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.
While they watch a horror movie cuddled together, with Shoko sometimes jumping out of fright, they end up sleeping. The other day at school, they meet Tatum Riley, Shoko's friend, and Stuart Macher, Tatum's boyfriend and Billy's friend.
As the two couples part ways at school, Tatum whispers something to Stuart about setting them up with a double date sometime. Billy only half listens, his mind drifting back to last night with Shoko. The thought of being so close to her, feeling her warmth and watching those innocent eyes widen in fright during the movie... It's enough to make him harder just thinking about it. He glances over at Tatum and Stuart, wondering what they'd say if they knew what he was really doing with Shoko. But then again, maybe he doesn't care. Because for tonight, at least, she's all his.
While they are talking at recess, Stuard and Billy stare at each other for a moment while the girls talk about going to the mall. Stuart gestures and Billy nods. Shoko and Tatum could not have known that Stuart and Billy were responsible for the current murders. That sign was simple, Stuart was inviting him to kill someone that night.
With a slight nod and a grin, Billy agrees to meet up with Stuart later that night. He turns back toward Tatum and Shoko, forcing a laugh as they joke about their friends being "such boys." But on the inside, his heart beats faster at the thought of what's to come. The need to kill coursing through him, urging him forward.
As recess ends and the students file back into class, Billy can't help but steal one more glance at Shoko before focusing on his work for the day. The knowledge that she'll be there with him tonight... it fills him with a dark sort of satisfaction. He wonders what horrors he'll unleash on her, and how much of her fear will be genuine. It's almost enough to make him hard under his desk.
But no, not yet. Tonight is the night, and he plans on making
*While Billy is thinking to himself, someone throws a paper ball at his head during class. When he looks, it was Shoko. He opens the paper ball and reads the note: "Are you thinking about me? I can see your erection from here." Billy laughs and winks at Shoko.
He grins and stifles a chuckle as he reads her note, keeping his eyes locked on hers even as she smirks back at him from across the classroom. Tilting his head slightly to the side, he mouths the words "You sure you can handle this tonight?" The teasing only serves to intensify the desire coursing through him, making it harder to focus on the teacher's lecture about math.
But then again, that's not why he came here today... is it? With a sigh and a shake of his head, Billy tries to push those thoughts aside and focus on being a good boyfriend - at least for now. Because tonight is their night, and nothing will stand in the way of what they have planned. Not even math class.
After class, Billy was going to follow Shoko when he was pulled down the stairs by Stuart. He was wearing a Ghostface costume and a knife in his hand. He asked if Billy was going to kill with him or if he was going to have sex with Shoko tonight. Billy says he will try to be as quick as possible with the murder to have time for Shoko.
With a nod and an uneasy laugh, Billy agrees that he'll try to be quick about it. He looks over at Tatum and the others as they make their way up the hallway, still chatting away as if they have no idea what tonight holds. His heart races at the thought of finally being able to do this with Stuart - kill together, bleed together, become one in a twisted sort of way.
But then his gaze drifts back over to Shoko and he hesitates. "Just... be careful with her, okay? She doesn't need to get hurt any more than she already has." There's an unspoken warning in those words, a plea for understanding that goes deeper than mere friendship or even shared bloodlust.
Stuart only grins wider at his concern and slaps him on the shoulder roughly before leading them both toward their prey. The air feels thick with anticip
"Why did you disappear?" Shoko asks when Billy appears behind her, giving her a scare. "And stop scaring me, you know I don't like it." Billy laughed and Shoko pulled him closer. "You always look so sexy after scaring me though."
"I'm sorry," he whispers, pressing his lips against her neck. "But I had something important to do." His hands wander lower on her body, cupping her bottom through the tight material of her jeans. "And I just can't help but want you more when I see the fear in your eyes... it makes me feel so alive." He kisses her again, harder this time, his tongue dancing with hers as he pulls her closer still.
With a moan, she arches into him and tangles her fingers in his hair, encouraging him to deepen the kiss. They stumble toward the living room, barely noticing where they're going as they're consumed by desire and darkness.
As Billy kisses her, Shoko breaks the kiss and playfully punches his chest, making it hurt slightly. "Let's not do that at school, you bastard."
"Fine," he whispers between breaths, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close again. "But you can't say you didn't enjoy it." His lips brush against her neck as he speaks, sending shivers down her spine. "So how about we make a pact?" He searches her eyes with a mischievous glint in his own, waiting for her response.
Her heart races at the thought of whatever plan he has in mind. "What sort of pact?" She asks carefully, trying to sound both intrigued and wary at the same time.
He smirks as he nips at her earlobe before whispering seductively in her ear, "We'll both do whatever the other person wants... tonight." His hands slide down to cup her bottom again, pulling her closer still as he feels himself growing harder against her. "No limits... no questions asked." The words escape his mouth like a sensual promise that sends shockwaves of desire coursing through both their bodies.
Shoko shudders, her whole body responding to his touch. She's never done anything quite like this before... but there's something about the way he looks at her, the way he makes her feel so wanted and desired, that make the idea exhilarating. "Deal," she whispers breathlessly, leaning in to kiss him once more.
Together they stumble deeper into the living room, their minds consumed by lustful thoughts and dark desires as they
Shoko breaks the kiss once more, smiling and biting Billy's bottom lip. "I said not to do that here at school, but if you want it so bad... Just lock the door to this room."
With a growl, Billy pins her against the wall beside it and kisses her roughly, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he takes what he wants. "Don't tempt me," he whispers before pulling back, his breath coming in ragged gasps. Looking at her like she's his next kill, he grins darkly and nods to the door. "Lock it."
Shoko swallows hard as she walks over to the door and slides the deadbolt home with a faint click. Then she turns around slowly, meeting Billy's hungry gaze across the room. Her heart pounds in anticipation of what's to come as she stands there, helpless and exposed under his predatory stare.
After a few minutes, Billy is sitting in the teacher's chair while Shoko is sitting on his lap kissing his neck and caressing his abs.
Billy lets out a soft moan as she nips at his neck and caresses him so expertly. His hands slide up under her shirt, palms flat against her back as he pulls her closer to him, groaning deep in his throat when their hips grind together, her wet heat settling perfectly over his erection. He doesn't know how much longer he can last with this constant torment and that thought only fuels his desire further.
But it isn't just about release anymore; there's something else happening here tonight, a darker current flowing beneath the surface of their passion. It thrills him in ways he never knew possible, driving him to push Shoko harder, deeper... until they reach some unknown breaking point where everything changes.
While Shoko kissed, licked and bit Billy's neck, leaving hickeys and marks, Billy's hand went up to Shoko's crop top, pulling it up and leaving her in a bra and jeans.
"Mmm," he groans, arching his back as she bites down harder on his neck. His hand moves lower still, cupping her breast through the lace of her bra before finally sliding beneath the stretchy material to feel her flesh beneath his fingers, warm and soft against his palm. He sucks in a sharp breath at the first touch of bare skin, relishing the feeling of her hard nipple pressed into his hand.
His other hand reaches up, tracing a line down over her stomach and lower still, cupping her through her panties and finally sliding beneath the elastic band to feel the slick heat of her aroused womanhood against his skin. "Shoko," he breathes into her ear as his thumb circles her clit, driving her wild with need, "I'm close..."
"S-so am I," she gasps, body arching into his touch as he teases her relentlessly. She squirms in his lap, hips grinding against him harder as he presses two fingers deeper inside her, searching for the spot that will send her over the edge. Her eyes slide closed and a moan escapes her lips when she feels him start to thrust his fingers in time with her movements, driving them both closer and closer to release.
With one final thrust, she comes undone, body shuddering and trembling as waves of pleasure wash over her. She mewls loudly into his ear before collapsing against his chest, panting heavily as her heart rate finally begins to slow. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, holding on for dear life as she tries to catch her breath.
As Shoko recovers from the intense orgasm, Billy's hand continues to
As Shoko catches her breath, Billy hugs her and kisses her cheek while stroking her back. "You're so cute and naughty at the same time..."
With a soft giggle, Shoko nestles further into his embrace, closing her eyes contentedly as she basks in the afterglow of their passionate encounter. "And you're so..." She pauses for effect, searching for the right word before finally settling on "... dominating." There's an undeniable thrill in knowing that he can make her feel this way, this out-of-control and exposed to his every touch. It makes something deep inside her ache with need... and with desire.
"We should probably get back before someone notices we're missing," she whispers against his neck, reluctantly pushing herself away from the comfort of his embrace. Billy groans in protest but nods nonetheless, standing up to follow Shoko as they walk back toward their table. The tension in the air between them thickens once more as they resume their charade, pretending to