"You know, I never would have pegged you for the type to willingly watch a Meg Ryan movie," Sidney remarked as she leaned into her boyfriend's side. They were at the drive in, getting ready to watch French Kiss, Meg Ryan's new romantic comedy film.

"I'm not," Billy laughed, wrapping an arm around her. "But you've sat through a lot of horror movies for me when I know you don't like them. It's only fair that I do the same for you. Besides, I know that Meg Ryan's your favorite actress."

Sidney smiled and kissed his cheek. "You're so sweet," she praised.

Billy grinned at her, throwing a popcorn kernel in the air and catching it, prompting Sidney to laugh.

"Quit it, you goof," she said.

"You're just jealous that I can catch popcorn and you can't," he teased.

"No, I'm just worried that you'll make a mess and we'll have to clean popcorn out of your car later."

Billy shrugged, completely unaffected by her playful jibe as he tossed another kernel into his mouth.

Sidney giggled at his antics and laid her head on his shoulder, staring out through his windshield as the movie began.

It didn't take long into the movie for Sidney to notice that Billy wasn't very receptive to what was playing on the screen. He didn't care for romcoms and musicals, after all; he preferred action, adventure, and horror and if a movie included all three, it was even better to him. It spoke volumes how good a boyfriend he was that he could sit through a romance with her.

She did notice, however, that he perked up a bit when a sex scene finally made its way into the narrative. His eyes were brighter, a bit more focused, and were glued to the screen. Being a romantic comedy, of course, it wasn't too raunchy, but it was just enough to keep the male viewers interested.

Getting a bit turned on herself at the scene—and looking to cause a little chaos by teasing her boyfriend—Sidney reached out and placed one of her hands on his thigh.

Billy looked down at her hand, then glanced at her, but then returned his attention to the screen. She had to wonder if he even suspected that she did it on purpose.

Lips lifting with a mischievous smile, Sidney began rubbing his thigh, splaying her fingers out so that they were getting dangerously close to the crotch of his jeans. She felt satisfied when she saw his body give a little shudder, so she decided to close the gap and make direct contact with the erection she knew was forming.

Billy let out a quiet gasp. "What are you doing?!" He whispered, his voice strained.

"What do you mean?" She gave him an innocent smile, her hand stilling.

Billy shot her a glare, but she didn't find it too intimidating when she literally had him in the palm of her hand. "Don't try to play innocent," he hissed. "We're at a drive in!"

"You don't like it? Okay, I'll stop, then, if you're not interested," she began withdrawing her hand with a shrug.

"I didn't say that!" He grabbed her hand before it could move too far, returning it to its position.

Sidney's grin widened and she rubbed his clothed erection a bit harder, feeling him grow beneath her hand. An idea hit her and she removed her hand, cutting off Billy's subsequent complaints when she climbed onto his lap. Keeping in mind that the horn was behind her, she began grinding her hips, rubbing her clothed pussy against his erection.

"Fuck," Billy growled, gripping her hips. "You're a little fucking tease."

"I don't have to be a tease," she claimed, concentrating her efforts and grinding harder into his lap.

"I bet that pussy of yours is wet."

"Oh, it is."

"Let me feel it, then. Let Daddy feel his Princess' wet pussy while all of these people are around, too distracted by the movie to notice."

Sidney moaned at his low, heated tone, his filthy words spurring her on. All it took were a flip of her skirt, the slide of her panties to the side, and the removal of his cock through his zipper, and then she was impaled on him, groans of pleasure escaping their mouths as Sidney sank deep, the head of his cock poking against the entrance to her womb. The second moan that spilled from her lips was much louder than the first.

"Be careful, little girl," Billy teased, smirking up at her as she began to bounce up and down. "The top's down."

Sidney blushed a bit at the reminder that the top to Billy's convertible was down now that the weather was warm. She could hear the sound of the movie playing behind her and the summer breeze, but all she could focus on was the sensation of her boyfriend's big cock filling her pussy as she rocked faster in his lap.

"That's it, ride Daddy's cock, baby," he growled, leaning his head back against the seat, content to watch her. "You like knowing that if you get too loud, everyone will see what a little slut Sidney Prescott really is?"

"Yes," she whined, bouncing faster, lifting her body and taking his cock to the hilt with each downward motion. The sounds of their flesh meeting rose as her pace quickened.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you? Classmates or total strangers, you'd love for anyone to watch you taking cock like you were born to do. Right, slut?"

Sidney moaned.

Billy reached up and aggressively pinched her nipple through her shirt. "Answer Daddy when he asks you a question, bitch," he snapped.

A yelp escaped just as a louder scene played, covering the sound from the brunette. "Yes, Daddy," she whimpered, fists tightly clenching his shirt as she slammed her body down harder. She felt hot all over already, the thrill of being caught riding her boyfriend's cock bringing her closer to the edge.

"You gonna cum, Sidney?" Billy asked, his voice rough with desire as he, too, began inching towards the release only she could give him.

"Yes," Sidney answered in a high pitched whine.

Billy hushed her, reaching his hand up to brush his fingers against her mouth. He let out a surprised, but pleased, growl when she sucked two of them into her mouth, laving her tongue over his smooth skin.

"Cum, baby girl. Cum all over Daddy's cock."

His fingers in her mouth and another loud, timely scene from the movie muffled both of their cries of pleasure as they fell over the edge into two intense orgasms. Cum surged from the head of his cock and blasted into her womb, filling it completely as her pussy walls contracted and massaged the hard flesh buried deep inside of her, her juices spilling from her entrance and flowing over him, making a mess of his cock, his jeans, her thighs, and even a little bit of the seat beneath him.

They rode out the waves of ecstasy until they passed, and Sidney bonelessly slipped off of his lap and onto the seat beside him, panting and staring blankly out through the windshield.

Billy was the first to catch his breath. "I should bring you to Meg Ryan movies more often," he joked.

Sidney laughed. "Yeah, I guess you should," she agreed.

Her bottom half was still bare and his cock was soft through the zipper of his jeans, but Billy pulled Sidney back into his side, basking in the afterglow of their risky lovemaking as they watched the remainder of the movie.

Turns out…romcoms could be just as enjoyable as horror movies.