Did he love her? Absolutely! Would he readily admit it? Absolutely not! Well...he just wasn't sure...
Beetlejuice looked on from the mirror that served as a portal to the living world. He stared at Lydia who was asleep in her bed. He could see her chest rising and falling and could hear her soft snores. He loved her and today he had to tell her. Had to tell her before it was too late. He started thinking about the past year as he looked at her sleeping form, how kind she was, and selfless. She was nothing like he was and sometimes found it hard to believe she cared for him. Afterall, Beetlejuice was selfish, greedy, gross, and cruel, except when it came to Lydia. She'd always been a...good influence on him.
In the past year Charles, Lydia's father, had fallen into a deep depression after the death of his wife Delia. She died in a tragic accident working on her art in her workroom, something about a chainsaw and a ladder.
Because of the tragedy, Lydia decided that college could wait another year, so she could stay and help her father. Charles had truly appreciated the help and the company his daughter had provided during this very difficult time. Beetlejuice had appreciated having Lydia around for another year as well, he wasn't sure what he was going to do when Lydia did go to college. Would their friendship last? Would she accept the feelings he had for her? What was to become of them?
Beetlejuice looked on from the mirror, his still heart ready to beat as he gazed at the only person or thing he cared anything about.
Lydia shifted in her bed and rolled to face the mirror. Her eyes slowly opened. She sleepily looked around and in her hazy vision saw him starring. Lydia yawned and smiled at him. "Good morning Beetlejuice!" She said almost excited. "Mornin babes. Hope you slept terrible?" Lydia giggled, "I slept well."
Beetlejuice pressed his hands to the mirror, "Babes, let me try through. I want to talk."
Confused by his serious tone, Lydia sat on her bed wondering if she should. "Is everything alright?" "Yeah babes, just bring me over."
"Can I get dressed first? I just woke up. Is it a rush?" Beetlejuice thought for a second, he really wanted to tell her now so he didn't chicken out, but wanted to play it cool too. "Naw babes, it can wait." Lydia smiled and then proceeded to move about her room.
She went to shower and brush her teeth, leaving the lovelorn spook to watch from behind the glass.
Lydia had been sleeping so well, but having strange dreams. She was dreaming of being in the Neitherworld, but she felt more at home there than ever before. Something in this dream felt different. She was with Beetlejuice at the roadhouse sitting on his sofa, he took her hand and smiled at her. Then she felt an odd sensation as she looked at him. It was contentment, she was happy to be with him, she was excited, she was in love. This realization came in her dream just a split second before she woke. Then looking down at her from the mirror was Beetlejuice and though she was sleepy, waking up to see him was a good feeling. He'd asked to speak, but Lydia wasn't sure she wanted conversation this early. She needed to shower and think about these realized feelings. They weren't new to her, she'd been having these feeling for a few years now, but wasn't sure what to do about them. After all Beetlejuice was dead and she wasn't. How could they ever be together?
Today is the day she thought as she walked toward the bathroom. Today is the day I start making my intentions known and see how he reacts. Then we can go forward.
Lydia reached the bathroom doorway and glanced back to make sure he was in sight. He was glancing around her room, but he wasn't looking at her directly. Lydia decided it was worth the risk and didn't close the bathroom door. She stopped with her back to him and began to undress. She took off her pajama bottoms, then her top, leaving only her underwear. She glanced up at the bathroom mirror to see his reflection, smiling only slightly, but he wasn't there. He had left the mirror. Her heart sank. She frowned at the mirror slightly, but slowly bent, removing the rest of her clothing and entered the shower. She'd wanted him to see her disrobe , to see her curves, to know that she was no longer a child. She wanted him and she was allowing herself to fully admit it, but how would she ever tell him, her best friend that her feelings had evolved into something more...something like...love.
Beetlejuice was wide eyed looking at Lydia. He watched as she walked into the bathroom and didn't shut the door. She always shut the door! Was she that sleepy that she'd forgotten he could see her. He stood, rooted in place, unable to move a muscle, well almost no muscles. His pants began to grow tight as Lydia stood motionless in the bathroom and began to disrobe. She bent over pulling down her pjs so slowly, beetlejuice felt as if time had stopped. He watched her beautiful body move, the curves of her hips swaying as she stepped out of the material and dropped it to the floor. As she stood and lifted her shirt, Beetlejuice could really see and appreciate how much she'd changed. She had grown into a lovely woman. Her dark raven hair fell below her shoulder blades and he could make out the sides of her full breasts. It was then he decided to go invisible, so Lydia wouldn't catch him looking. He saw her glance to the mirror in the bathroom and he could have sworn she smiled, but then looked sad. Did she want him to look? Had she left the door open on purpose? Surely not, not his Lydia, but she had left the door open! He watched as she bent over revealing her beautiful ass. He starred mouth open and eyes wide. His hand slowly moved over his erection, wishing he could hold her and show her how she made him feel. Once she was in the shower and out of site his mind began to wander and be hopeful. What if she felt the same way? Could they be together in a real way? His head was spinning with possibilities!
Lydia exited the shower feeling cleaner, but her head more confused.
She'd wanted Beetlejuice to see her body naked, she wanted to show off for him. Her mind was a flurry of ideas, dirty, fun, erotic ideas, but she was concerns. Would Beetlejuice still see her as a silly little girl? She had to find out.
Lydia walked into the bedroom and dressed herself in tight blue jeans and a low cut black v-necked shirt, VERY low cut. Lydia didn't have huge breasts, but what she had she was willing to show off and she knew exactly how to work it. She sat down on her bed facing the mirror and called out, "Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice." A rush of electricity sifted through the air and in an instant he was beside her. "Beej, you startled me!" she said as she popped him in the arm. "Sorry babes, you know me, I a sucker for a good scare." He immediately turned into a rainbow colored lollipop. "BJ, pull yourself together. What are we going to do today? Oh wait, you said you wanted to talk , right? So what's on your mind?"
Beetlejuice started to fidget, "Well I...I..wanted to ask..." The words caught in his throat "do you..." He couldn't do it. "Would you want to go to the Neitherworld drive in tonight, there's a new monster movie double feature playing." He looked at her nervously, sure she caught his lie. Lydia's eyes brightened, "Sure! That's just what I need is some time away!" Beetlejuice looked relieved, he was spending time with her, maybe he could work up to spilling his guts about how he felt.
"So I that what you wanted to talk about?" Lydia asked. "yeah babes, I, uh...I wasn't sure if you'd be up for it with old Chuckster still feeling down."
"It's been a year Beej. I love Dad, but I haven't had much time for me lately, surely I can have one night off."
Beetlejuice grinned a big green smile, grabbed Lydia and said, "You do deserve some time off, now lay those B-words on me babes!"
Arriving at the Roadhouse, Lydia sighed with contentment. It had been almost a year since she'd been in the neitherworld. She just couldn't leave her father. So Beetlejuice had been coming to see her more than the other way around and if the truth be known, they hadn't spent as much time together as either one of them had liked. So being outside the Roadhouse made her feeling like she was home. "So where's Doomie? We don't want to be late for the movie." Lydia asked.
"Yo, doomaroo! Where you at ya hunk O'junk?" Beetlejuice yelled loud enough that the roadhouse shook and the skeleton rooster on the roof fell to pieces.
Suddenly Lydia heard a familiar rumble, she turned to see Doomie coming straight towards her. "Doomie!" Yelled Lydia excited to see her monster car. Doomie stopped right in front of them and began to rub his front fender on Lydia, beeping excitedly. "I've missed you too Doomie. Beetlejuice and I are going to the drive in tonight, will you take us there?" Excited beeps were everywhere, Doomie was beside himself with the idea of taking Lydia anywhere.
"Yeah yeah, we're all excited. Come on you bucket of bolts, lets go already." Beetlejuice spat.
Beetlejuice sat in the drivers seat, but having a car that can fly and think, doesn't allow you to "drive" so to speak.
Beetlejuice and Lydia talked the whole way, and it was just like old times. Being together again was desperately needed by both parties.
When they arrived at the Scare-O-Plex they settled in for a movie marathon.
Lydia was excited to push the limits and Beetlejuice was just unsure.
A few minutes into the first movie Lydia moved over towards Beetlejuice. She lifted his arm and snuggled into him. Beetlejuice was used to this, they snuggled all the time. Should he make a move? Lydia was already planning her next attack.
Beetlejuice felt Lydias hand move to his knee. She slowly rubbed his leg. This made Beetlejuice become slightly aroused. Suddenly the movie wasn't as interesting.
"Whatcha doin there Lyds? You're, uh, makin this feel like a date."
Lydia sat up and looked him in the eyes, she moved in very close to him and whispered, "What if I want it to be a date?"
Beetlejuice just stared at her unblinking. Could this really be happening?
Lydia leaned in even closer, took his face in her hands and kissed him softly. Her lips were soft and warm against his cold touch. Immediately he became rock hard. Lydia pulled back and saw just what effect she was having on him and she smiled. Beetlejuice, still in shock, asked "Babes, is this real?"
"Beej, I've wanted to be with you since I was 15, four years ago, and I want you more every time we are together. You understand me the way no other man ever has. The age difference doesn't bother me, the dead thing doesn't bother me, but what I do care about is how you feel. I never wanted to risk our friendship, but I want to have you in my life more than what we have now, I want you to take me as your friend AND your lover! I want to feel you in a whole new way." Beetlejuice just stared. "Well...are you upset? Did I just blow the whole thing?" Beetlejuice reach his hand behind her neck and pulled her into a deep kiss. Lydias eyes closed shut as she really took him in completely for the first time. Her hands moved over his chest and down hi stomach. Lydia slid her hand over his still extremely hard erection.
She wanted him and she wanted him now!
Beetlejuice grabbed her hand and pushed away. "Stop babes! I can't do this yet."
"What? Why not? Don't you want me to do this?" She said sliding her hand down into his pants and stroking his large cock.
Beetlejuice rolled his eyes back in pure pleasure, but grabbed her hand again.
"Look babes, I'm always up for a good time, know what'a mean? Pffft...but this is gonna take some adjustment. I have thought about you this way for a while now too, but I'm feeling like you and don't want to upset the friendship. Don't you want to take things slower?"
Lydia smiled knowing he felt the same, but frustrated that he would stop her. After all Beetlejuice was the horniest, most selfish, raunchiest guy she knew and suddenly he was "Mr. Slow-it-down"? Who was this?
"No Beej, I don't want to take it slower, I love you, always have, and I just want to take you home and lay in bed all night, feeling all of you and having you run your hands over me! I've been dreaming of this for over a year, and I'm surprised I have held out this long. I don't just want to be with you, I want to really "Be with you"!
Again Beetlejuice just sat stunned. He turned his head to look out the window thinking of what he should do next. Here was his dream girl pouring her heart out to him saying she wanted to be with him and he didn't know how to react. This is all he'd wanted ever since she'd grown up. She was the only person who loved him for who he was, gross habits and bad personality traits and all. He just couldn't wrap his mind around the fact that she...gulp...loved him! He didn't know if he could actually say those words, after all, they were gooey and yuck!
He wasn't done thinking when Lydia moved towards him and straddled his lap. She sat on him and kissed him hard.
His hand instinctively grabbed her ass and pushed her down so he could feel her heat on him. She moved her hips seductively over him, grinding onto him. He moaned into her mouth and then, he let himself go. He picked her up and quickly laid her across the seat. And put his whole weight on her. He pressed his cock against her letting her know just how much he wanted this too.
He pulled back, laying on top of her still, and just looked deep into her chocolate brown eyes, "Why me?" Is all he could say.
"Because you're my other half. You make me feel whole. When we're together, I don't feel alone, I don't feel insignificant, I feel loved and protected."
This boosted his confidence and his passion. Suddenly he was all over her, his hands going everywhere. His hand moved under her shirt, grabbing at her full breasts. He dipped his head and took a nipple into his mouth. Lydia took in a deep breath, a huge smile spreading across her face. Finally she thought!
Beetlejuice had given in and was now ready to move forward, but he still had a nagging sensation in the back of his head.
He pulled away again. "What now Beej?"
"This just occurred to me, but Lydia, are you...ya know...still a..." He gulped loudly, "a virgin?"
She turned red as a rose, "I was saving myself for you."
This completely caught him off guard. "Babes, I...uh...wow! Well then we can't do this here." Lydia sat straight up, ready to cry, thinking Beetlejuice was not going through with it. "What!? Why not? I just spilled my guts and told you how much I want you and you're too chicken to..." He cut her off, "I just mean, not here, not like this. I'm going to juice us up a romantic setting. After all your first time should be extra special. Then we can do it whenever and wherever you want." Lydia sighed and breathed in deep, she grabbed him and hugged him tight. "That's very sweet of you!" He made a gagging sound, "Yuck, you don't have to insult me!" Lydia giggled and smiled big. "I guess Doomie wouldn't approve of this here anyway, huh?" Doomie honked in agreement.
"Ok Beej, what have you got in mind?"
Beetlejuice smiled down at her in an evil grin she'd never seen, but as he looked into her eyes she became even more aroused.