Something quick and smutty because my mind was in the gutter tonight D;

Jade's POV

"Don't forget your straw," The bimbo at the concessions counter said to Beck.

"Thanks," He gave her a quick nod while I fought the urge to dump the soda in my hands onto her stupid uniform. She'd been flirting with Beck the entire time we ordered our popcorn and large soda, completely ignoring the fact that I was standing right next to him. Holding his hand!

Beck, of course, pretended not to notice her gawking and pulled me away towards our theater. We'd arrived to the movies just on time to see the new release 'Miss Fire', and my boyfriend's big screen debut.

He'd waved it off like it wasn't a big deal, forbidding me to invite any of the gang to celebrate, but indulged in our own private screening tonight. It was just like Tori to make her problems overshadow anything going on in our lives; not that Beck would ever notice.

Still, now that we were here, I was glad we'd come alone. I wanted to make this a tradition; us going to each others' premieres together. Aside from the slutty flirt at the counter, tonight was the beginning of a great custom.

After finding our seats and sitting through the trailers, the movie finally began. The actress they'd replaced Melinda Murray with was pretty good, and Beck said she was much easier to work with. Unfortunately, the plot just didn't interest me.

Halfway through the movie, I sat up closer, excited that the restaurant scene had started. There, on the big screen, Beck walked over to the table and said my favorite line of the entire film. It was over in seconds, but I was ecstatic, applauding to myself.

"Shh," Beck hushed me when people started looking for the source of the clapping. I stopped for his sake, but not before noticing the smile he wore.

He was just as proud of himself as I was for him. The movie dragged on, and I lost interest. A matter of minutes after Beck left the scene, I was bored. I didn't want to ask to leave, because he seemed to be enjoying the movie.

Instead I checked my phone multiple times and changed positions as if that would amuse me. I settled on leaning into Beck with his arm around me when an idea struck me. Well, not so much an idea, but a song.

I glanced up at Beck before letting my hand wander onto his thigh. He didn't even flinch when I started rubbing it; it was a habit we both had. When I started trailing higher, though, I could feel his eyes dart to me. I pretended not to notice, continuing to massage him through his jeans.

"Jade…," He whispered a warning tone at me, and I looked up at him. "What do you think you're doing?"

"Just sit back," I instructed his cautious expression.

"We can't," He muttered as I unzipped his pants. His tone failed him; I don't even think he believed himself.

"Shh," I ignored him and carried on. He was telling me no, but the growing bulge in his boxer briefs was begging for more attention.

Not one to disappoint, I made the big move, releasing his now full erection out in the open. He inhaled sharply, his eyes shooting around us to make sure no one had seen. Once he saw we were alone in our row, I felt his body relax a bit.

"Mmm…," His lips curled into that lazy smile I loved as my hand continued working its way up and down. When I saw him close his eyes, I leaned in fast, taking him in my mouth. "Fuck," He hissed a curse at the air, his hips jerking up slightly.

I almost laughed at his eagerness, but kept my pace slow, licking him all the way down then back up. His hand came up to the back of my neck to guide me onto him, following my motions. I could feel his pressure building, but moved at the same speed; I love to make him wait for it.

"Jade…," He mumbled. The longer I went on, the less patient he got.

I started humming as I moved, the vibrations making him breathe heavier and heavier. I felt him move my hair over my shoulder and blinked my eyes up to meet his. He was straining his muscles, fighting to keep calm, when I went full force.

I focused completely on getting him off, tightening my grip on him as I sucked him harder than before. I forced myself down on him all the way, feeling his body tremble beneath me. When I could feel him right on the edge, he held me into place, as if I'd move.

He groaned as quietly as he could, his body convulsing around me as he came deep in my throat. He was still cursing to himself as I lifted myself off him slowly. I stayed low, licking him clean as he calmed down. He exhaled heavily when I sat back up, fixing the mess he'd made of my hair.

After pulling his jeans back into place, he turned his head to look at me with a satisfied smirk. One that disapproved yet thanked me at the same time. Alanis Morisette would've been proud.