Romance Loves Fear

Just to let you know this takes place when they're both 16 and in 10th grade.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or settings in here, they belong to whatever company owns The Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy, I'm just borrowing them to tell my nasty little story. :P

Mindy bit her lip and tried to focus on her math worksheet, but something was bothering her. That creepy cousin of Billy's had been staring at her with an awful look in his eyes.

Those eyes. Those big, green, glowing eyes. It was bad enough when he looked at you with them, but when he grinned, his teeth were the same way. If you ever met him in the dark you'd probably scream and bolt.

The more the day progressed, the more nervous the cheerleader felt, and the more that Junior stared at her. She couldn't even relax when she was in classes he didn't have with her, she was so upset about it. On her way to her last class of the day, she heard a sort of thunk. Looking around, she didn't see anybody. This was a hallway that not many people normally took, because it was a longer route to the other classes, it had no lockers, and all that was really there was a pair of bathrooms and a janitor's closet.

'Ah, the janitor's closet.' Mindy saw that the door was open a crack. She felt dizzy and scared, but couldn't pull herself away. Then she heard the noise again. She bit her lip and grabbed the knob. Her pulse was quick and heavy as she pulled the steel door open, but she stayed put. The inside of the closet was black; she couldn't see a thing. She squinted and leaned forward to get a better look, but something wrapped around her wrist with suprising speed and dragged her inside before she knew what was going on.

The door slammed closed and locked itself.

When the spritely young teen regained her senses, she was seated on the floor, pressed up against someone else's body. The person's legs were draped over her own with force, to keep them in place. Her wrists were bound together by something slippery, cool, and unpleasant to the touch. There was another one of these things pressed against her mouth, to muffle her in case she were to scream.

Mindy whimpered and clamped her eyes shut. She was trembling all over. Then came a voice. That voice she knew all too well... It was rather childish sounding for its owner's actual age, but it was low and as smooth as silk. "Just be quiet and I won't have to hurt you. But if you scream, well... I don't want to have to do that to you, my dear. So, what do you say?" She nodded frantically in response, and the thing that was actually a black, slithery tentacle slid off of her face and recoiled back to God knows where.

Mindy turned her head to look and immediately wished she hadn't- those eerie, luminescent eyes were looking back at her. So, it was Junior after all. Mindy made a terrified but tiny yelp in her throat and turned her face back to the door. They were encased in total darkness, the glow from the boy's eyes was the only light in the tiny closet.

Mindy almost panicked when she felt Junior's hands slide up underneath her shirt and skillfully undo her bra. She held back the wail that was threatening to erupt in her throat; she knew what Junior was capable of. She had been overpowered by him before, and he was no laughing matter...

He took her breasts in his hands and started groping and squeezing them. She let out a tiny squeal as he started to pleasure her. 'I'm not enjoying this, I'm not, I'm not!!' she told herself in anguish. Junior sighed and leaned back against the wall. He closed his eyes and continued his movements with a coy smile on his lips. Mindy's breaths came quicker.

Junior pinched her hardening nipples, first lightly, then with increasing pressure each time. The uneasy girl accidentally let a little moan slip out. He pinched them as hard as he could and she grinded her back against his chest in pain with a cute, distressed squeal. He snickered with a dark sort of amusement and used one of his tentacles to turn her head to the left. He took her lips in his, then started nibbling on her bottom one with his sharp teeth.

Mindy was having trouble breathing now; her breaths were frequent and incomplete. Her stomach was sick with butterflies, and her panties were slick with desire, yet she felt dizzy with fear. Junior rubbed his legs against hers and pushed his tongue deep into her mouth. Mindy moaned louder and tried to turn a bit more to get more of the kiss. This pleased the mutant boy, and he kept going.

Another tentacle curled over Mindy and Junior's thighs, causing her to jump so that Junior bit down on her tongue by accident, drawing blood. Her tongue stung and she tried to pull away, tears in her eyes, but Junior kept her in place. She turned her head to get a look at her lap and see what the tentacle was doing. It wasn't black like the rest of his boneless appendages. It was the familiar glowing green, standing out against the darkness. She watched it with horrified, dirty curiousity.

The odd green tentacle slipped itself inside of her panties and felt the wet warmth that was throbbing there. It rubbed her clit up and down, making her wetter and hornier. Junior released Mindy's sore breasts and wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, pulling her back against him again.

Mindy groaned in her squeaky voice as she felt the tentacle slowly slide into her. She was a virgin (shockingly enough), but it didn't hurt... it just felt gross, and at the same time strangely good.

Junior seemed to be feeling this pleasure, too, as if he had actually entered her with his cock. Perhaps the tentacle was his original tool; Mindy knew that this boy was not in his true form, after all, he had stolen this one from his very first victim...

The tentacle pulled out of her and slid back in. He kept doing this, and gradually rammed into her faster and harder. Both of the teens were very aroused, and it wasn't long before they neared their climaxes... Mindy got so tight that Junior had trouble pumping her. She whimpered involuntarily as she got near. She pressed her face against his burning neck, and experienced her first real orgasm. It burned and sent a strange, firey sensation throughout her whole body. Her inner muscles clamped around Junior's tentacle, and he grunted when he came. Mindy's insides filled up with his cum, and he took a moment to rest and catch his breath before he removed his appendage from her dripping cunt.

She panted and turned to look at him, but as she did, he seemed to vanish into the darkness. Mindy fell back and hit her head on a shelf, elicting a yelp. She steadied herself by putting her hand on the floor and searched the black room with her eyes, but found nothing. Reality settled in and she realized that she had just been raped. And by a creep, no less. But she saw Junior differently now; he could so easily do these things to her. He had power over her.

That turned her on.

But it scared her, too. She stood and opened the janitor door a tiny bit. No one was around. Had all the other students left for the day? Mindy was shaking uncontrollably again. She skiddishly glanced to her left, to her right, and closed the janitor door before silently sprinting for the double doors that would lead her to freedom and safety.

A figure watched her from the other end of the hall, unnoticed. He had a smug, sinister grin on his face. "Don't worry, my pet, we'll meet again soon." he murmured, chuckling delightedly.