He turned the film on and settled against my chest again. We stayed like that for the first half hour or so, carefully reading the subtitles as two police officers in training flirted and then started falling for each other. Without a word, we moved so we were spooning on the sofa. It was like we’d had the same thought at the same time and could communicate it with a look and a touch.
As the film started to heat up, I kissed Jae’s neck. He stroked my arms, which were looped around him. The film was a long way from being porn, but I still found myself getting turned on as the main characters had a steamy hook-up that involved fierce kisses and pushing each other against the wall. My cock became uncomfortable within the confines of my jeans. Jae twisted onto his back and put his fingers against my jaw before staring into my eyes and kissing me.
“Have you ever imagined yourself pushing someone against the wall like that?” he whispered.
“I’ve done it with hook-ups. Why are you whispering?”
He giggled and shrugged. “Habit? You have to whisper in the cinema so you don’t annoy anyone.”
“We’re not at the cinema.”
He giggled again. “I know, and that’s probably a good thing.” He grazed his hand over my cock, which wanted to rise to greet his palm. My jeans stopped it.
He solidified his touch on my jaw, flattening his palm against my skin, and then pulled me to him. I kissed him deeply. The moans and loud kissing sounds from the TV inspired me as I drove my tongue into his mouth. He sucked on my tongue and moaned against my lips.
I broke the kiss, nuzzled his nose, and then nodded towards the TV. “I think they’re going to fuck.”
Jae twisted enough to see the screen. “Already? The film’s not even halfway through.”
The actors on the screen were topless, but just as they went to undo each other’s jeans, they heard someone coming and scrambled to break apart and put their tops back on.
“Huh. You were right.” I pecked Jae’s cheek.
“Unfortunately. Do you think they ever will?”
“I hope so. The film description said it was sexy.”
“That probably means we’ll see movements under a blanket.”
I laughed. “Would you have preferred it if we’d put on porn?”
“Nope. If I want to see a naked man, I’ll just watch one of your old True Fans streams.” He winked at me.
“Or you could ask me to take my clothes off.”
“True. You promised to give me a lap dance if I wanted one.”
I twirled my finger over his hip. “Do you want one?”
He pursed his lips and stared at the screen. I wasn’t sure if he was watching and reading the subtitles or just thinking. I’d lost track of what was going on. I could have read the subtitles and got the gist quickly, but I was no longer interested in the film. Maybe I’d tune in again when the main characters got hot and steamy. Until then, I was happy watching the way the light from the screen flickered over Jae’s beautiful face.
“What would it involve?” he asked at last.
“What?”
“A lap dance.”
“I’d put on some sultry music and start to dance slowly and sexily. I’d take one item of clothing off at a time and drop them on your lap. Once I was topless, I’d pretend to sit on you and grind my hips.”
“Pretend to sit on me?”
“Yeah, I’d be crouching a few inches above your lap.”
He pouted. “Sounds boring.”
“Club rules. No touching the punters.”
He turned onto his back again. “We’re not in a club.”
