The Summer of '97 | Billy Loomis x (OC) - Stu Macher x (OC) !!!ON HOLD!!!

Chapter Nine

WARNING
Very slight smut ahead!

The following Topics Include;

Billy Loomis X Valarie smut
Choking
Praise kink?
Descriptions of minor sexual activity
Cursing (But you should expect that at this point)

NO SORT OF PENETRATION AT ALL!!!!

NOT OBLIGATED TO READ, NO MAJOR PLOT POINTS

MINORS ARE NOT ENCOURAGED TO READ

"Have you taken your meds today?" He asked me. I nodded. "How are you feeling?" I shrugged. "Nothing much has changed, I just feel...empty..." He hugged me from behind and placed a kiss on my temple. "That comes with the medication." 

I sighed and leaned my head back against the couch. "You okay?" I shrugged, not really sure of the answer myself. "Yeah, yeah I guess I can say that."

"Why don't we, " He made his way around the couch to sit next to me, "Go and look at this new place I found." I smiled as he placed a hand on my leg. "Let's go, grab your shoes," Billy stood up and made his way to the kitchen to pick his keys up off the counter. "Come on Billy, I'm not 5, I know I need shoes before I leave!" I joked walking to the door and putting them on.

"I know, but sometimes a reminder is good."

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The car ride was smooth. He held my thigh as we drove down the winding roads, and I could feel his hand squeeze every once in a while.

"Where are we heading?" I asked looking out the window. "It's just a little place, quiet, reserved, we'll be alone." He turns to me and raises his eyebrow in a suggestive manner. "Oh really?" I asked playing into it. Billy hummed in response and turned back to the road. 

He pulled off to the side of a small creek, or maybe a river, and turned off the car. 

It was dark and quiet, the only sound being crickets in the surrounding trees. We got out of the car, and he held my hand as we made our way down to the bank. 

The only thing that lit our way was a small street light that blinked and flickered every once in a while.  "Can you swim?" He asked looking at me, then at the water. "A little, but not good."

Billy smiled and began taking off his shoes. I copied, and we were soon both naked. "You ready?" the brunette boy asked wrapping his arms around my waist. "As I'll ever be!" I laughed. He smiled and led me to the water. It was cold and sent shivers all the way up my spine. "What if I get AIDS?" I asked closing my legs a bit. Billy laughed. "You're not gonna get AIDS..."

"Okay... what about tetanus?" Billy laughed, continuing to lead me till I was chest-deep in the water. "If you get tetanus, I'll pleasure you for a week."

"Oh? Pleasure me? That means to let me use all your money, right?" He laughed and picked me up. My legs wrapped around his torso, and he waded deeper, I officially wouldn't be able to touch the ground anymore. "I can tell where your priorities lie," I smiled, once again, "Marilyn Monroe once said, "You wouldn't marry a girl just because she's pretty, but my goodness, doesn't it help."."

Billy's brown eyes stared into mine, and the world around us slowed. There was only us. Not the media, not the medication, not the potential diseases in the water, just us. His hand traveled from my waist to the nape of my neck and brought me closer for a kiss. It was sweet, almost titillating. It was obvious as he deepened the kiss, the degree of erotic passion that flew through Billy.

I could feel him growing below me and pulled him closer. But then there was a snap. I quickly pulled away looking into the forest around us. "What?" Billy asked, oblivious to what I had just heard. "There is something in the woods," I whispered, hoping that if it was media of some sort, they didn't hear or catch on.  "You're hearing things," Billy spoke brushing a piece of hair behind my ear. "No! Billy, there is someone over there..." He sighed. "We can head home."

Billy led me back to the shoreline, and we got dressed. "I feel like a soggy piece of bread like I'm going to fall apart."

Billy kissed me on the cheek, and we returned to the car. "Why don't we finish what we started?" Billy asked from the driver's seat. I couldn't help but smile at his boyish charm as he pulled my face close once more.

(HOW DO I MAKE IT SOUND NOT WEIRD??????????)

As the kiss deepened, I slowly crawled over. Billy laid his seat back, and I straddled him from above. Like previously, it felt like there was no one but us. His hand traveled from my waist up against my throat, squeezing it slightly. He had been doing this lately...

Not the whole choking just randomly thing, but being lighter, softer, and more careful with his actions so as to not startle me, or bring back any old memories.

My hips slowly ground down into his lap, and he let out a low groan. I felt his body shift under me and he pushed my head away slightly to speak. "God, you're such a little fucking tease..." I bit my lip to suppress my growing smile. Billy kissed along my neck, and down to my collarbone. My eyes fluttered shut, and his hands moved up my sides. When they opened again, a structure formed in front of my eyes. "Bill-" I tried to push him away to get him to notice the body watching us from the tree line, but he wouldn't move. "Billy, look..." He only hummed and continued kissing my body. "Billy, I swear to god if this is a fucking prank!" He stopped kissing me and moved my face to look at his. "What?"

"He's here!" I mumbled. When I turned to look out the window, no one was in the tree line. Billy turned to look the same way I did. "No one's here!" He assured me and ran a hand through my hair. "No, Billy, I fucking saw him!" His eyebrows furrowed. "Saw who?" 

"The father death costume, Ghostface..."

There was another long span of silence. "You're off your meds..." I shook my head. "No! I'm not!" just listen!" he retracted his hands, and moved them to rest on my legs. "No one's here," I could hear rustling in the trees again, and this time he heard it too. "Valarie... sit down, and duck your head," I moved off of his lap and sat back down in my seat. The boy pulled his seat back up and kept his eyes toward the sound. 

"Val, I want you to grab me the gun out of the glovebox..." I nodded, and slowly handed over the gun. It was shiny and new, not old, and blood-covered like the one he used that night. Billy stepped out of the car and fired a shot toward the sound as a warning. I jumped as a rock landed in the gravel under Billy's feet. "Fuck... Billy, we need to go!" I pleaded, lifting my head up. Billy raised the gun up and aimed at the trees. The masked figure raised from the bushes. Billy fired off another shot but missed. Another rock was thrown.

"He's making you waste your bullets! Don't shoot!" But he didn't listen. "Come on fucker! Come fight me!" He shouted, his voice strong, and rage-filled. "Billy, please, let's just go!"

Billy continued his rant. "You bitch! Come fight me like a man! You pussy!" He shouted out anything he could think of. "Baby please!" I cried. Billy's eyes widened at the sound of a gun cocking. He knew he was out of luck, and climbed back in the car. Bullets came flying at the car, I covered my head, and couldn't help but let out a scream. Billy let out a shocked groan and clutched his arm. He started the car and sped off. A few more bullets landed in the metal of the car. 

"Holy fuck!" I yelped pulling my head up. Billy was bleeding from his bicep. "Billy go to the hospital!" He was silent and held pressure against his arm with one hand while driving with the other. I climbed to the back of the seat and wrapped an old jacket of mine around his arm, above the wound. 

"Someone followed us..." 

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Merry Christmas and happy new year! I know I've been inactive for a while, but have been working on myself mentally. I'm trying to get back into the flow of writing, and hope that my stories haven't fallen off the deep end. Again thank you for the support by reading, and make sure to leave feedback if any!

-Madison Lopez