Dancing With the Devil (3 Sentence Fiction Ficathon)

[sunny_sinflower]

 "What's wrong Alpha," Dallas asked quietly, a smirk on his face that told Tim that he was absolutely not caring how the title came across to the pack leader, in fact he was probably hoping that Tim would give into the bait and start and argument or fight, or would take the direction his provocations usually caused, and fuck him until he couldn't stop calling for Tim.

Tim thought about both options, but evidently didn't do either option, instead choosing to smirk with darkened eyes as he leaned down to Dallas' ear and rumble a soothing purr that he knew made Dallas feel crazy, "I don't know, Alpha, why don't you tell me what you want?"

Dallas made a noise of awe and when Tim pulled away, Dallas' eyes were blown wide open and his breathing was shallow; pleased, Tim pulled away and grabbed his twin's—and Ponyboy's—homework to finish going over with corrections while Dallas got himself under control.