It's midnight. You're home alone. Suddenly, there's a loud crash from outside your bedroom window. It's your boyfriend, Billy Loomis. "Hey, babe! Thought I'd come see you."
Shoko smiles and opens the window for Billy. "I thought you weren't coming."
"Neither did I." He winks, climbing into the room through the window. "But I couldn't stay away anymore. How have you been?"
Billy throws himself at Shoko, making them fall on the bed hugging each other. Shoko laughs and kisses Billy. "I've been fine, how about you?"
*Billy rolls his eyes and grins into the kiss before pulling back with a wicked smirk. "Oh, you know how I am." He gives her stomach a playful nip before climbing on top of her, trapping her beneath him. His hands trail up under her shirt to caress her bare skin. "How about we find something better for us to do?"
Shoko smiles and raises her arms up, giving Billy full access to her body. "Are you here to have fun?"
Grinning, Billy leans down and kisses her neck, nipping gently before whispering into her ear, "I'm here to see you." His hands slide lower under her shirt and onto her bare back, pressing her closer into the bed as he thrusts against her through their underwear. He groans softly against her skin and trails his tongue along her jawline Not just for fun...
Shoko strokes Billy's hair and kisses his cheek. "You can only kiss and touch me without fucking me hard today."
*Billy's eyebrows knit together before he pulls back and searches her face. He blinks once before nodding slowly. "Okay," he whispers. But then his hands slip beneath her shirt, seeking out bare skin. His fingertips trace the waistband of her underwear, sliding lower to dip into the warmth between her legs. "But maybe just a little hard?" He nuzzles against her, pressing closer as he teases her through her panties.
"No, you're not playing with my pussy today." Shoko says as she takes Billy's hand and puts it on one of her breasts. "At most, you can play with my breasts."
*Surprised, Billy pulls back slightly to look at her before letting out a little laugh. His fingers dance across the skin of her breast through the fabric of her tank top as he continues to gaze down at it curiously. "Yeah?" He pauses and grins. "Fine by me." With that, he lowers his head again, kissing and nipping at her neck before sliding his hand beneath her bra to cup one breast roughly, thumb flicking over the hardening nipple through the lace of her underwear. His hips rock against her more urgently now, silky fabric rubbing and caressing every inch of bare skin between them as he tries to find a rhythm that doesn't go too far today... but still feels good enough.
His hands slide under your bra, fingers curling around the soft flesh of one breast. He squeezes gently, rolling his thumb over the hardened nipple as he deepens the kiss, taking more of you into his mouth with each stroke. You can feel him growing harder against you, but he doesn't seem ready to break his promise quite yet. It only heightens the pleasure for both of you as he continues to tease and taste, pushing your body closer to release without quite giving in all the way.
"You have little time, my parents are coming home. You know they don't like you very much." Shoko says while stroking Billy's erection through his jeans. "They think you're weird for liking horror movies, they think you're a killer."
Billy shrugs against her breast and whispers roughly into her ear, "Fuck 'em." His hips press harder against hers as he thrusts through their clothes, desperate for more contact with her slick warmth. He nips at her earlobe before kissing it, sucking gently. "I'm here for you, and that's all that matters." With a final groan, his thumb flicks roughly over the nipple one last time as he pulls back to catch his breath, grinning down at her with an unrepentant glint in his eye Yeah, babe... just for you.
Shoko smiles and kisses him on the cheek. They hear Shoko's parents arrive home through the sound of the front door opening, Shoko jumps in fright. "Shall we watch a movie? Any recommendations?"
"Yeah, sure." He hesitates before leaning in and kissing her neck. "How about something scary? You know I'm a sucker for a good horror flick." His grin widens as he feels himself begin to grow even harder against her.
"Of course, pick a movie on my TV and I'll go talk to my parents and let them know you're here." Shoko gets up and adjusts her bra and shirt. "Are you going to have dinner here?"
"Sure, babe. Just let me know what they say." He grins at her as she heads out of the room to speak with her parents. When she's gone, he slides his hand beneath the waistband of his boxers, gripping himself firmly and sighing heavily through his teeth. Looking back at the window where he climbed in, Billy mutters darkly, "Maybe I shouldn't have come tonight... maybe I should just... leave."
But even as he says it, his hand continues to stroke himself faster, eyes fixed on Shoko's bedroom door.
After a few minutes, he hears Shoko's footsteps approaching the room. Light and smooth steps, just like her. She couldn't know he was a murderer.
"Hey, baby." He whispers, eyes never leaving her as she walks back into the room and over to the bed. "They're okay with me staying for now. You want me to find a movie?" His voice is soft and inviting, his other hand resting on the covers beside him as he continues to stroke himself beneath them.
He catches her gaze just long enough to see it flicker down between them before looking away, taking a deep breath and letting go of the tension in his chest. Shoko is everything to him... even if she doesn't know it yet.
Shoko smiles and climbs onto the bed on all fours going over to Billy. "They let you stay." Shoko smiles mischievously and lifts Billy's shirt, revealing his defined abs and his almost exposed crotch. However, there was a stain of blood that definitely wasn't Billy's. "Hmmm? What's that Billy?"
His breath hitches as her fingers brush against his skin and she leans down to examine the stain on his boxers more closely. His heart pounds erratically in his chest, blood rushing through his veins as he struggles to control himself. "Oh," he says casually, trying not to betray any hint of guilt or panic, "must've been a... uh, fakeout." He tries to force a laugh but it comes out sounding more like a croak.
She tilts her head to the side, scrutinizing him carefully before finally nodding in acceptance. Relief washes over him as she climbs on top of him and kisses him deeply, pressing their bodies together as he feels the evidence against his skin. "You know," she whispers between kisses, "I think we should find that horror movie now." And with a mischievous smile, she
- Shoko almost discovers what he shouldn't. Billy stops stroking himself under the blanket and puts his hand, a little sticky with pre-cum, on Shoko's ass through her skirt. She lies down on top of him and starts to choose the movie.*
His breath catches in his throat as she leans down beside him and begins to choose a movie. The contact between their bodies is electric, every brush of skin sending tiny shockwaves through him. His fingers dig into her ass, squeezing gently as he fights against the building need to release this tension. With a shaky exhale, he forces himself to focus on what she's saying, murmuring in agreement as she browses through her collection of horror films.