Chapter 19: Bobby
"So which one do you want to watch?" Kitty asked when they were inside the movie theatre. They looked up to the names on the board and tried to decide.
"No, you pick, it's your birthday", Bobby insisted.
"But you paid the tickets", Kitty laughed. It almost seemed like they were friends, but it didn't really bother Kitty. Maybe she had just been dying to get some human connection, that once she got it, she hold onto it.
"Well, okay then. But I won't listen to any complains if the movie sucks", Bobby smiled and Kitty laughed again, shaking her head with amusement.
"If it sucks, then I guess we can just kiss all the way through it", Kitty joked with the typical movie cliché, hoping it would help them to talk about the awkward situation back in the apartment more easily.
"Yeah", Bobby nodded and wasn't sure if she had been serious or not. He went over the movie titles and suddenly noticed someone familiar on the queue. "Rogue...?"
Rogue heard her name called and turned her head. Was it a customer? Who called her by her stage name? But then she noticed Bobby. They went way back, actually when she had first started at the club. Remy had been introduced them to each other, in the same kind of situation like Kitty and Bobby were now (not that she knew anything about it). Bobby had been her first blowjob before joining the girls on the club. Of course he hadn't been her first-first blowjob, but he had a "special place" amongst them. He had been nice but they hadn't really seen each other since then.
"Bobby, hi", Rogue came closer. She noticed Kitty and glanced at her.
"Rogue, this is Kitty. Kitty this is Rogue", Bobby introduced them.
"Nice to meet you", Kitty said.
"Ya too", Rogue smiled. "So... are ya two together or...?"
"No, no", Bobby shook his head. "Actually... Remy set us up tonight, so..."
"Oh..." Rogue realized. So it was a booty call type of thing.
"So you're going to see something?" he asked.
"Yeah. I've been hearing this one is good", she told them and showed the ticket. Bobby read the name of the movie.
"Why don't we go see that one too?" Bobby suggested to Kitty. Kitty shrugged.
"Whatever. Suits me", she said.
"Okay then. I'll get the tickets. Wait here", Bobby asked and went to the counter. He left Kitty and Rogue standing awkwardly with each other.
"So, how do ya know him?" Kitty asked politely.
"Through Remy", Rogue told. Kitty nodded and wondered if she had been in her shoes. She was too afraid to ask.
Bobby came back with the tickets and they all went in. They got seats right next to each other and sat down, Bobby sitting between the girls. The lights went dim and the trailers rolled to the screen. Rogue couldn't help but think if Bobby had already done it with Kitty. The situation would probably be really different with what they had experienced. She couldn't have fucked him because of her abilities to suck the life out of everyone, but he had seemed pleased with the blowjob. Sometimes Rogue felt jealous. It wasn't just the sex, it was everything. Like how he was now holding his hand on Kitty's bare knee. Rogue noticed it even if it was dark. She turned her head away and tried to concentrate on the movie.
At the same time Kitty felt Bobby's hand on her knee. It didn't felt bad but Kitty's heart was racing fast. He held the hand there for a long time, even after the trailer show. The hall was half empty but Kitty was still nervous someone might see. And at the same time she felt a sudden rush between her legs. It felt dangerous; it felt right even if it was wrong.
With not telling him off, Kitty had send a message to Bobby. That she was okay with this. His hand slid up, to her skirts hemline. Kitty's legs spread apart, almost like Bobby was asking them to. The hand kept sliding down, under the skirt and reached to her. His fingertips touch her underwear and Kitty's sigh was hold back. Bobby kept his eyes on the screen, acting as if nothing was going on. Kitty felt like she would sink through the chair, but told herself not to. That would've been embarrassing. She had practiced her power pretty well, so she could decide when not to go through walls or furniture.
Bobby's fingers leaned closer and rubbed her sex. Kitty felt herself getting wet. All this time all she could think about was how everyone were watching, even thought no one had noticed. The skirt was lift up and Bobby's fingers moved the cloth between her legs to the side, so he could reach her pussy. Their skins touch each other and Kitty's hand were grapping the hand rests like she would never let go. The tension grew as the opening titles rolled in and as the movie's first scene with a lot of action started. Bobby's fingers kept on roaming, caressing her clit softly. Kitty could barely hold it together. She didn't want to leave, she just wanted more. Bobby enjoyed this little delicate play they had. It was hard to see in the dark but he could feel her, every move and shiver.
Kitty brought her hip closer, opening herself better to him. Her skirt was up and Bobby's hand was in better position. The two fingers sank in her and Kitty bit her lip, forcing herself not to scream. A repressed cry escaped from her but no one paid any attention to it. Bobby slowly started fucking her with his fingers and she let him. Her hips were thrusting forward and Kitty's eyes were closed. All she could think right now was Remy. How he was doing this to her, how he would be fingerfucking her. As Bobby hit the g-spot over and over again, it became impossible for her not to release herself. The picture of Remy faded from her head as soon as she opened her eyes with sweat on her face and wondered if she had made any noise. Bobby caressed her thighs and took his hand off. He leaned on her and whispered:
"Now we don't have to say we didn't."