Caroline’s first time at the Movies (Klay’s POV) -unedited (Recommended ages 18+)
“Are you ready to go?” I smiled at her standing by the door. She was tapping her foot impatiently. Of course she was waiting on me. I was taking my sweet time too. I knew that she was excited about her first trip to the movies, and I couldn’t help picking on her.
“Ugh, Klay,” she huffed. “You know I’ve been ready for twenty minutes.”
“I know, and you’re so cute when you’re mad.” I swatted her behind as I walked passed her. She’s my little spitfire. She’s all mine. She rolled her eyes, but she wasn’t mad anymore. The grin on her face told otherwise. “Come on, we don’t want to be late.”
“Seriously,” she shook her head. “What am I going to do with you?”
“Oh, I can think of a few things.”
“Down boy, we have a movie to see.” She said stepping beside me on the elevator.
“This is your first time.” I ran my fingertips down her smooth arm. “A movie virgin.” I could feel the goose bumps rise on her arms and her breathing became harder. She didn’t respond and I knew it was because she couldn’t. I love her reaction to my touch. It seriously turns me on. At this rate we may never make it to the movies. I let out a low throaty growl when the elevator doors opened. I almost changed my mind about the movie, but the thought of seeing her eyes light up when the movie starts made me quickly rethink. I took her hand. “Come on,” I put her hand to my lips and kissed it gently. “Let’s go,” I said in an aggravated tone. She laughed her huge, hearty laugh; the super sexy one. Damn her.
“Are you coming?” Caroline stood there looking up with this shocked expression on her face. “Don’t get excited yet, you haven’t even seen the inside.” She smiled at me. She wrapped both of her tiny arms around mine and we walked into the theatre.
We decided to see something old. I’m not even sure what the name was. I think there was love in the title somewhere. That was enough for Caroline. I agreed, of course. That’s the marshmallow in me.
Caroline’s face lit up like the Fourth of July. “Do you smell that Klay?” She asked as we walked up to the counter.
“It smells good, don’t it?” I asked and she nodded in response. “We’ll take the biggest bucket of popcorn and some skittles?” I winced when I felt her pinch my side. I didn’t look at her. She gets aggravated when I make her eat, and I do it a lot. When I found out that my girl was homeless it struck something inside of me. I tried to feed her every chance I get. Just like now, ordering the biggest bucket of popcorn, knowing that we wouldn’t eat it all. It’s habit. I won’t ever let her go hungry again.
We took our humungous bucket of popcorn and walked into the theatre. “Holy shit,” she shouted. Everyone in there turned around to look at her. I couldn’t help but laugh at her. She slapped her hand over her mouth. “Sorry,” she said quietly to the room. I laughed all the way to our seats. “Klay that is the biggest screen I have ever saw. I can’t believe I am here.” She leaned over and kissed my cheek. “This is so freaking cool.” She whispered in my ear. If she thought this was cool, wait til the movie starts.
We sat there lightly whispering to each other until the lights dimmed. I felt her squeeze my hand. I get just as much thrill out of this as she does. It’s like Christmas morning every time she sees something knew. I love that she lets me treat her to these things more so now than before. There is a lot less complaining. The day that I mentioned going to the movies, her eyes lit up. I would never deny her anything.
The movie screen lit up and I watched as she jumped up and down lightly in her seat. She was so damn excited. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. She would scoot up to the edge of the seat when something exciting was about to happen. She even did that at home on the couch. She amazes me every single day.
When the movie finally came to an end, I realized that I hadn’t even watched any of it. I was too busy watching her. She cried twice and to be honest I nearly cried with her. I swear to goodness, someone should just toast me up and put me on a graham cracker. She has captured my heart and I don’t give a damn who knows it. I want to shout it out in this quiet theatre. She’d kill me though.
She didn’t wait for me to get up she came over to my seat and set down in my lap. “This was the best thing ever, thank you so much baby.” I started to argue with her about thanking me, but she wouldn’t let me. “Shut up Klay,” she pressed her lips to mine. I savored every last bit of it. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too Baby.”
“Oh yeah, how much?” She smiled big.
“What do you want?” I could tell she wanted something.
“Oh you know what I want.” She kissed my face from my jaw to my lips.
“You drive a hard bargain.” I said breathlessly.
“Say it Klay.”
“Fine,” I rolled my eyes. I huffed with as much dramatics as I could before I spoke. “You’re welcome.”