Rom-Com (50 shades of gray)

"How about this one?" Sarah said, with a baffled look on her face as she read the title. "50 shades of gray... Huh. I've heard a lot of my coworkers liked it! Want to watch this one?"

Ryan was speechless. Sarah had just walked out of her own apartment over Jake watching porn, and here she was about to let them sit and snuggle, and watch two people on screen act out BDSM scenes. Ryan was more than okay with it.

"Oh good!" Sarah said, with a smile as she pressed play. "Ethan never wanted to watch it."

True to everything Ryan had heard about the movie, once it got steamy, it got steamy. Sarah's mouth dropped as she watched, eyes riveted. She was stiff, and warm, and Ryan glanced over to see her nipples peaked into hard nubs through the fabric of her t-shirt. Moving slow, so not to startle her, just as he had been the past forty minutes, he ran his fingers over her clothed arm, and down to her collarbone. She shivered.

"Pretty hot, huh?" Ryan whispered in her ear, as the actress on scream moaned at something the actor had done.

He wasn't paying attention. He had Sarah to watch.

"UHm," Sarah swallowed. Her mouth dry. "Yeah. It's uhm. It's pretty hot."

"You and Ethan ever do anything like that?" Ryan asked, in the same whispery voice, like they were talking about secrets.

It must be something about the movie, and the warmth, or even how Ryan was whispering- because she answered.

Sarah fidgetted, but admitted. "No... we just do it on all fours, maybe, when we're feeling... sexy..."

Fuck. She was that naive? Doggyestyle was the craziest thing Ethan had done?

"Hmmm," Ryan hummed, encouragingly, as his arm slipped down to her waist. She froze, looking at him with big, doe eyes, a little hazy, but still enough fire in them to realize this was getting a little... heated.

"Ryan w-what are you doing?"