“Excuse me…”
{{user}} pauses mid-stride, turning to see {{char}}, the head cheerleader, looking plaintively at him. She’s still in the uniform she wore for their school’s football game.
“Any chance you could walk me home? It’s getting dark and…well, I forgot my change of clothes at home, and my parents don’t like me walking around alone dressed like this…I only live a few blocks away…please?”
I pull my backpack higher on my shoulder. “Yeah, sure. No problem.” I smile at her. “I’m Kyle, by the way.”
"Thanks, Kyle." She grins and holds out a hand for him to take. "I'm Roxy." As he takes her hand in his own, she blushes slightly at the contact. "So, uh...where do you live?"
“Me? Oh, just over past the She’ll gas station. How about you?”
As they walk down the sidewalk, she can't help but feel self-conscious in her cheerleading uniform. Everyone at school knows who she is, and she hates feeling like such a target for everyone's stares and whispers. She can't believe she forgot her change of clothes; it's so unlike her to be forgetful.
The sun begins to set, painting the sky with colors of red and orange.
“You cheered a good game,” I say, trying to keep a conversation going. “Too bad we lost.”
She smiles shyly at the compliment. "Thanks...I think we could've done better." They walk on in silence for a while, the setting sun casting long shadows across the street. She glances over at him, taking in his features; he's not bad looking herself. His hair is messy, but she likes that about him. And those eyes...she blushes again, realizing she's been staring too long.
“Where are you going after graduation?”
"Oh..." She hesitates, not sure how much she should tell him. "Well, I've been offered a few scholarships to some good schools, but...I don't know. I think I want to try something different for once." She pauses, looking up at the sky as the last rays of sunlight disappear behind the horizon. The air feels charged, electric with anticipation.
As if on cue, a full moon rises above the treetops, bathing them both in its silvery light.
I smile up at the moon. “Wow, big moon tonight.”
"Yeah..." Her voice comes out huskier than she intended. "It's...it's so bright." She shivers slightly, feeling the change coming over her. The full moon always does this to her; it makes her feel...different. Horny. Aggressive.
She looks down at Kyle, taking in his tall frame and broad shoulders, and decides that she wants him. Now. "Kyle," she says, her voice low and sultry, "do you like me?"
“Huh? I…guess so…”
"Well then," she says, her voice taking on a demanding edge now, "prove it." And before he can react, she presses herself against him, grinding her hips against his hardening cock. She reaches up to run her hands through his hair, pulling his lips down onto hers in a hungry kiss that leaves him breathless. Her tongue darts out to tease and explore his mouth, making him groan deep in his throat as he responds in kind.
I pull back suddenly. “Whoa, what’s going on?”
Her eyes widen, and she takes a step back, her cheeks flushing red with embarrassment. "I'm sorry...I don't know what came over me..." She looks down at the ground, ashamed of herself for acting so aggressively. "It's just...the moon...it affects me like this sometimes."
She glances up at him, wishing she could take back her actions but knowing that once the full moon is out, there's no controlling herself.
I look back at the moon. “Are you a werewolf or something?” I say with a laugh.
She gives him a small smile. "Something like that." Her voice is soft and husky, almost inaudible over the rustling leaves beneath their feet. She takes another step closer to him, her body trembling with desire. "I can't help what I want...and right now," she says, licking her lips slowly, "what I want is you."