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“Yeah, she’s completely fine.”

Fine because I didn’t tell her…

Fine, fine, fine. I’m saying that too much. I’m being obvious. Fuck.

“She didn’t freak out or anything?”

“Nope. Not at all," I answer.

“So, you worried for nothing?”

I am an awful human, aren’t I? Yeah, I really am. Lying to this man all to get laid? Fuck, that’s shitty. But that’s not what this is about, is it? I mean, it’s so much more than that. It’s deeper. I’m not just trying to get laid, I’m trying to figure out my life. And besides, if this works out, I will tell her.

I chuckle, sipping from my wine. “Yeah, seems like it. Oh, have you seen this before?” I ask, pointing to a comedy movie that was recently added.

“I haven’t, but I was hoping for something scary.”

“Scary?” I ask. “Why would you want to do that?”

He grins wide. “Not a fan?”

“I mean…”

“You can cuddle with me if you want. I’ll protect you from all the monsters.”

My gaze roves down his body, each piece of fabric hugging his limbs the way I wish I was. I can see the cuts in his arms,and the thick muscles in his thighs. I’ve never ridden a dick before, but I would ride his so fucking good.

“You use that line on all your, uh… whatever this is?”

He laughs, shaking his head and going back to finding a movie. He finally clicks on one that looks familiar, but I’ve never seen. It’s not that I’m terrified of watching horror movies, but what’s the point? I don’t want to worry about people breaking in and holding me hostage or some demon living in my basement that wants my first-born child.

“Come on,” Tobias says, holding his arm up. I scoot over, trying to get comfortable.

“I’ve never been the cuddl-ee before.”

He laughs again. “Well, get used to it.”

Tobias rests his arm around my shoulders, and I place my head on his chest. My body is tense as hell because this feels weird, but not because of him. It’s just because I’ve never done it before, and I don’t think I’m doing it right. His grip tightens around me and he shifts down a little to get more comfortable. When he finishes his glass of wine, he puts it on the end table. I’m just about finished with mine. Nothing scary has happened in the movie yet, but the music keeps making you think it will.

When I’m finished with my wine, he takes my glass and puts it next to his, before leaning forward to grab the bottle and emptying it by filling our glasses again. Bottles of wine always seem like so much, until you realize it’s only two glasses for two people. Notmuch at all.

He gives it to me, right when there’s a scare on the screen and I jump but thankfully don’t spill anything. I'd have felt awful if I stained his suit.

Tobias hugs me closer. I feel his heartbeat thumping against my cheek, a perfectly normal rhythm. I’m pretty sure mine is about to beat right out of my chest. How is he so calm during a scary movie? Damn.

I finish my glass quickly, because I want it to kick in. This movie is making me more nervous than I need to be, and I hate to sound like a giant baby, but aren’t scary moviessupposedto do this to you? Wouldn’t be so bad if I could stop thinking about touching his dick. Speaking of… I glance down, looking at the bulge in his pants that is drool-worthy. I could stare at this all day. The longer I do, the more my dick reacts—twitching and getting hard. I felt him hard against me in the bathroom at the bar, but I really want to feel him hard in my hand and down my throat. I want to know what it feels like to have him buried inside me, gripping my hair and telling me I’m a good boy.

“You okay?” he asks.

“Yeah, why?”

“You’re wiggling.”

I hadn’t realized I was doing it, but my dick is achingly hard, and I must have been lost in some dream about him touching me. I sit up, putting my empty glass down and facing Tobias. He watches me curiously, holding the stem of his glass. There are maybe two sips left. I take it from his handand down it all, needing the courage, before I climb onto his lap and grip his face.

“Please tell me this is okay now.”

His large hands grip my ass, squeezing as he thrusts upward.

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