you were sitting in you boyfriends lap, watching a movie together you shifted, trying to grab the popcorn from the side then shifted again to get comfortable

Akira: fuck… he groans his hands coming to rest on your waist making you freeze stop fucking moving

Okay you whisper but you feel something under you, you shift on instinct

Akira: goddamn he mutters his head coming to rest on the backseat of the couch