Just like every other date they had shared, they sat cuddled up on the back seat of his car, watching the large screen.
No matter how much he tried to keep his eyes on the movie, they kept wandering back to the girl beside him. The morning before their date, he had awoken from a... less than family friendly dream of her and now being in such close quarters with her was causing him a slight problem.
He could feel his trousers growing painfully tight and he was extremely gratefulthat it was dark or else she probably would have noticed the prominant bulge.
"Are you ok, Fred? You seem quieter than normal". She was right. He couldn't find his voice to voice his opinions on the movie.
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine" he answered far too quickly to offset her suspicion. She turns her head to him and raises an eyebrow.
"Are you sure" she asked once more, taking her hand and placing it on his thigh. He gasped lightly, praying she didn't hear him. He shifted his hips slightly at her contact.
Even with the small amount of light, he could see the small smirk that made its way onto her rouge lips.
"I don't think you're telling the truth"
He could feel her hot breath on the side of his neck and he tried his best to hold back a growl. Her hand began to slide up his thigh, hardly applying any pressure.
"What is it?" even though she asked a question, he knew she must have an idea of what is wrong. He took her hand in his and slowly guided it towards his crotch, debating whether he should be going through this. He lightly brushed her Palm against the bulge. He didn't want to force her, so he let go, but her hand remained on his clothed erection.
"I wish you would have told me sooner. This movie's a little boring."
They both collided in a breathtakingly passionate kiss and he grabbed her hips and pulled her onto his lap.
Since she was wearing a skirt, she could feel his length pressing against her. He let out a quiet moan, flexing his hips against the inside of her thighs
"A-are you sure about this?" He asked, still kissing her. "I don't want to push you". She let out a short laugh and pushed his head against the headrest and angled it to look at her. "Fred, if I didn't want this I wouldn't have come" she told him, gently pressing her lips against his.
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SORRY this isn't a lemon like my others but I really didn't feel like writing a full one today
I promise at some point I'll make it up to youu
-- Juliet
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