Movie Date 2 - Focus

It has taken a ton of subtle repositions and readjustments, but finally, a good half an hour into the movie, you manage to sneak into somewhat of a cuddly position with her. You lean into her after her arm has made room for you by wrapping around your shoulder. All the while, her other is consistantly burrowing through the popcorn bucket in her lap. Technically, it's yours but she finished hers even before the intro commercials had finished.

The movie is fine. It has an interesting premise but doesn't do whole lot with it. It's decently funny, but all in all not intriguing enough for you not to get distracted by... well, a pretty damn good distraction right next to you. Zoey's seems to dig it though. The jokes have her snickering and chuckling and every now and then, she'll whisper something to you about the plot or how unlikable she finds the protagonist's sidekick. She's right though. You can't stand him either.

However, the longer the film goes on, now that you're fully settled into your desired position, the less you manage to pay attention. In fact, the more you become aware of her. Again, the smell of smoke and lavender. She must've taken a shower before she left and smoked on the way here. Her warmth is nice too and to be honest, there's just something cute and comforting to watch her smile and laugh.

Soon fully distracted from the movie, a bit of mischief takes a hold of you. Zoey seems so focused, you wonder just how much this focus could withstand. Carefully, you rest a hand on her thigh. No reaction yet. You start caressing a little bit and soon after, you feel her hand on your shoulder do the same.

Hmm, what to do now... You're not really intend on doing anything drastic in the middle of a movie theater, so you need something a little more... tame, but still exciting. Slowly, you move your hand from her thigh to her stomach. Even through her shirt, you can feel the definition of her abs. Damn, these are so fucking nice. Then you feel the hand on your shoulder gently caress that side of your neck. It's not necessarily an erotic touch, but intimate nonetheless. Opting to let your hand rest a bit longer on her toned stomach, you slowly, more or less sneakily, lift you leg over hers. You're not gonna straddle her or anything, you're not that bold. Just one leg resting on her lap while you lean into her.

Finally, Zoey puts the popcorn bucket aside. You're not entirely sure if it's empty but it could be. In any case, instead of rummaging through it, her hand lands on your knee. Now that's a promising sign. Her eyes do stay on the screen though. Your fingers continue their gentle caresses, tracing the lines of her abs through her shirt. Her eyes remains on the movie though. Well, you'd still not being too **** if you were to remove the obstaclke between your hand and her abs, right?

Slowly and carefully, you slip your hand under her shirt, sneaking it up her stomach. Now you can really feel the hardness of her beautiful muscles. It's not clear yet what effect your actions have on her but on yourself, they're having quite the impact for sure. You feel your whole core heat up and well, maybe you should've brought a spare pair of panties. You were so distracted for a moment, you didn't even notice your success. Peaking at her face, you realize she's looking right at you.

"What are you doing?" she smirks.

"Oh, nothing." you whisper and fake an innocent smile.

"Right." Zoey nods and glances down at your hand under her shirt.

"Just watching the movie." you reply and innocently look up at her.

"Better be careful." the brunette whispers and moves her hand from your knee to your thigh.

"Why's that?" you ask, clear flirtiness in your voice.

"Cause I've been kicked out of here before and I'd risk it again." she teases and actually peaks your interest.

"You have?"

"Yeah. Some people just can't keep their hands to themselves." smirks the futanari and starts to subtly comb her fingers through the hair on the side of your head.

"So what happened?" you ask, genuinely curious. Instead of answering however, Zoey temporarily takes her hand off your thigh and mimics a blowjob.

"Oh seriously?" you gasp quietly. But even while formulating these words, you could've guessed that's something that happened to her. She's such a fuckboy. Or girl. Or... whatever.

"Yeah, some guy decided to crash the party though." she shrugs. "Got us thrown out before I could even bust a nut."

"What a shame." you chuckle. Bust a nut... Yeah, she really has a way with words sometimes.

"Truly." the tattooed woman agrees and pulls you a little closer. "But if you're gonna take this further, I can't guarantee we're finishing this movie either."

"And why's that?" you ask, now in full flirt mode, continuously tracing the outline of her abs.

"Because..." Zoey says and leans her lips close to your ear. "If you're gonna give me a boner, I'm gonna have to put it somewhere."

"Put it somewhere, huh?" you repeat with a smirk and let your hand leave her abs to travel south. Just a minute or so ago, you were telling yourself you weren't gonna do anything drastic, but.. damn, what's gotten into you?

"Yup." Zoey says plainly and watches your fingers reach her crotch. Oh, she's definitely not soft anymore.

"And where would that be?" you ask and slowly, very slowly, start rubbing her cock through her pants. It's worth mentioning, this is very much NOT like you. You have no idea where you're even taking this confidence and boldness from. It's probably the way last week went plus how relaxed Zoey seems to be when it comes to sexuality.

"Keep doing that and you'll find out."