Page 56 of My Demon Assistant

Jerry

Themovietheaterwasall but empty at this time of the morning, even though it was a weekend. I imagined the ones showing kids' movies were fuller, but here with the not-quite-new action thriller, there were only a few people scattered around the big room, none of them close enough to overhear us. Which was good, because Eshim was acting like this was his first time in a movie theater.

Which, I suddenly realized, it probably was. Should I have found something more popular so he could get the full experience?

"I love this!" he whispered in my ear, and since the big screen was still showing the pre-movie adverts, I rolled my eyes and chuckled.

"The movie hasn't even started yet."

"Yeah, but I get to sit close to you in a dark room, and none of the humans are near enough to catch me doing this," he said, then ran the tip of his nose down the side of my neck before following it up with his lips.

I shivered, then smacked his thigh. "Behave."

"Why? I thought a dark theater would be the optimal place to do this," he practically whined, and I blinked, then glanced over at him.

"Are you saying you wanted to come to the theater just so we could make out in the dark?"

The light from the movie screen was enough for me to see the sheepish look on his face, and I couldn't help smiling. Damn. Would I always find everything he did so fucking adorable?

Shaking my head, I rested it against his shoulder, and he adjusted me so he could wrap his arm around my shoulders instead, tucking my head against his.

As the movie started, we focused on it for a while, but before long, my attention was drawn back to the man I was pressed up against. He was warm and all muscles, and I watched my hand fall to his thigh and slowly caress up and down with no input from my brain.

Eshim's thigh flexed under my touch, and I dug my fingers in more firmly, making him grunt.

"I thought you wanted to watch the movie," he murmured into my ear, making me shiver, and I shrugged.

"It's not as interesting as you," I said, and he shot me a grin before his hand dropped straight to my crotch.

I hissed, gritting my teeth to stop myself from groaning as Eshim massaged the bulge in my pants, his eyes still fully on the movie screen.

When he'd laid out his plan for the day, I hadn't expected this, but I had to admit this was so much more fun.

Not that spending time with Eshim watching a movie wouldn't have been, but everything was just so much better when I had his hands on me.

I loved touching and being touched. Kat liked to say it was my love language, and she might be right. It wasn't just about sex either, though it was a big part of it. Hugs, kisses, cuddles...they were all ways for me to feel closer to someone I cared about.

I would've been content sitting with Eshim, his arms around me, and watching the movie, but I wouldn't say no to having his hands on other parts of me.

Sucking in a breath, I bit my lower lip as Eshim's fingers slid under the waistband of my pants, his eyes still on the screen. Somehow, not having his eyes on me just made his touch feel more intense, as if all of his attention was focused on me through that single touch.

I couldn't hold back a gasp when his palm wrapped around my length, and I quickly glanced around us, but no one had heard me. Phew.

Over the next however many minutes, Eshim teased me like he planned to take his time, running his hand up and down my length in frustratingly light strokes, and I kept biting back all the sounds that wanted to rush out of me.

Eshim's grip tightened around me, and I whined with relief.

"Shhh, they'll hear you," Eshim murmured in my ear, and I turned my head to glare at him. He merely smirked back at me, then started moving his fist with purpose.

As if he'd somehow timed it, the lights flicked on as I came, but I was already there and I couldn't stop myself as my vision went white and my cum spilled into his hand and my underwear, my breaths coming out in short gasps as I clutched at the armrest on one side and his thigh on the other.

"It's okay. They don't see you," he murmured before panic could engulf me at the definitely very illegal thing we just did.

I blinked my eyes open blearily, and as they focused, I realized he was right. People walked past us in the rows in front without giving us a second glance, as if I wasn't spread out in my chair with Eshim's hand in my pants.

"Demon magic?"

"Best way to use it, in my opinion," he said with a chuckle as he pulled his hand out of my pants, and when the cum and wetness simply disappeared from my underwear, I had to agree.

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