Deepthroat Domination in the Dark Theater
"Watched a movie? Let's call it quits, yeah? This place is kinda... not the spot for it, right?"
I glanced around cautiously, whispering softly.
Though "glanced around" might not be accurate since there was no one else here.
The only light came from the bluish glow spilling from the screen, barely illuminating the auditorium.
It was dark enough that no one could see us, probably.
But... this was still a public place, technically.
Eunha brushed off my warning like it was nothing.
"Why not? This row's empty except for us anyway."
"Still..."
"And, honey... doesn't it piss you off?"
Her red lips grazed my ear.
"You've just been taking it from me this whole time. Cumming on my tits, in my mouth. I've been the one leading, pushing you every step."
"..."
"How long are you gonna play the good boy, letting me drag you around? You said you wanted me to see you as a man. Stop just taking it from me—wreck me however you want."
It was cheap provocation. But the kind I couldn't ignore.
...
I clamped my mouth shut and slowly turned my head, scanning the theater.
She was right. Unpopular flick at an awkward time slot.
This back row? Just the two of us.
There were people up front, but who'd turn around to look?
Gulp.
Dry saliva slid down my throat.
On screen, the leads' wet, fleshy slaps and gasps filled the theater.
I made up my mind. Slowly, discreetly, I moved my right hand.
At first, I reached for her full breasts.
No.
If I was taking control, I had to cross the line properly.
Slide...
It slipped downward.
Hiking up the hem of her thin skirt, my fingers immediately tapped over her panties, right on her pussy.
"Hah...!"
Eunha's shoulders jerked hard.
She'd expected my hand on her chest, huh? Her eyes widened—I could see it.
The sensation at my fingertips was unreal.
The thin cotton of her panties was already soaked transparent with her slick arousal.
As I started rubbing slowly over it, she bit her lip hard, arching her waist in a curve.
-High...♡ "Hng♡ Haah..."
The heroine's moans from the movie blended perfectly with Eunha's muffled whimpers leaking beside me.
"W-wait a sec...!"
I yanked her panties down roughly, letting them hang at her thighs.
Then I slid my fingers in, caressing her drenched folds directly.
Squelch. Squish.
Every time my fingers scraped her sensitive walls, her thighs clamped tight around my arm.
"Haa... My honey's gotten way bolder, huh?"
Eunha panted roughly but smirked defiantly, like she wouldn't back down.
She reached out too.
Zip...
Unzipping my pants without hesitation, pulling down my underwear, she dragged out my throbbing cock, swollen to bursting.
"I'll make you feel just as good."
Her soft fingers wrapped firmly around the hot shaft.
"Ugh...!"
"Shh. Gotta watch the movie, right? These tickets weren't cheap."
She whispered playfully in my ear, starting to stroke up and down.
My eyes fixed on the screen's raw sex scene, while my sense of touch was lost in ravaging each other's genitals.
I teased her inner walls lightly; she gripped my cock tight, picking up speed.
The theater's massive sound system made our wet friction noises feel like background music.
"Haa... Nngh, Dojin... Hic...♡" "Ngh... Eunha."
Our pleasure chased each other upward in a rising spiral.
But Eunha wasn't satisfied just jerking my lower half.
She squeezed harder with the hand on my cock, glancing up at me with wet eyes...
"Hng... What, is that all you got?"
"...Huh?"
"You said you'd make me see you as a man. Seduce me. But you're just wiggling your fingers?"
Childish, blatant provocation again.
"...Yeah?"
I replied curtly. Then roughly yanked my hand from inside her.
"Wha...?"
As she startled and tried to look up,
I grabbed the back of her head with my right hand.
And slammed her face down hard.
"Mmph...!"
Plunge.
No escape—my massive cock rammed root-deep into her mouth.
Her soft lips mashed against my groin; I felt it hit the depths of her throat.
"Mguh! Guwooph...!"
Her eyes bulged.
Caught off guard by my move, she gagged and tried to pull back.
But I gripped her head harder.
She got the message, surely.
No escape.
"Guhk...! Krghk...!"
Choking, her hands started slapping my thighs.
But I didn't let go.
Instead, I signaled: Not till I cum.
Eyes locked on the movie's sex scene.
"Mguh... Slurp, schluuup...!"
In the end, to survive, to breathe, she had no choice but to wrap her tongue around my cock and suck like mad.
Her throat scraped roughly, ragged nasal breaths, teary eyes gazing up at me.
The movie's climax. The leads' moans filling the theater.
"Hoo..."
I couldn't hold back anymore. Gripping her head tight, I unleashed.
Deepest in her throat. That narrow, hot esophagus.
Spurt! Spuuuurt!
"Guhk...! Mguh, gulp... gulp..."
Eunha scratched at my thighs, trembling, but swallowed every drop I pumped out.
Her throat bobbed visibly, the gulps clear even over the theater noise.
After the last drop, I slowly released her head.
"Pha...! *Cough, hack...!"
She coughed violently, lifting her head.
Semen and saliva she couldn't swallow trailed from her lips like white threads.
Tears rimmed her reddened eyes.
Panting, looking up at me.
"Haa... S-sorry, I... pushed too far? Honey... Hic..."
She wiped her mouth, tears trickling, but that was all she said to me...
The movie ended, and we headed back home.
Eunha still flushed, cradling her cheeks, giggling.
"Haa... Today was the best. Lemme rate our movie date: 1000 out of 100."
"...That good?"
"Duh! You wouldn't let go even when I was slapping your thighs, choking. Thought I was gonna die for real."
She poked my chest, face in bliss, rattling off her review.
"I hinted before. I'm secretly an M. I act like I'm in control, shaking you up, but really? I go crazy when you handle me rough and forceful. In bed, just use me hard, honey."
I scratched my cheek awkwardly.
The pleasure, the conquest—sure, undeniable. But still...
"Even if that's your thing... feels like I'm bullying you."
"Bullying how?"
"Choking you till tears stream, forcing you... kinda criminal, and I feel bad."
She furrowed her brow slightly, shaking her head firmly.
"Don't say stupid shit. You can't do that, Dojin."
"But still..."
"I love it, so why feel guilty? Push hard, confidently. If you wanna seduce me from now on, match my tastes perfectly. Got it?"
She wasn't wrong. If she got off on it, no reason for me to hesitate.
I sighed long, nodding in resignation.
"...Got it. I'll try."
Sunset came, evening settling in.
While Eunha showered in the bathroom, I lounged on the sofa, staring blankly at the TV.
Bzzz. Bzzz.
My smartphone on the table vibrated briefly.
Screen showed a messenger notification.
Sender: Obviously Eunha. The current one, that is.
I replied.
I typed the title of that R-rated romance we'd seen, no big deal.
Added that it wasn't as fun as expected.
Three words. Text radiating some dangerous vibe.
Cold sweat trickled down my spine. Who with?
The you from the future, obviously. My future wife.
But I couldn't say that straight up.
My trailing reply got an instant hit back.
My hand sweated on the phone. How to dodge this?
Say a friend? Two guys at an R-rated romance? Insane.
Right after sending, the chat's "1" vanished sharp. Then, moments later.
I agonized over a reply when my phone rang—Eunha calling.
[Incoming call]
I flinched and let it ring out.
...
Big trouble.