Movies
Author: Joy
Email: Julianna@ziplip.com
A/N: To explain the following: Ian is not very Ian in this chapter. Why? Because I wanted him to have that playful side come out when he approached dating as sort of a mental exercise. Like he was given a checklist of things to do that teenagers do when dating. So yeah this might come off a little wrong for him but I had so much fun writing it that I don't really care.
Days past affording a familiarity between Ian and Vicky though the general beginning dating nerves were still present. At their first dinner Vicky had attempted to brush something off of Ian's tie, reaching across the table. Unfortunately there was a water glass in the way. "I guess I must keep Mr. Bowman company in being dosed by my better half today," Ian had joked. Vicky blushed terribly but took it in stride.
Their Saturday date was very amusing to Vicky because it was an obvious attempt at what other people do. Ian picked her up in a carminus a driverwearing blue jeans no less. He did stick to his normal black sweater but the thought was thereto fit in. Dinner consisted of a pizza joint that Vicky could tell Ian was itching to get out of. "Are you okay?" she asked sweetly. "You seem nervous."
Ian sighed disconcerted; "I do not like where we are sitting."
"Are we too close to the smoking section?"
"No," he said looking down.
After a moment of silence Vicky asked, "Are you going to tell me what's wrong with our seats?"
In a low tone Ian muttered, "There are too many people"
"And"
"When I eat out I am normally better equipped and better positioned. I am used to controlling as many factors as possible. I did not realize it would bother me so."
positioned?' Vicky thought. You're dating a former bodyguard. He wants to be able to see both doors.' She smiled. "Let's switch seats. You can be along the wall where you have a better view of the environment and I'll stare at you intently for a change."
That earned her an embarrassed smile. "Thank you."
"Hey thank you. I couldn't feel a gun on you when you wrapped your arms around me so I appreciate the forethought."
"I am fairly skilled at hiding weapons on my person. Part of life as a bodyguard."
Vicky decided to see if she could make Ian snort water out of his nose. She slid her fingers across the table to his hand and said in a low voice. "In the future we'll see if I can locate the moreinteresting placed items."
Ian continued to drink slowly attempting not to let his outside demeanor change. "In the future," he grinned. "I thought the point of going to the movies was to be alone in the dark with a person you are attracted to andeach other."
"High expectations for a movie." Vicky was surprised but not altogether unpleased by Ian's response.
"Have I been misinformed of the tradition?"
"What you described is more of a teenage custom. Adults actually go to watch the movie."
"Ahbut I thought you were hoping to help me recapture my youthtread paths I was not permitted to walk previously," he said with a slight lick of his lips capturing a water drop that was heading for his beard.
Vicky watched his tongue and lipsand completely missed his point. When she came back to herself Ian was staring at her with an amused expression. "Movies Making outWe just have to sit at the back of the theatre." Ian chuckled.
Ian paid for dinner and walked Vicky to the car with his arm around her waist.
For some reason that gesture meant the world to her. She felt warmcared for. He opened her door and helped her inside. "Ya gonna help me out too?"
"Did I when we arrived at the restaurant?"
"That place was a dive Ianand yes you did."
"Then you already have your answer A dive, huh?"
Ian climbed in the car and drove toward the movie theatre selected. "So what movie are we seeingoh wait you weren't planning on us actually watching the film," Vicky teased.
He shook his head, "You said, I don't care what we see as long as it isn't overly violent or sexual.' So PG-13 movies are the choice. Several start at roughly seven so you can choose."
They pulled into the parking lot of the most expensive movie theatre in the area. "Why are we here? Why spend the extra money if this is a teenage' date? There should be stick floors and bubble stuck to the bottom of the seat," Vicky questioned.
"You will see once we get inside Besides I do not wish to be a cheap date.'
Now start thinking of what you wish to get from the concessions stand."
After standing off to the side debating the merits of each movie they decided on a romantic comedy that other teenagers would be at and not paying attention to. Neither particularly cared one way or the other on the contents of the film so there would be no love loss if it wasn't watched.
This was turning into a strange adventure. It was like trying to get pregnant rather than just making love. There was a pointa purposean expressed intention of physicality. Very weirdthough neither seemed to think about it or care honestly.
Once the first line to get the tickets was endured, they ventured to the next stopconcessions. The movie was still a half and hour from starting so debating what they wished to snack on was rather funny. Milk duds, lemon Italian ice, two Sprites, and a large bucket of lightly buttered popcorn later, they made a vision of gluttony.
Vicky sat herself down in the middle of the back row. "SoI still don't see why we had to come here."
Ian finished arranging the food at their feet and watched enviously the lemon ice Vicky was eating. The spoon disappeared into her mouth; she enjoyed her treat, then sucked on the spoon. He growled slightly to himself. "We are here for the stadium seating, amazing sound quality, and" Ian moved the armrest between their seats up and out of the way, "easy cuddle access."
"You planned ahead."
A roguish smile appeared on his face, "I did." Vicky raised an eyebrow.
"Gabriel is attempting to teach me the finer points of dating."
"Oh that would be fun to watch."
"Actually we made quite a scene atBlockbuster."
"We? Somehow I doubt it was a joint venture," she chided.
He considered her a moment. "There is no reason for a store to be that brightly lit and yellow Yellow!"
"You have a problem with yellow I take it?" Vicky teased.
"Not with the color in principle, nobut in loud shades on the wall while I am trying to select a film, yes. It is totally unnecessary," Ian stated adamantly.
Vicky couldn't help it she laughed. And kept laughing. Ian began to sulk. "OhI'm sorry. I'm not laughing at youWell actually I am laughing at you but not in a mean way. More a Gee I know no one who is that unnerved by attention grabbing techniques.' It's not an insulthonest."
Vicky rubbed shoulders with Ian to get him to put his arm around her but he just sat there like a lump still pouting. "Thatme snuggling up next to youwas a hint."
"What kind of hint?" he said with a straight face robbing all humor from his eyes.
"You're kidding right?"
He continued to stare blankly. Her eyes went wide with apprehension. "Oh a hintlike I'm supposed to do something like this" Ian fake yawned stretching his arm up and then letting it rest on Vicky's shoulders. She glared at him. "I fooled you" Ian said raising his eyebrows a few times.
"Very funny," she pouted. "Did Gabriel teach you that move?"
"NoWell yes but"
"I hear a story brewing."
Ian settled in further drawing Vicky to him with his arm. She leaned her head on his shoulder and looked to him expectantly. "Our trip to that hideous store was to rent movies on dating and relationships. So in some ways yes Gabriel is responsible for the education because he made me watch those movies Another reason why I have no desire to actually sit through a film"
"I can accept that."
The lights in the theatre dimmed and the movie began to play. "We do have to watch the previews," Vicky announced in hushed tones.
"Why is that?" Ian questioned kissing the side of her head.
"Becausethey're movies in the future. It's fun to see what's coming See none of the teenagers have started necking yet."
He took in his surroundings. There were a few other couples in their vicinity snuggling or holding hands. "You are correct I wonder how many people have come to this film to escape together."
In the flickering lights of the movie Vicky stared at Ian, whispering, "You really don't understand why teenagers come to movies do you?"
"What do you mean?"
"When you're youngtoo young to drive you go to the movies because it's a place your parents will let you go to alone that gives the illusion of privacy. Basically no backseat to make out in, so back of the theatre is the next best thing," she explained.
"Backseat of a carnew fun to be had," he teased and brought her further into his embrace as she chuckled.
"Don't get your hopes up."
The movie proceeded as all romantic comedies do. There is a girlthere is a boy. Girl has some sort of problem because somehow it's funnier for the woman to have the problem than the mannotable exception Sleepless in Seattle. Then the moment of the girl meeting the boy occurs and it makes the problem easier to deal with on one level and more difficult on another.
It's about this time in the movie that Ian stopped teasing Vicky with little kisses on the cheek and head deciding to nibble at her ear. He realized very quickly that she seemed to like him being assertiveso he was. Vicky began to wiggle and squirm in the most wonderful ways. He had his body turned into hers tangling his right hand with her left. A little firmer pressure was applied to her earlobe and she sucked in her breath. "You like that?" he whispered directly in her ear. Vicky nodded turning her face to his before capturing Ian's mouth.
Ian could only hear the sound of Vicky's faint pants over the dialogue, caring nothing for the film. He was beginning to truly grasp why his father' had forbidden him from dating. His attention would have been severally compromised. The theatre could be in flames and all Ian would have been aware of were the two seats he and Vicky were occupying.
Vicky was having no better time of it since she enjoyed this attention. There was something exciting about being someone's firsteverything. Ian had a lot of natural talent at making her breathless. As a teen she had been too thin at some points and too focused at others to enjoy the perfect teenage moment. She had one where she was driving in a convertible with some friends on a summer nightthat was perfect. This was something she had missed and she took pleasure in getting the opportunity. This sort of thing had never appealed to her because you could never tell what the guy was after. Ian actually liked her and only had eyes for her. The sudden image of being the one to take Ian's virginity overwhelmed Vicky.
The boy and girl had reached their obligatory sex scene that was implied rather than shown. Ian took the opportunity to try again that hungry kiss he had given her at the morgue. Vicky responded in kind taking control of their mouths mating. Her hands found their way from Ian's sides and chest to his head pulling him closer. Ian began to whimper lightly growing restless. "Like that did you?" Vicky whispered in a husky tone.
Tongues and lips and hands were all involved when a loud clearing of a throat was heard. Ian and Vicky pulled away from one another slowly staring at each other's swollen lips before looking to where the sound had come from. A teenage couple sat further down their row. The boy had his arm draped over his girl casually; "The moaning got a bit loud dude. Didn't want you to get ousted It's one thing to be my age and asked to leave. It's another at your age."
"Thank you," Ian stated quietly with a small nod. He turned back to Vicky to see her chuckling quietly. "You find this humorous?"
"Ian, a fifteen year old boy just told us we were making too much noise making out. It's kind of ironic."
"Yes well, I can check this experience off my list of things to do before I die. I have nearly been kicked out of a movie theatre. Now onto fogging up car windows," he said with a truly boyish smile.
"You are a very strange man," Vicky cooed softly.
"Yet, you are still here."
"YeaI am."
TBC
A/N2: William, my right gargoyle, decided on the teenage boy at the end while Anselm, the left gargoyle, wanted the whole yellow Blockbuster thing.