Movie Night

Sitting on the couch and leaning back into it, the screen in front of me paused with the image of a pair of dice on the screen, I turn my head to the right and look back towards the kitchen at the sound of the microwave dinging to show that it had completed its task.

Craning my neck, I adjust myself in the seat and catch a glimpse of you as you stand at the microwave, the door of the oven opening with a click and watching you reach inside to take hold of a bowl of piping hot popcorn.

I shift in the seat to turn a little more to see you as you let out an "ouch" as your fingers touch the bowl and you realise it is just a little too hot to pick up from inside of the microwave.

"Are you alright?" I call out from where I am sitting, I know you are, but it is just a protective reaction, something you cannot help to do, much like when you find yourself watching someone for too long and then having to look away to avoid any embarrassment.

"I am good" she calls back to me and I shift back to look back at the television screen in front of where I am sitting.

Alright," I call back and reach down to place my hand on top of the black-coloured remote control, my fingers touching the various buttons before coming to rest upon the play/pause button.

The aroma of the popcorn now began to fill the room, the slow lingering sweet smell now having made its way from the kitchen area and into the living room and now causing my mouth to water at the thought.

"How's that popcorn coming?" I call out to her and I could picture her shaking her head in response as I hear nothing come back from her, whether she did not hear me or just chose not to say anything.

My fingers touched the remote once more as I looked at the screen and saw the paused dice on the screen, the sound of footfalls coming from the kitchen and into where I was sitting on the couch.

Lifting my head I could see her coming over to the couch with an oversized bowl of popcorn cupped between her two hands, the temperature had cooled enough for her to carry them.

With a thump she unceremoniously dropped down in the middle seat of the couch next to me, a slight bounce causing some popcorn to spill over the edge of the bowl and onto the floor.

"Whoops," she exclaimed and shifted her feet up onto the couch and spread them out sideways and lay across the couch. I felt her head come down and rest against her outside leg and thigh.

I looked down at her and she shifted her head to look at me, that infectious smile on her face, several strands of hair rolling over her forehead and across her left eye.

"Hi," she said sweetly, my hand moving automatically to brush her hair from across her face and to one side.

"Hi" I responded as I let my fingers gently brush against her cheek before I moved my hand back to rest against one side of my body.

"Going to start the movie?" she asked as she turned her body slightly and turned towards the screen, her head lifted from my leg for a moment before she brought it back down and stretched outwards on the couch.

"Sure, I can, if you are ready?" I ask in response, already knowing the answer my finger depresses the play button and I feel her relax against her, my body sinking a little deeper into the couch but not wanting to move too much and disturb her and ruin this moment.

The dice rolled across the screen before coming to a stop and the screen suddenly turned into a bright white light and then a yellow glow formed on the screen as the camera panned down to a desert setting.

I could feel her shift a little as she tried to get comfier, my eyes are drawn from the screen for a moment to look down at her beautiful face, her glasses shifted down her face for a moment and she lifted her hand to her face and opened mouth and took in a handful of popcorn.

Yellow text appeared on the screen with the words South Africa, 1902 appearing visible against what at first seemed to be desert but now was the plains of Africa.

I could feel her head shift against my thigh and my attention was drawn from the movie once more I looked down at her.

"I think this is the wrong movie, the other movies were set after this?" she said quizzically, her Canadian accent, sweet and alluring to my ears, something she had described as more British than Canadian.

At first, I thought she was joking and I gave a smile in response, the look on her face told me a moment later that she was not joking.

A sensible man would have cut his losses at this point and found a way to get the movie back on track, my hand hitting the pause button and my mind unable to fight back the natural level of sarcasm I felt unable to control.

"It's a prequel," I said with a hint of stupid in my voice, I had to suppress the urge to smile as I saw her brow furrow and a look of displeasure formed on her face, to some might have made her less attractive, but to me, it just heightened how I felt about her. my heart beat quickening as I watched her.

"is that so?" she said, a mischievous look forming slowly on her face, I could not help but smile back at her.

"It is," I said in response as I watched her shift her body against the couch and begin to roll over, her face now facing downwards towards my thigh.

"Oh?" I said, the level of my voice rising slightly in excitement at what she was now doing, I could feel her forehead touch against my inner thigh now and I too had to adjust my position on the couch, careful not to interrupt whatever she was doing at this moment.

"uh huh" I heard her face, the sound muffled as her head was turned downwards, I felt her lips press down against the material of my jeans and it felt like my heart skipped a beat as she did.

I felt my chest rise and fall, each breath coming slowly as I tried to figure out what she was doing, from where I was sitting I saw her lips begin to part as she pressed her mouth down tighter against my thigh, I was glad I put clean Jeans on today.

My mind now racing as the possibilities filled it, my chest rising and falling once more as I could not work out what she had planned nor take my eyes away from whatever she was building up to doing.

Any thoughts of simple pleasure and movie night being put on hold were suddenly dashed as I felt her teeth sink into my jeans and the flesh of my thigh beneath, the sudden attack, if you could call it that, not hard or seemingly malicious, but enough to draw me fully back to reality.

"Owww, Owwww," I said as I felt her exert a little more pressure from her mouth and into my thigh, the teeth she took such fine care of, now only kept fully from the flesh of my thigh by the jeans.

Now the consequences of my sarcasm became very evident and I was paying some price for my smart mouth, ironically enough, delivered by hers.

"I'm sorry" I blurted out and I felt her downward biting motion ease, but not cease from where she had me at her mercy.

"uh huh and?" I heard her say, the words muffled but the sudden pressure she exerted once more with her mouth, gave them all the volume they required.

"I am sorry, I am sorry," I said once more repeating the simple act of apology and hoping it would appease this woman on the warpath.

"And?" I heard her say once more, her mouth now just resting comfortably in the biting motion she had gotten herself into.

"And?" I asked curiously, my mind wandering about what else I had to say or do. the feel of her teeth pressing a little tighter sparking my brain to break through the pleasure fog it had begun forming itself in when I had expected something entirely different from her.

"I love you, I love you" the words delivered rapidly, she was not a malicious person, but my mouth might be deserving of being taken down a peg or two and she seemed ready, willing and quite able to make this happen.

"You are my Mountain Girl, my very beautiful Mountain girl" the words were spoken with a natural warmth to them, but just a little too quickly so as not to show the hint of panic in my voice.

"uh huh," I heard her say and felt her teeth and mouth begin to move from my thigh, her body shifting once more until she was on her back, her head resting against my Leg and thigh, her hair resting in whatever saliva she has left behind.

She looked up at me and I could not help but smile, my lesson learned as I leaned downwards and placed a gentle kiss on her lips, the contact lingering between us for a few moments before I eased myself back into a sitting position and waited for her to speak.

I watched her lay there for a few moments, my eyes lost in her features and that smile that seemed to light up my life and bring that light to any darkness I might have ever felt.

Her chest rose and then seemingly stopped for a moment before falling once more, the breath escaping from between her lips before she spoke.

"Are you going to start the movie?"