movie theater

Unedited so please pardon the grammatical errors.

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Hanamichi slid into the line and impatient waited for his turn to buy the tickets for the movie. He looked behind him and saw Rukawa being surrounded by his fan girls. He almost laughed at the bored and annoyed look on Rukawa’s face.

As if sensing his boyfriend’s gaze, Rukawa looked at Hanamichi. He knew that Hanamichi enjoyed seeing him being annoyed by his fans. He walked towards the redhead and whispered, “Don’t you have too much fun, Hana.” he smiled inwardly when the redhead gave him a questioning look.

Hanamichi wanted to ask what Rukawa meant but the girl behind him nudged him forward. He bought the tickets and was dragged by Rukawa as he left the line.

“Stop it, Kaede. You’re catching too much attention,” Hanamichi snarled.

“So? Let them watch,” Rukawa retorted.

Hanamichi snorted. He often wondered why he said to Rukawa when the boy proposed. The guy was too overbearing and too sure of himself that he made Hanamichi wanted to head butt him every minute of the hours they spent together.

Upon entering the darkened lobby of the cinema, Rukawa pulled the redhead towards the top most ends of the movie seats. Hanamichi resisted but Rukawa was relentless.

“Damn kitskitsune,” Hanamichi snarled again. “Why don’t we sit in front? It has better view there than here.”

“Shhh…do’aho,” Rukawa whispered. “You’re catching too much attention.”

“Nani?!”
h..”h..” Rukawa pulled the livid boy to sit beside him in the corner. “It’s our one year anniversary.”

“So? Today could become the end of this relationship if you act like an asshole every time we go out,” Hanamichi murmured angrily.

Rukawa smiled at Hanamichi.

The redhead was so baffled by the look on Rukawa’s face that he fell silent. He knew that look and it made him nervous.

“Oi, kitsune. What hentai thoughts are running to your head right now? Remember, we’re in the fucking movie house, so no dirty actions, okay?” Hanamichi reminded Rukawa softly.

Rukawa grinned and launched himself to the redhead. The redhead evaded bus sts stuck to the chair when the brunette placed his hands to either side of the armrest. Hanamichi opened his mouth to protest but Rukawa kissed him deeply that all coherent thoughts fled from his mind.

Hanamichi moaned in protest when the kitsune pulled away from him.

“Shhh,” Rukawa hushed him. “Don’t make any sound.” He ordered softly to Hanamichi’s ear.

The redhead could only nod.

Rukawa smiled triumphantly. He then kneeled in front of Hanamichi, between the boy’s knees, andted ted the boy’s shirt. He kissed Hanamichi’s nipples and started sucking.

Hanamichi swallowed a moan when toy soy sucked ferociously. Rukawa was not to be called a gentle lover.

Rukawa left the nipple and turn to its twin. He gave that the nipple the same treatment that the other had. He let go of the armrest and touched the other nipple as he sucked the twin. He hushed Hanamichi again when the redhead moaned. He then proceeded lower.

Hanamichi bit the underside of his lip to keep from moaning out loud. He silently cursed the brunette for being such a pervert.

“Kitsune?” he panted as Rukawa lavishly licked his naval.

“Hmm?”

“Why don’t we finish this at home?” Hanamichi stopped the hands that snake out to his pants and was trying to open his fly.

Rukawa looked up and glared at Hanamichi.

“No,” he answered and swatted the hands that stopped his progress.

Hanamichi grunted and held tight on Rukawa’s hands.

“Damn it, kitsune. We could get caught,” he looked around the movie theater nervously.

Rukawa didn’t answer. Instead ulleulled his hands out of the redhead’s grasped and opened Hanamichi’s jeans.

Hanamichi panicked and tried to stand up. Unfortunately for him, Rukawa was in front of him and the advantage was to Rukawa’s side.

Rukawa pushed Hanamichi to his seat again. He whispered threateningly to Hanamichi’s ear, “Move again and I swe’ll ’ll make it hard for you not to scream.”

“Are you out of your mind? We could get kicked out of the team if we got caught doing *it* on a public place,” Hanamichi whispered back.

“I don’t care,” Rukawa answered as he placed the now pliant redhead’s hands to the armrest. “Now don’t make a move and don’t make any sound.”

Hanamichi could only bit his lip again when Rukawa successfully opened his jeans. He cursed the kitsune to the lowest pit of hell when he started mouthing Hanamichi’s rod. He swallowed anr mor moan as sensation after sensation flooded him.

“Kitsune?” he begged.

“Hmm?”

“We should…” Hanamichi gasped softly. “Finish this at home.”

Hanamichi felt Rukawa’s grin rather see it. He knew that the boy meant to make him cum there, in the movie theater with people just a few seats from them.

Rukawa hastened his ministrations making the redhead gripped the armrest tightly. He felt his own erection tightened at the soft sexy gasps the redhead was making. He stopped working on his boyfriend’s rod and pulled to seat on his heels.

Hanamichi almost screamed in frustration. He gave a moan of agony and pleaded at the kitsune with his eyes.

Rukawa could clearly see what the redhead wanted. But he had other plans.

Hanamichi’s eyes widened when Rukawa opened his jeans and pulled the redhead towards him.

“You are out of your mind,” Hanamichi said aghast. He tried to wiggle out but was intercepted by Rukawa.

“Shhh…” Rukawa mred red as he pulled the boy closer, making Hanamichi sit on his lap, his legs spread out in either side of Rukawa. How they manage to fit in the cramped space amazed him, luckily the seats were foldable.

When his rock hard rod touched Hanamichi’s opening, the redhead wriggled desperately.

Rukawa groaned when Hanamichi gave him a head butt. But he refused to let his boyfriend go. So, to quieten Hanamichi, he gave the boy a tonsil-tearing kiss. The redhead could only resist for a few seconds, that Rukawa knew, and he used that knowledge to his advantage.

Hanamichi’s mind shut down when Rukawa gave him the kiss. He vaguely felt a digit enter his opening. He shivered wantonly when it hit his pleasure spot.

The brunette suppressed his moans as he sucked at Hanamichi’s mouth brutally. Rukawa knew he got Hanamichi. He didn’t stop the kiss but deepened it when he withdrawn his finger and slowly entered Hanamichi’s opening. The redhead squirmed a bit but settled in comfortably after a few minutes of discomfort.

“Kitsune?” Hanamichi gasped.

“You’re too talkative,” Rukawa whispered.

Hanamichi’s face frowned in concentration as not to give too much noise. Rukawa gulped down his moans when Hanamichi started moving him in and out of his body.

“Hana?”

“Hmm?” Hanamichi gave an inaudible gasp when Rukawa touched his rod and synchronized it with his movement. He bit his lip again to stop from moa.
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Rukawa watched the emotions played on Hanamichi’s face with the movie’s lights helping him as it hits Hanamichi face ever now and then. It turned him on to know that they could get caught if they were not careful.

“Happy anniversary,” he whispered as he moved to speed up their climax.

Hanamichi gasped and looked at Rukawa’s eyes. It was dark in their little corner but Rukawa’s eyes shone like beacon to a drowning sailor, which Hanamichi felt like as of that moment. He dipped head ead and kissed Rukawa softly, their bodies still synchronizing to the beat of an ancient rhythm.

“Happy anniversary,” he whispered back as he reached his climax.

Rukawa moaned when the redhead tightened around him. He climaxed shortly after his beloved redhead.

The two remained in that position as they tried to steady their breaths.

“You’re crazy,” Hanamichi spoke softly. His head was cradled on Rukawa’s shoulders.

Rukawa laughed softly, “Hmmm. And you’re good.”

Hanamichi laughed too and straightened to sit back to his seat. He let Rukawa arranged his clothes back into place for he felt too sleepy to do it himself.

“I love you, Hana,” Rukawa whispered when he took his seat beside Hanamichi.

Hanamichi smiled as he leaned his head on his boyfriend’s shoulders. “I love you too.”

He fell asleep not even remembering what the movie title was.

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