Cat And Billie Joe, chapter 21
Billie Joe slid his arm around Cat's shoulders as the movie started, pulling her closer to him.
"Popcorn?" She offered the tub to him, and he took a handful, shoving all of it in this mouth.
"Charming... " She muttered.
"Get of the screen you stupid mother fucking fly!" Cat swatted at her laptop screen.
"Yeah, that's what I thought... " She muttered as it flew away.
"Cat?" Billie Joe shifted his can of Coke from one hand to the other.
"Yessss?" She said, eyes straying from her screen for a fraction of a second, before she started to type again.
"You're... Really.... Strange." He told her.
"Yes... I know." She shut her laptop closed and stood up, stretching. HE walked up to her, putting his arms around her waist.
"Hey... You got coke on my ass... " Cat said.
"Hmmm.... Let me check... " He started to run his hand over her ass, but she swatted his hand away, giggling.
"Gosh Billie Joe... Very, very subtle." She took his coke, taking a huge gulp from it.
"Hey! That's mine!" HE took it back, throwing a playful grin at her.
"Technically," -she took it back-"It's mine, since you took it from my fridge." She poked him on the arm, then ran away.
"Plus, you have to catch me first!" She ran to one side of the couch, ready to run when he came at her. Instead of typically running around the couch, he of course jumped over it. She squealed, and just in time set the coke down, as he jumped on her, toppling them both over. Billie giggled into her ear.
"Well, this couldn't be horrible, now, could it?" HE whispered to her.
"Actually... " The doorbell rang. "Maybe... I ordered pizza, so we want to open that door, plus, I'm starving." She sat up, him still on top of her, pouting slightly. The doorbell rang again. Cat cocked her head, almost saying, please? I'm hungry, which Billie Joe understood. Standing up, he held his hand out to her, and helped her up, keeping her hand in his as he led her to the door.
"Hello." He opened the door, and both of them jammed their hands in their pockets, searching for money, which now turned into a race.
"Ha! Loser!" Billie shoved a twenty into the poor confused pizza delivery guy's hand, and took the pizza.
"Oh, how very mature." She rolled her eyes.
"So... What do I win?" He asked, raising his eyebrows slightly.
"Hmm... I dunno... " She walked to her couch, plopping down next to the armrest. He sat down next to her, popping the lid thing on the pizza, breathing in the hot steamy pizza smells.
"Ahh... " He picked up a piece and shoved practically half of it into his mouth.
Cat them surprised him by placing her hand on the back of his neck, and pulling him into a kiss, his mouth still full, which, she stole some of his pizza...
"You just wanted my pizza... " He said.
"Yes, that's it." She picked up her own piece and they both ate in silence for a while before Billie Joe turned on the TV.
"You know, there is always crap on TV. It sucks." He said.
"Yeah, I know. We should go do something... But we have to get back early, I have to go to work tomorrow." Cat told him.
Billie Joe groaned.
"Gah... I forgot. That sucks." He looked down at his pizza crust, before shoving it into his mouth.
"Yes, but I get paid. That's not to bad." Cat looked at him.
"Yeah, I know... "
"Hey you guys! Open up! We know you're in there!" Tre yelled, banging on the door. Billie groaned and got up, opening the door.
"Told ya so." Tre said, grabbing a piece of pizza for himself, sitting on the couch.
"Hey you guys." Mike said, also taking a slice for his own.
"Okay, seriously you guys... I have no place to sit... " Billie Joe said.
"Wait! Brilliant!" He muttered to him self. He walked over to Cat, his back facing her, and pretended to have a look around, then, out of nowhere, he sat on her.
"Oof! Oi Billie Joe, you cow." She joked. She started to laugh as he bounced up and down slightly in her lap.
"Lovely... " Mike said, looking at them.
"You have a really bony ass Billie Joe." Cat made a face.
"So do you." He informed her, still bouncing.
"Oi! Billie Joe, get off me!" Cat tried to push him off, but was unsuccessful.
He giggled as she struggled.
"I'll get you back for that Armstrong." She took him by surprise and pushed him to the side, on Tre.
"Hey man! Dude, you almost smashed my pizza." Tre said, taking a bite.
"Yeah, well, I didn't." He stuck his but in between Tre and Cat, wiggling into the tiny spot.
Billie stroked Cats arm as she laid her head on his chest, sitting next to him. They were watching TV, and it was late. Mike and Tre were still there, and they were all talking.
"Hey, Tre, remember when you stole those cymbals? Do you still have them?" Mike asked, and Tre nodded, grinning. Cat shook her head slightly, chuckling to her self. She ran her hand along the inside of Billie's thigh, and he raised his eyebrows, but not looking at her. She slowly moved her hand closer, and closer to his crotch. He stopped rubbing his arm and gave her a questioning look, and she just grinned evilly at him.
When her hand reached where his crotch was, she slowly rubbed it, and soon enough, he got a hard-on. His eyes practically bulged out of his head as she still rubbed it. To hide it from Mike and Tre, he lifted her up slowly and placed her on his lap. She felt his 'problem' through her pants, and she could hardly contain herself.
"What was that for?" He whispered into her ear.
"Told you I'd get you back." She said giggling.
"Popcorn?" She offered the tub to him, and he took a handful, shoving all of it in this mouth.
"Charming... " She muttered.
"Get of the screen you stupid mother fucking fly!" Cat swatted at her laptop screen.
"Yeah, that's what I thought... " She muttered as it flew away.
"Cat?" Billie Joe shifted his can of Coke from one hand to the other.
"Yessss?" She said, eyes straying from her screen for a fraction of a second, before she started to type again.
"You're... Really.... Strange." He told her.
"Yes... I know." She shut her laptop closed and stood up, stretching. HE walked up to her, putting his arms around her waist.
"Hey... You got coke on my ass... " Cat said.
"Hmmm.... Let me check... " He started to run his hand over her ass, but she swatted his hand away, giggling.
"Gosh Billie Joe... Very, very subtle." She took his coke, taking a huge gulp from it.
"Hey! That's mine!" HE took it back, throwing a playful grin at her.
"Technically," -she took it back-"It's mine, since you took it from my fridge." She poked him on the arm, then ran away.
"Plus, you have to catch me first!" She ran to one side of the couch, ready to run when he came at her. Instead of typically running around the couch, he of course jumped over it. She squealed, and just in time set the coke down, as he jumped on her, toppling them both over. Billie giggled into her ear.
"Well, this couldn't be horrible, now, could it?" HE whispered to her.
"Actually... " The doorbell rang. "Maybe... I ordered pizza, so we want to open that door, plus, I'm starving." She sat up, him still on top of her, pouting slightly. The doorbell rang again. Cat cocked her head, almost saying, please? I'm hungry, which Billie Joe understood. Standing up, he held his hand out to her, and helped her up, keeping her hand in his as he led her to the door.
"Hello." He opened the door, and both of them jammed their hands in their pockets, searching for money, which now turned into a race.
"Ha! Loser!" Billie shoved a twenty into the poor confused pizza delivery guy's hand, and took the pizza.
"Oh, how very mature." She rolled her eyes.
"So... What do I win?" He asked, raising his eyebrows slightly.
"Hmm... I dunno... " She walked to her couch, plopping down next to the armrest. He sat down next to her, popping the lid thing on the pizza, breathing in the hot steamy pizza smells.
"Ahh... " He picked up a piece and shoved practically half of it into his mouth.
Cat them surprised him by placing her hand on the back of his neck, and pulling him into a kiss, his mouth still full, which, she stole some of his pizza...
"You just wanted my pizza... " He said.
"Yes, that's it." She picked up her own piece and they both ate in silence for a while before Billie Joe turned on the TV.
"You know, there is always crap on TV. It sucks." He said.
"Yeah, I know. We should go do something... But we have to get back early, I have to go to work tomorrow." Cat told him.
Billie Joe groaned.
"Gah... I forgot. That sucks." He looked down at his pizza crust, before shoving it into his mouth.
"Yes, but I get paid. That's not to bad." Cat looked at him.
"Yeah, I know... "
"Hey you guys! Open up! We know you're in there!" Tre yelled, banging on the door. Billie groaned and got up, opening the door.
"Told ya so." Tre said, grabbing a piece of pizza for himself, sitting on the couch.
"Hey you guys." Mike said, also taking a slice for his own.
"Okay, seriously you guys... I have no place to sit... " Billie Joe said.
"Wait! Brilliant!" He muttered to him self. He walked over to Cat, his back facing her, and pretended to have a look around, then, out of nowhere, he sat on her.
"Oof! Oi Billie Joe, you cow." She joked. She started to laugh as he bounced up and down slightly in her lap.
"Lovely... " Mike said, looking at them.
"You have a really bony ass Billie Joe." Cat made a face.
"So do you." He informed her, still bouncing.
"Oi! Billie Joe, get off me!" Cat tried to push him off, but was unsuccessful.
He giggled as she struggled.
"I'll get you back for that Armstrong." She took him by surprise and pushed him to the side, on Tre.
"Hey man! Dude, you almost smashed my pizza." Tre said, taking a bite.
"Yeah, well, I didn't." He stuck his but in between Tre and Cat, wiggling into the tiny spot.
Billie stroked Cats arm as she laid her head on his chest, sitting next to him. They were watching TV, and it was late. Mike and Tre were still there, and they were all talking.
"Hey, Tre, remember when you stole those cymbals? Do you still have them?" Mike asked, and Tre nodded, grinning. Cat shook her head slightly, chuckling to her self. She ran her hand along the inside of Billie's thigh, and he raised his eyebrows, but not looking at her. She slowly moved her hand closer, and closer to his crotch. He stopped rubbing his arm and gave her a questioning look, and she just grinned evilly at him.
When her hand reached where his crotch was, she slowly rubbed it, and soon enough, he got a hard-on. His eyes practically bulged out of his head as she still rubbed it. To hide it from Mike and Tre, he lifted her up slowly and placed her on his lap. She felt his 'problem' through her pants, and she could hardly contain herself.
"What was that for?" He whispered into her ear.
"Told you I'd get you back." She said giggling.
