Let's have a Movie Night!

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There’s nothing like watching a movie, is there? It’s a chance to relax and have fun for a few hours. Whether it’s a romantic date with dinner and a movie or an outdoor film festival, it doesn’t matter.

That’s up to you.

So pick your genre, pick your location, and pick your season. Above all else?

Chillax.

The Deets:

- Post with a character.

- Like ‘The Support Group Meme’ and ‘The Adventure Meme’, post your preferences. Want a romantic date in the middle of winter? Is the Cannes Film Festival more your style? Or, do you just want a lazy afternoon in the living room with a Bond marathon going? It’s your choice.

- If you want something steamy or gory, note that too. We don’t want someone wanting a romantic tryst stumbling upon a zombie apocalypse!

- Join other film venues.

- Have fun.

[Inspired by the famed Support Group Meme and its offspring, The Adventure Meme. Special mention goes to Agent Phil Coulson here on D_M. That post is beautiful and you should feel beautiful.]

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[inyourdreams]

Her hand stopped him.

"They're too sensitive," she said. Nevermind that she didn't want to start leaking.

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"Okay," he said before kissing her neck. His hand slid down a little so he could start pushing up her shirt.

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She shifted so he could pull the shirt off.

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"Bra, too or no?" He asked as he tossed her shirt onto the coffee table.

[inyourdreams]

"No," she said with a shake of her head.

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"Okay," he said and then added, "You know I don't care, right?"

[inyourdreams]

"That my boobs might start leaking during sex?" she asked, wrinkling her nose a bit.

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"Well, yeah," he replied.

[inyourdreams]

"it's weird though," she said. And makes her feel self-conscious because she can't control it.

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He kissed her forehead. "I love you, why does it matter?"

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She shrugged.

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"Okay, okay. Bra on," he said.

[inyourdreams]

"Sorry," she said. "I just don't want to be worrying about it the whole time."

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"There's nothing you have to worry about," he said as he nuzzled her cheek. "You're perfect."

[inyourdreams]

"Thanks baby," she said as she turned to rub her nose against his.

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He half smiled. A moment later he sat up and took off his shirt.

[inyourdreams]

"You're perfect too," she said. Scars and all.

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"Good," he said as he pressed his chest against hers. "I'd hate it if you didn't think that."

[inyourdreams]

"Never," she said as her hands slid up his back. "I love you."

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"I love you too," he said and started fiddling with the front of her jeans.

[inyourdreams]

Her hands slid under the waistband of his pants at the top of his ass.

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He undid the button and then unzipped her. "Lift up," he said and started pulling down her jeans and underwear.

[inyourdreams]

She did as he asked.

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He Pulled the rest of her clothes off and tossed them aside.

[inyourdreams]

She reached for the button on his pants and started undoing them.