(Sounds of movie in the background) John: (whisper) Vriska, what are you doing? Vriska: I don’t know what you’re talking about. (John’s breathing grows slightly louder) John: C’mon, I’m trying to watch the movie. Vriska: Whatever. (Pause) John: Are you gonna keep that up the whole movie? Vriska: Keep what up? John: Oh my god. Okay, fine, c’mon. Dave: Hey Egbert, where’re you going? John: Shut up. (Someone whistles, and their corresponding partner playfully reprimands them; ex. “Soooollux!” or “Hey!” Others laugh. Sound of door closing.) John: So, um how do you- whoa! (Kissing sounds) Vriska: I’ve been waiting all evening to do that. (More kissing. Shuffling noises) Vriska: (playfully) Hey! Put me down, you moron. John: Never! (Bumping sound as he braces her against the wall, then more kissing) John: You don’t have to hold on so tightly. I’m not gonna drop you. Vriska: (softly) Okay. (Kissing continues. Vriska gasps as John finds a sensitive spot. He chuckles triumphantly) Vriska: Sh-shut up, moron. John: Make me. (Vriska hisses, not wanting to be beaten at her own game. John gasps as she yanks on his hair and kisses him. Sound of shuffling as he carries her to the bed and lays her down) Vriska: Need a break? John: No, I’m just tired of holding you. Vriska: What’s that supposed to- (He cuts her off with another kiss. His fingers tangle in her hair and he accidentally brushes the base of her horns. She gasps sharply; he does it again and she cries out) Vriska: Touch m-my horn again, asshole, and I’ll sh-show you real pain. John: It’s fun to watch you squirm. Vriska: Oh yeah? (She grabs his shoulders and pushes him to the side so that she can straddle him. She kisses him and teases her fingers along his waistline, making him whine) John: Dammit, are you going to tease me all night or actually do something? Vriska: You don’t really think it’s going to happen just like that, do you? You have to beg if you want something from me. John: (faintly) Vriska. Please. Vriska: Please what? John: Fuck me, god dammit. Just fuck me already! Vriska: Well, since you asked so nicely… (Sound of zipper coming undone. John begins to whine again, then moans and gasps. The sounds continue for a while with occasional comments- “Oh fuck”, “How are you doing that with your hand”, etc.; actor’s choice) Vriska: How’re you holding up? (John moans in response and she laughs. Noises continue and start to peak. At height of orgasm, John cries out “Oh, Nic!” or something along those lines. Heavy breathing as he tries to return to normal) John: Wow, that was great. (Pause) Vriska? (Pause) Oh god, Did I really just do that? You must think I’m a total weirdo. Vriska: No. Actually, it was kinda cute. John: Oh, really? Vriska: Ready for round two? John: Hell yeah.