So...This is my first completed Lemon AND my first completed story, but I'm DEFINETELY no stranger to writing, so...Enjoy, I guess! ;D

Theaters Can Be Fun

Be ready in 30.

Wear a dress ;) - E

I stared at the text disbelievingly. A dress? Why would he want me to wear a dress? The strange request wasn't what unnerved me. The winking smiley face could only mean one thing...Edward was up to something.

Edward Cullen had been my boyfriend for more than three years now. We met in our freshmen year when we were made partners by Mr. Banner in Biology class. Needless to say, Edward quickly became my everything. Even though he was my first. First kiss, first date, first love...first lover. The only one I wasn't looking forward to was my first heartbreak, which Edward assured me he would never cause if he had any say on the matter.

The only dress I owned was midnight blue and didn't even reach my knees. Alice, Edward's older sister and my best friend, had bought it for me against my will on my eighteenth birthday. She described it as one of the many 'ensembles' that would look absolutely stunning on my figure, which she insisted I show off more often.

I sighed angrily, losing all hope of taming the dark brown rat's nest I called my hair. I decided to just leave it down. Edward loved to run his elegant pianist fingers through it. I slipped into the dress quickly, though not without some difficulty. As soon as I finished, I heard a knock sound at the front door. I rushed downstairs as fast as I could in the heels Alice had forced me to accept. Remarkably, I managed not to fall flat on my face.

And there he stood, my personal Adonis; with his shockingly bright emerald eyes, lean but muscular physique, and his natural disarray of copper sex hair that looked even better after our love-making. His panty-dropping grin had me so distracted I hardly noticed he was wearing his favorite black button down with his casual dress pants to match. He lifted my hand to his perfect pink lips and kissed my fingers tenderly.

"Ready?" he murmured against my skin. I nodded, and gulped as he pressed kisses to my skin, following the vein at my wrist to the crease of my elbow.

His Volvo was parked in the driveway, where Charlie's cruiser would have been if he wasn't working the late shift at the station. Edward opened the car door for me and helped me inside, always the gentleman. He fastened my seat-belt for me with a wink when his hands skimmed my breasts. I felt a shiver run through me as my skin heated.

"Exactly where are we headed?" I asked when he joined me in the car. I hadn't forgotten my suspicions regarding our date tonight.

"A wonderful evening at the movie theater, my love," he replied, already speeding down my street.

I looked pointedly down at myself. "I think I might be a bit overdressed."

"Nonsense, you look gorgeous." His mischievous eyes flickered across my body approvingly, making certain areas where they lingered tingle pleasantly.

The drive to Port Angeles was comfortably quiet, except for the times Edward leaned over to ravish my neck as we waited for the stoplights, me having to breathe out his name to alert him that the light had changed to green. By the fifth time, I'd had enough.

"You know, we could just forget the movie and park so you could have your way with me," I nearly growled at him.

Edward laughed. "I wouldn't dream of violating you, Miss Swan."

"Be patient, I have special plans for tonight," when I scoffed at his remark. He winked and flashed me my favorite crooked smile.

I sulked childishly the rest of the way to the theater, while Edward watched me bemusedly from the corner of his eyes. I let myself out of his car before he had the chance to open my door for me. It probably would've made more of an impact if I hadn't stumbled. Damn Alice and her taste in shoes. Edward chuckling and helping to straighten myself did nothing for my mood.

I though maybe a subject change would help. And anyway, I could never stay mad at him. I was about to ask Edward what movie he brought us here to see, but when I turned to him I realized he was glaring at something. The boys in line to buy tickets were staring at me, even the ones with girls showing far more skin than I was. Maybe this outfit had some kind of magical powers?

I couldn't help but notice that Edward's entire body was stiff beside mine. He moved to position himself behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist tightly, possessively. It was a familiar habit of his. I'd gotten used to the fact that Edward was an extremely jealous boyfriend, so much that it was only laughable to me. Whenever we were around other men he made a point in making it clear exactly who it was I belonged to. Most of the times I found it endearing; and sometimes it was just downright frustrating.

This was not one of those times.

"Edward," I whispered to him. He unwillingly removed his infuriated gaze from the boys that had yet to lose interest in gawking at me.

"Sorry," he mumbled, not sounding apologetic at all, pulling me closer to him. I sighed contentedly, leaning into him.

"That shade of blue accentuates your skin beautifully," he murmured into my neck. I felt blood pool quickly under my skin as he sucked lightly on the soft skin behind my ear. That wasn't all he did; he started to nip at my jaw, and lay warm, open-mouthed kisses on my exposed collarbone.

"Edward," I muttered, rolling my shoulders and attempting to pry his hands off of my hips to get him to stop. I could've been grinding into him for all the good it did me. To say he was turning me on would have been the most extreme understatement of my life.

"So, what are we watching?" I asked shakily, trying to put his lips to some use...one that didn't involve arousing me to the breaking point.

"You'll see," he replied in that silky, velvet voice of his, not exactly diminishing the current predicament in my...nether regions.

"Edward," I warned.

"You'll enjoy it, I promise," he smirked, placing one last kiss in my hair.

A small squeak of surprise escaped my lips when Edward lifted me, holding me firmly against his chest. He allowed himself a short chuckle at my expense before moving forward to purchase the tickets.

Edward insisted we sit in the very back of the theater. Strange. We usually sat somewhere in the middle to get the perfect view, on the rare occasions that we did go out. I shrugged internally and decided to humor him, for now at least. He made sure I was situated before leaving to get me a snack. One Johnny Depp trivia question and an Invisilign commercial later, he returned with a box of Chocolate Covered Almonds and what I assumed was a Coke. He handed the candy to me and placed the drink in the holder, plopping into the seat next to mine and draping his arm around my shoulders.

"Nothing to drink for you?" He shook his head, his cooper locks falling in front of his emerald eyes, and pressed his lips together, as if trying very hard to resist a smile.

"We can share," he smirked, pulling me from my seat and settling me in his lap; he'd shocked me, but I didn't mind the new accommodation.

The upcoming movie previews started as I struggled to open my candy. I heard a soft laugh above my ear.

"Allow me," Edward removed the box from my grasp and tore it easily. "Wouldn't want you to get a paper cut."

I glared as I snatched it back from him. Am I so helpless I can't even handle simple packaging by myself? I thought, shoving the chocolate into my mouth angrily. With my luck I'd probably end up choking on it. What would've been so bad about a little paper cut anyway?

"Can I have some?" I could hear the pout in his voice. Why is it that I can NEVER resist this man?

I flipped the hand resting on my leg to to pour a few pieces into it. I was surprised when he brushed it away and took my chin delicately between his fingers, pressing his soft lips against mine. I snapped out of my daze when I felt his tongue lightly exploring my mouth. I was sure I whimpered at the loss when he pulled away.

"Mmmm...Delicious," he purred deeply. My heart pounded furiously against my chest at his seductive tone. I didn't think the lingering taste of chocolate was what he found so appetizing.

"Edward," I gasped as he licked along the shell of my ear, and proceeded to slip his tongue inside of it.

He chuckled. "Relax, my love. Look around."

He was right; I hadn't noticed before. Nearly every male in the room had his lips on some part of his date's body. The theater practically reeked of teenage lust.

"Is that why you brought me here, to get me in the mood?" I questioned, shifting against him to look into his amused eyes.

He laughed as if I'd just shared with him the funniest joke in the world. "I don't need poorly made sex scenes to get you in the mood, Love."

It was then that I felt something - a very hard something - against my thigh. I smirked and wiggled against his erection deliberately. He groaned, pressing his lips to the arch of my throat. I moaned quietly as he palmed my breasts firmly, my nipples hardening through the thin fabric of my dress.

"You know," Edward murmured into the sensitive spot behind my ear, "I am very thirsty."

In a movement too quick for my eyes to catch in the dark, he had me alone in our seat, while he was kneeling on the floor in front of my legs. He shoved my dress over my hips impatiently.

"Edward..." I'd meant it as a reprimand about going so far in a public place, but it turned into a soft moan as he nipped at the sensitive skin near my center.

"No panties?" He groaned.

"I figured we'd be spending the night together," I nearly panted, "what with Charlie working the night-shift and all..." I trailed off. I did NOT want to think about my dad when Edward was...ungh...doing that to my flesh.

In another motion too fast for me, he pulled me towards him, my legs being held as far apart as they could go by his warm hands on the inside of my thighs. His mouth hovered an inch from where I wanted him most, his hot breath blowing into my soaking center.

"May I?" He licked his lips, causing me to whimper. "I'll take that as a yes," he rasped.

Next thing I knew, Edward had his face buried deeply in me. He obviously knew I was in no mood for teasing because he didn't hesitate in wrapping his lips around my sensitive bundle of nerves, his hands caressing and squeezing my thighs. He had me fisting his silky hair when he started lapping at my flowing juices.

Almost...UNGH...there...

Just a few more swipes of his talented tongue had my body exploding out of the tightly-bound coil in my lower stomach, my cry of pleasure muffled by his lips occupying mine, tasting myself on him.

He slumped into the seat beside me, that maddeningly sexy smirk on his self-satisfied face.

"I told you that you would enjoy it," he whispered huskily, watching my chest intently as it heaved from my heavy breaths.

"Edward, what - what was the point of all this?"

He laughed, stroking my hair lovingly. "Look at it this way, it's our first on our list of sexcapades."

Review if you want me to make a series of one-shots out of these two horny teens!