Story (c) Me

Bleach (c) Tite Kubo

Orihime didn't understand why Ichigo picked a horror film to go see. Thy both hated horror films as far as she was concerned, but he insisted so she obliged.

"It sure is crowded," Orihime said as they walked inside the theatre. Almost every seat was filled. Who knew so many people liked horror films?"

"Yeah," Ichigo said, glancing around the theatre looking for a couple of seats. Finally he found the perfect spot. The very back of the theatre on the right hand side. He grinned. It was perfect.

"Let's go sit up there, Inoue," he said, leading the way to the back of the theatre.

"Ok," she replied, blushing at how tightly he held her hand.

The two had been dating for a month now but she never failed to get butterflies when she was with him. She would have thought she would be used to it by now.

Guess not. She thought as her heart pumped wildly within her chest.

The two sat down in their chairs and waited for the movie start. Ichigo squeezed Orihime's hand and smiled at Orihime before letting go and resting his hands in his lap.

"Oh it's starting," he said, whispering to her as the movie screen turned black, followed by rather eerie music.

"Y-yes." Orihime said shifting in her seat. She still couldn't understand why Ichigo chose a horror film of all things for their movie date. Ichigo reached his hand over and patted her thigh reassuringly.

"It'll be alright, Inoue. I hear this movie isn't that scary anyways."

She nodded, "If you insist."

She turned to look back at the screen, not even noticing that Ichigo's hand still rested upon her thigh.

Orihime sipped at her coke as the main character walked through the dark and dank hallway.

Don't go around the corner he's right there!

She suddenly gave a gasp. Thankfully she was not the only one because a few of the other theatre occupants did as well when the killer popped around the corner. But Orihime gasped for a completely different reason.

She turned her head to look at Ichigo wide eyed. He smiled at her before brushing the side of his hand against her mound through her clothes.

So this was why Ichigo picked a horror film. She blushed at him and spread open her legs a bit, giving her consent. He obliged by slipping his hand under her skirt and past her panties. He rubbed her slit a few time before slipping a couple of fingers inside her warmth. Orihime gripped her chair tightly and bit her lip. It was one thing to gasp during a horror film, but moan? She wasn't about to do that.

Ichigo moved his fingers inside of her, and moved his thumb to rub against her clit. Both of their eye looked forward, but neither one of them paid attention to the movie.

"Popcorn?" he asked, passing the bucket over to her while the hand inside her moved more quickly.

"Y-yes please." She breathed as she grinded slightly against his head, trying to get more friction.

She popped some popcorn in her mouth while Ichigo rubbed her clit, causing her to moan. A couple sitting in front of them turned and looked at the two quizzically.

"She really likes popcorn," Ichigo said.

The people in front of them shrugged, turning back to the movie.

Orihime pouted at Ichigo as if saying, "You're going to get us caught!"

He seemed to catch on and leaned over to whisper, "I'm not the one moaning, sweetheart."

This continued on throughout the rest of the movie. Ichigo wiggling his fingers inside of her, Orhime munching on popcorn or taking the occasional sip of coke to mask her moans and gasps. Ichigo managing to send her over the edge just as the killer came on screen, causing her gasps to coincide with the rest of the audience. Orihime was glad Ichigo picked a horror film.

"Thank you for coming, did you enjoy the movie?" A staff member asked as Orihime and Ichigo exited the theatre.

Ichigo glanced over at Orihime whole was slightly flushed and glistening with sweat, "Yeah. We enjoyed it a lot."

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