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A chick flick and maybe a crappy joke or two.
“Maybe we should stay here,” I suddenly declare, my mood soured. “You go make the popcorn, I’ll line up the film.”
Thankfully she doesn’t question my sudden change of heart. By the time she returns with the scent of butter and salt filling the air, I’ve set up a new romantic film on Netflix. Everyone’s been banging on about it for some reason, and even though it’s not a comedy, I’m sure Raven will like it.
She settles beside me on the sofa, our thighs touching, and offers me the popcorn. I take a handful and sit awkwardly, unable to relax. A few minutes into the film, Raven sighs.
“What’s wrong?” she asks.
“Huh? Nothing.”
“You’re stiff as a board. What’s up?”
“Nothing.” Even I can hear how defensive I sound. I sigh again, shake off my morose mood and sling an arm around Raven’s shoulders, pulling her to my chest. “Better, princess?”
“Much,” she replies, snuggling in and stealing the popcorn out of my hand.
“Hey! Get your own, there’s a bowl full right there.”
“It doesn’t taste as good as yours,” she whines, making me smile.
We watch the film for a while, and I have to resist the urge to snicker at how bad it is. Sure the sexy scenes are steamy but the acting is diabolical. Don’t even get me started on the piss poor script.
“This is crap,” I eventually complain. Raven smirks at me. “What?”
“You’re just jealous,” she sniggers.
“What? Of what?”
“His wealth? Power? Good looks? Sexual prowess?” she shrugs nonchalantly, like he’s all that and more. I toss popcorn at her.
“Princess, there’s nothing wrong with my sexual prowess, good looks or wealth,” I huff. I could mention how much power we have too, but at the moment I actually feel pretty powerless and I don’t want to remind her of the whole Phoenix situation right now.
“Oh really?” She smirks in challenge. “Prove it.”
“You wanna see my bank account?”
“I thought maybe you could prove the other part to me.”
“My good looks?”
“Or…”
“Oh you want me to prove how sexy I am?”
“I wouldn’t say no.” She laughs dismissively. “If you can catch me first.”
“Oh, challenge accepted, princess.”
She gets to her feet and attempts to run but I pounce, the bowl of popcorn tumbling onto the floor, forgotten. I tackle her to the carpet and straddle her. Instantly my dick jerks to life but I have more important things to focus on right now: tickling the shit out of her.
“Stop! Thorn, stop! Please!” She squeals and laughs, twisting and wriggling under me in a desperate attempt to get free. I don’t let her though.
“Nope. Sorry, I guess I’m just too jealous to know when to stop.”
“Alright, alright! I’ll admit it!”
“Admit what, princess?” I ask, pausing from my attack to stare down at her.
