Hello ladies, gentleman, other. I always like to be inclusive of people. Welcome to my third chapter of my ongoing Kneesocks fanfic. If you've actually read the first two before reading this one, I thank you so much for your support. Please leave a review and favorite/follow me as an author. Now, without further ado, the third installment of my series, ENJOY!
I woke up to partial darkness, but that's because at some point while I was asleep I put my head under the pillow. When I sat up I was nearly blinded by the sunlight coming through my bedroom window. Regaining the use of my retinas, I checked the alarm clock on my nightstand. It was 11:20 in the morning. I rubbed my eyes, looked to my right, and felt my heart stop beating. Kneesocks was gone!
"Holy shit," I yelled aloud to myself, "goddamn it! You're fucking kidding me!?" I leapt out of bed, put on my boxers, and stormed out of my room. "Son of a bitch! She just up and left! Then what was that shit about 'I love you'!? Ugh, I'm so fucking gullible, I fell for that shit!" I walked back into my bedroom to the sound of the toilet flushing.
"Who the fuck?"
At that moment, Kneesocks walked drearily out of the bathroom. She had on her bra and panties but nothing else. She looked at me and I froze.
"Oh shit! Did she hear all that!?"
"Oh, good morining, I didn't know you woke up," Kneesocks said. THANK GOD, SHE WAS TOO TIRED TO HEAR ME!
"Yeah, I was just wondering if you were in the living room since you weren't in bed," I said nonchalantly, masking my previous panic.
"Aww, you must've thought I'd left. How cute," she said teasingly. She walked over and gave me a hug, which I warmly returned. Then something came across my mind that I thought I ought to address.
"Hey," I said, "I know we kinda just met face-to-face and all, and it's totally fine if you think it'd be moving too fast but, uh." She looked up at me with a wide-eyed expectant look. I desperately tried not to break down from how precious she looked. "I was wondering if maybe you'd like to go out...with me...as, uh...a couple?" My mind was racing as I asked her. She continued with her wide-eyed look and a light pink blush dusted her face. DAMN IT SHE LOOKED SO ADORABLE! She hugged me a slight bit tighter all of a sudden.
"Um, I guess this is kinda sudden," she said.
"SHIT! She's not interested in me!"
"But...yes, I'll go out with you," she finished. My heart exploded out my chest.
"She said yes? She said yes! Oh my god, I'm the luckiest guy in the world!"
"I should probably get home, though," she said apologetically, "my sister's probably wondering where I am."
"Oh, yeah, that's cool," I said, "you want me to walk you home?"
"Hmm, why not? You can protect little ol' me, right," she said teasingly.
"You're damn right I can," I said giving her a peck on the lips. We got dressed and made our way for Kneesocks' place. We talked on the way and I asked what her sister was like. Kneesocks said her sister was fun, but a little stricter than her. Her father had a better effect on her sister's rule abiding than he did on herself. She seemed to get distressed when talking about her father so I quickly changed the subject.
"So you wanna do anything on the morrow," I asked.
"On the morrow," she said, confused.
"Oh, yeah," I said, now a bit embarressed, "it's just my funny way of saying tomorrow."
"You are so weird," she said, "but yes. You wanna see a movie 'on the morrow'?"
"Totally, what movie you wanna see," I asked. She thought for a moment.
"There's this romance flick I've been dying to see, who better to watch it with than my new boyfriend," she said sweetly. My heart skipped a full 3 beats when she said "boyfriend". I nodded my approval.
"Alright, it's a date then," I said with a smile.
"Well, we're here," Kneesocks said, coming to a stop. We were standing in front of an old, gothic-styled manor. I gaped at the gated estate. It was enormous, dark, and intimidating. But interesting, nonetheless.
"Very...big," I said, at a loss for words.
"Well yeah, it's pretty big," she said giggling at my response, "maybe I'll invite you over sometime." We gave each other a kiss and she turned toward the gate. She quickly turned back around and we bgan making out on the spot.
"Excuse me," we looked at the door and there stood another demon girl. She had long whitish-green hair and little demon wings sticking out from it. She looked rather unamused at our love display.
"Oh, um, coming Scanty," Kneesocks said, noticeably flustered, "I've, uh, I've gotta-"
"Right," I cut across, sparing her the awkwardness, "I'll see you tomorrow."
"Yeah, see ya," she walked through the gate and her sister walked back inside. Before Kneesocks stepped in, she blew me a kiss. I waved goodbye to her and she followed her sister back into the house. I walked home and sang a bit to myself. I hadn't been happy enough to genuinely sing about something in a long time. I got my voice back into the swing of things and merrily made my way home. Things were definitely looking up for me.
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I woke up the next day in high anticipation. Today was gonna be the first official date between Kneesocks and I. I got up and spent most of my day playing video games. I texted Kneesocks asking when I should pick her up. She said we could catch the 7:05 showing. When 6:00 rolled around, I decided to get going. I was wearing a Rolling Stones T-Shirt, jeans, and a grey jacket. I got to the door to her estate and pressed the button to the speaker.
"Demon Sister Residence, who is this," I heard an unfamiliar voice say. I assumed it was the butler, Jeeves. Kneesocks told me he'd be the one to answer the door.
"Um, this is Jake Coleson here to see Miss Kneesocks," I said adding the "Miss".
"Ah yes, Mister Coleson," Jeeves replied comprehendingly, "I was informed of your arrival. Allow me to let you in." He sounded super uptight and proper, I guess the way you'd expect a butler to sound. I walked into the foyer and gazed around in amazement. It was even fancier, but it didn't look as gothic as it did on the outside, strange?
"Miss Kneesocks will be down in a moment, sir," Jeeves said, "please feel free to have a seat while you wait."
"Oh, uh. Yes, thank you," I replied. Jeeves nodded and walked away. I calmly took a seat in the foyer, this place was blasted damn incredible. So this was how the other half lived.
"So, you're the new boyfriend," I heard from behind me. I stood up and turned to the source of the voice and saw Kneesocks' sister walking towards me.
"Yep, I'm the guy," I said with a smile, yet a little intimidated. Not much, though.
"Sorry about yesterday," said Scanty, "I'm just protective of my sister sometimes. I'm Scanty, by the way." She extended her hand.
"Nice to meet you," I said shaking her hand, "name's Jake, Jake Coleson." All of a sudden my hand was shot with a crushing pain. Scanty was smashing my hand in hers. I was gasping for air and tried to get her to stop. For a girl, even a demon girl, she was incredibly strong.
"Listen and listen good," she said in a freezing cold tone, "until I trust you with my sister, you are a pile of worthless garbage to me. So you better show me you're the right guy for my sister or else. Got me!?"
"Y-yeah," I uttered in a choked voice, "I so got it. And I'll be needing that hand, it's my favorite." She chuckled humorlessly and relinquished her iron grip. I took my right hand in my left, eyes wide with pain and shock.
"Hey, babe," I looked to see Kneesocks walking down the stairs. She was wearing a white T-Shirt with a black skull design, a red and black checkered short skirt, and a short length black jacket. Once again, wearing her trademark white kneesocks. Even with my right hand aching, seeing her made my heart leap.
"Hey Sis, quite the looker you got here," Scanty said appraisingly. She sounded worlds apart from how she addressed me just seconds ago. She turned back to me. "I'm glad we could have this talk," she said smiling wickedly and walked away. A shiver went down my spine as she left the foyer.
"So, you ready to go," Kneesocks asked happily.
"Uh, yeah. Come on, let's go," I said offering my hand. I did my best not to wince as she took my damaged hand in hers. We got to the movies, picked up our tickets, bought a soda to share, and went to our theater.
"Let's sit in the back," she said.
"Why would we sit there," I asked her.
"I don't really like sitting surrounded by a bunch of people," she explained. "Plus, there's more leg room and I can keep you all to myself," she said with a smirk as she hugged my arm, her breasts pressing against me.
"Okay, sounds good," I agreed, enjoying the squishy feeling on my arm. We sat alone, just the two of us in the back row. We sat and snuggled through the previews and half the movie. But when Kneesocks reached for the soda, she brushed her hand accidentaly across my pants. I squirmed a little at the sudden stimulation I felt and a sly smile crossed her face.
"Oh, that feels good does it," she said curiously. She reached over to my jacket and set it on my lap over my pants.
"Okay, what are you doing," I said half between intrigue and uncertainty.
"Nooooothing," she answered innocently. She then began unzipping my pants and grabbing my penis. In the blink of an eye I had a full, steel-hard boner.
"Ho-HOLY crap, you're giving me a quickie," I accused.
"Hmm, maybe just a little," she said mischeviously. But then she got surprised when I reached for her jacket and set it on her lap.
"Wha-what are you doing," she asked in a surpirsed tone.
"I'm not planning on losing this game to you," I said in a competitive tone. I reached up her skirt, under her panties, and began rubbing her clit. She moaned a bit but quickly covered her mouth. She looked at me sternly with a blush across her face.
"I-I'm not b-blushing because you're t-t-touching me there," she mumbled indignantly. "I j-just blush e-easily is all." She started jerking me harder and I answered by inserting my fingers into her wet pussy. We were both panting lightly, neither of us giving an inch. We were determined to make the other cum first. I could feel myself leaking but I felt Kneesocks dripping as well. I could see her drooling lightly into her hand, her eyes glazed over in pleasure. I wasn't sure how much longer we could last. But at last, Kneesocks let out one final, elongated cry signifying her climax. Thankfully muffled by her hand so only I could hear it. Hearing such a carnal noise eminate from her made me cum right after her. We both sat there panting, with our hands in each others pants. We both looked at each other.
"We're not done yet," I said as if stating a fact. She nodded and we gathered oursleves and walked out of the theater. I led her to the men's bathroom but she stopped before entering.
"Why the Men's bathroom," she asked in minor disgust.
"Because men never use the stalls, only the urinals," I explained. "And the stalls are exactly what we need." Once inside the locked stall we kissed each other like mad. She leaned forward against the wall and I pulled up her skirt. Unzipping my pants, I stuck my dick inside her. She let out a gasp and began moaning. We didn't care at the moment because it was still the middle of the movie and no one was using the bathroom. I thrusted my hips and she moved back against me for a rougher, deeper penetraition. A few minutes in, we heard the bathroom door creak open. I stopped thrusting and immediately covered her mouth with my hand. She went completely silent and we could hear a man walking in. We heard the man walk to the urinal, unzip is fly, and begin relieving himself. With my hand still over her mouth, I resumed thrusting into Kneesocks. She looked back at me in shock, eyeing me to stop, but I couldn't. I continued pumping into her while she quietly moaned and cried into my hand, her warm saliva wetting my palm. Over the noises she made I could hear the man flushing the toilet and walking to the sink to wash his hands.
"Kneesocks, I'm gonna cum," I whispered into her ear. She muttered her disapproval but I continued on. I thrusted hard when I climaxed, shooting my load inside her. She let out a muffled horny cry, feeling my semen fill her womb. At that moment we heard the man turn the sink off, but we didn't hear him walk away. I thought for a moment that he had heard us, we were surely caught. After a few seconds of deafening silence, we heard the man walk out of the bathroom and the door shut behind him. I took my hand from Kneesocks' mouth and she gasped for air. She was apparently trying not to even breathe while the man was there.
"I...hate...you," she said breathlessly.
"I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myse-" but before I could finish, she grabbed me and started kissing me wildly.
"I hate you," she began, "but I've never. Felt. So. Alive!" We probably spent the next 10 minutes just kissing each other. We fixed our clothes and left the movie theater, both of us feeling our first date was a huge success. When we got to Kneesocks' house I begged her to let me in and stay with her. On the promise that I would do all I could to not get caught by her insane sister. She said she would've liked nothing better, but she couldn't possibly get me past Scanty. I gave her a kiss goodnight and left when she got through the door. When I got home I got into bed, exhausted but more than happy with how today went. My last conscious thought was,
"What's in store for tomorrow?"
Sorry that this chapter was randomly longer than the two previous ones. This is technically two chapters in one. It's just that this chapter would've ended when Jake walked Kneesocks to her home and that would've been way too short. Also, sex in the theater AND the stall. Huh...huh? Yep, I'm pretty much a genius. Well anyway, please leave a review and favorite/follow me as an author. See ya next time, thanks for reading, l8rs! XD