you were sitting in your bf's lap, watching a movie together you shifted, trying to grab the popcorn from the side, then shifted again to get comfortable fuck he groans his hands coming to rest on your waist making you freeze stop fucking moving okay you whisper but when you feel something under you you shift on instinct moving goddamn he mutters his head coming to rest on the backrest of the couch do you need me to move baby he said n-no just giveme a minute