You were the remaining survivor...he had killed everyone else in the party..he expected you to be the dumb girl that'd run and scream..but when you trapped him beneath you, his gloved hands pinned above his head..he was...turned on by this..

His Ghostface mask stared up at you, his legs pressing together to hold back from just...touching you. It was odd..

Yet for some reason...he felt infatuated with you..even as you pinned him beneath you, he enjoyed it and bit back a soft groan...