After throwing on a cute pink polo and a decent pair of black jeans, we made our way down the busy strip that Thayer and I lived on and ducked into the movie theater. For as close as we lived to it, we didn’t see nearly enough movies, so Kroven bringing up a movie date was just what I needed.
I’d mentioned wanting to see a horror movie that was playing, but that didn’t feel particularly date worthy, and I wanted Kroven to have the full blown stereotypical movie date experience. He bought us tickets to a romantic comedy that the theater was showing, and we ended up taking seats in the very back row. We had the entire row to ourselves and I sure as hell wasn’t going to complain. We’d gotten a few inquisitive stares holding hands throughout the theater and I felt relieved to know that those stares weren’t going to continue throughout the movie.
Sipping on the lemonade he’d gotten for me, I glanced over to see the look of content radiating off of his face. He looked so happy to be doing something that was the norm for humans, and I felt his hand snake into mine as I set my lemonade down.
“Thank you for indulging me, Bas.” He said as the previews droned on in the background. “I’ve always wanted to do something like this but obviously never thought I’d be doing it with anyone, let alone a human.”
“Happy to oblige.” My smile turned into a sneer as I leaned closer to him. “With any other fantasies you may have too.”
Grumbling with the beginnings of laughter, Kroven cranedan arm around me, his arm resting across my shoulders and behind my head, just like in the movies. I was impressed he had this much knowledge about dates at the movie theater. Clearly, he’d been wanting to do something like this for a while now.
The movie soon started, and I snuggled up close to Kroven while we watched it. It was enough to keep my interest, but I really was just savoring the fact that I was able to take the time to do something like this with him. I felt so extremely lucky to be with such an incredible guy. The fact that he wasn’t human didn’t factor into anything, despite the rumblings of hate that were running rampant through Piper right now. Kroven was my safe space, my sanctuary. Even with what he’d shared with me before pertaining to his past and the guilt he still held about it, I couldn’t think of a safer place for my heart to be than in his hands. He meant the world to me. And after getting up at five in the fucking morning today then working an entire twelve hour shift, I deserved this. Kroven deserved this. We deserved to be as happy as any a human couple.
All the gratitude must have gone to my head, because I suddenly had such a wicked thought, my eyes squinted in delight. It wasn’t particularly dastardly, but it would definitely play into Kroven’s date fantasy and I was all about satiating that for him.
I leaned in close so he could hear me. “You know, sometimes people make out during the movie.”
When I moved back to gauge his reaction, I was met with a twisted grin. “Well, Idowant the full experience.”
Kroven grabbed my jaw in his hand, forcing me to tilt it towards him as we leaned in close. Our lips crashed together like battling waves, and the heat in my belly burned its way through my body until my dick started straining against the zipper of my jeans. Tongues tangling together, I let my hand drift into his blond hair.
I felt Kroven really getting into it as he rubbed my chestthrough my polo, gripping at my pecs like his life depended on it. We were careful to stifle the sounds of our kissing as much as possible while the heroine of the film talked about getting the guy back. At least, I assumed something like that was happening, but I was way too preoccupied by his purple tongue sliding in harmony with my pink one.
His hand slowly crept lower, our make out still hot and heavy in the best way. Kroven’s fingers trailed down my stomach, stopping only when they met the beginnings of my jeans and I growled into his mouth when I felt the heavy pressure of his palm pressing into my bulge. I didn’t care if people heard us at this point. I wanted Kroven so fucking bad I feared my dick was bruising from being kept inside its denim asylum.
Fingers slid my zipper down abruptly, and I broke our kiss to watch Kroven fish my cock out through the hole in my underwear until it emerged through the open zipper of my jeans. Without giving me a single second to chastise him for waving my bare dick around in the dark of a semi-crowded movie theater, he simultaneously dove down onto my cock as he sprung a hand to clamp around my mouth. I was eternally grateful that he had because there was no stopping the immense groan that collapsed out of me as his tongue swirled underneath the head of my cock. He slid down my shaft in quick succession, suctioning my dick until it was sufficiently slobbered on. Only then did he lift off my dick, careful not to make a popping sound as his hand wrapped back around me and began to jack me off. His fist was now slick from his spit and I knew I wasn’t going to last long. Sensing my climax, Kroven removed his hand from my mouth and replaced it with his tongue, our make out resuming just as I started grunting up into his fist. My balls were drawing up in record speed and I moaned insensibly as cum started firing out of my cock, several spurts landing with softened thuds on the smooth granite of the theater floor.
He continued to pump me while he kissed me, a few weaker pulses of cum dribbling down his hand and down my shaft. Once I wasn’t howling into his mouth, he kissed me softly before pulling away. He used his fist to collect whatever cum hadn’t Jackson Pollocked all over the floor, making sure there wasn’t any on my jeans or nestled in my pubes before bringing his fist to his mouth. Kroven sucked my cum off his hand, allowing me glimpses of that heavenly purple tongue as it sought to clean his hand. He swallowed the remains of my load with a titled smirk, leaning over to tuck me back into my pants without a word. I didn’t feel like I was back in my body until I heard him pulling my zipper back up.
Kroven grabbed my lemonade and sucked down a few gulps, to get rid of the semen taste, I imagined, and then he looked at me, disheveled and melting into the seat. He covered his mouth to hide his laugh, but I poked him in the ribs and careened my body over the armrest to yell at him, in a hushed whisper, of course.
“You know, the tradition is to justmake outat the movie.”
“Is that complaining I hear?”
The growl was still detectable in his voice, and it made my dick want to will itself back to life. I couldn’t deny how fucking hot that had been. “…No.”
He turned to whisper directly into my ear. “Good boy.”
I managed to keep my whimper to myself, swatting Kroven’s arm playfully. He laughed again to himself, putting his arm back around me while we got ourselves situated to continue watching the movie.
It went by fairly fast, and was a nice little rom-com with a nice beautiful ending, but I could’ve done with more gore or at least a single queer character in the film but overall it was an enjoyable watch. I ended up taking the handful of napkins Kroven had been smart enough to grab and wiped my load offthe floor as the lights were coming back on when the movie finished. The last thing I needed was to explain to an usher how the hellthathad happened.
Even if I did keep replaying it in my head.
Chapter 24
Afterwards,Kroven and I started walking down the opposite way down the street from my apartment. I’d convinced him to take a nice stroll because honestly, I just needed the air. And I knew that if we went straight back to my apartment I’d be begging him to fuck me. As badly as I wanted that to happen, I wanted to make sure that Kroven and I could have fun without constantly thinking with our dicks. Even though he’d just gave me head and made me come all over the floor of a fucking movie theater.
We were walking down the busy street, and my heart sang. I hadn’t taken a walk down the street we lived on in too long. It was a busy street. There was a block of apartments, with ours being the closest one to any and all activities. On this street alone there was a bar, a strip club that only had male dancers, two different Chinese food places, a bank, and the club I’d first kissed Kroven at, Gossamer. There was much more once you rounded the corner, which Kroven and I did and I stilled as I heard familiar music pouring out of an establishment nearby.
It was playing a Sabrina Carpenter song, and considering she was my second favorite artist (second only to the incomparableTaylor Swift), I needed to know who or what was playing her song ‘Please Please Please’ at full volume.
Kroven laughed as I grabbed his hand and dragged him down the street until I realized that it was the skating rink that was playing the music that I usually only listened to through my headphones at home. My eyes lit up as I stared from the skating rink to Kroven.
“Please tell me you can skate.”
Though he was laughing, Kroven cocked an eyebrow. “You’re serious? The movie and orgasm wasn’t enough of a date?”
