body into his. as you laid there together, both of your legs intertwined, you couldn't stop thinking about how much you missed one another.

"I missed you." you finally spoke, nervous about what Johnny would say.

"I missed you too" he mumbled into your hair before laying a soft kiss a top of your head, stroking the strands lightly.

"I wanna be with you, if you'll have me" you told him nervously. there was silence for a moment before he lifted your chin up with his finger, laying a soft kiss onto your lips.

"course I will"