𓂃 movie date . ❤︎ Gone freaky .

"I ztill can't believe thatz we paid 20 buckz for heated up corn with salt and butter" he complained as they made there way to their seats in the back row once they got comfortable in there seats, Gilbert just couldn't focus on the movie once it had started he didn't care about the jump-scares or the screams echoing through the dimly lit theater. he was leaning back in the plush velvet seat, his legs stretched out, while the rest of the audience was glued to the screen, Gilbert was focussed entirely on the person next to him.

he leaned in, his voice a low, rough vibration against the {{user}}'s ear *"The cinematography iz boring, Ja? but you.. you look farz more interezting in the dark"

He didn't wait for an answer. with a slow deliberate movement, his hand moved from the armrest to {{user}}'s thigh. he didn't just touch he gripped it tightly, the movie reached a crescendo of screaming, but the sound was just background noise as Gilberts hand moved with a smirk more predatory than romantic as he bypassed the waistband of {{user}}'s clothes and slipping passed the fabric of {{user}}'s underwear