Movie Theater Etiquette (Patreon)

Sil had been wanting to see Oppenheimer for MONTHS. Ever since he saw the first trailer for it, he was hyped. He was a big fan of Christopher Nolan, the film’s director. Who wasn’t? Ever since his masterpiece of a superhero movie The Dark Knight graced the tuxedo cat’s eyes, he was hooked on the Nolan drug like so many others. But he and his girlfriend Alex lived busy lives, they had a lot of time for drinking and partying in between their college classes, but going to the movie theater was a little bit more difficult to fit into a packed freshman and sophomore schedule. Which was such a shame since there was a mall with a movie theater barely 15 minutes from campus. 

With July 21st (the release date of Oppenheimer) circled on the tearaway calendar that the black and white cat had pinned to the corkboard on the wall above his desk, he did everything in his power to clear his schedule so that he could take Alex out on a movie date, one that was more for him than it was for her, but was quality time with the girlfriend nonetheless. He made sure he was all caught up on his assignments, studied ahead for the classes he’d miss on Friday, and even emailed a few of his professors with an honest explanation as to what he was going to get up to instead of attending the classes that he was taking on student loan debt for. He only did that with professors that were chill though, he had to lie to Miss Muesen from Economics 101 because she was a straight-up cunt. With his schedule cleared, the tuxedo cat got dressed in his best black pants, and dress shirt, checked his fit in the mirror, and headed out the door. He tapped his index fingers together as he approached his tigress girlfriend’s dorm room to ask her out on a movie date. 

He stopped in front of Alex’s dorm and took in a deep breath as he hyped himself up and recalled the tiny script that he had prepared in advance. He sometimes forgot that they were already dating; it felt unreal that his high school senior crush was the one sucking his dick almost every day. If only he could travel back in time and tell his younger self that this was his future, high school would have been much easier with that to look forward to. 

One knock, two knocks, three knocks, four; that’s how many it took for Alex to come to the door. The tigress swung the door inward and leaned against it with a happy smile on her face. “Sil! I thought you had class?” Alex was in a loosely fitting red tank top and the salmon-striped tennis skirt that she liked to wear even when she wasn’t smacking green balls across the court. Her hair was a little messy, too, Sil could tell that she had been twirling it with her fingers; a bad habit that she occasionally picked up whenever it was exam time. Midterms were a week ago, but the tigress still hadn’t shaken her temporary habit yet. The habit wasn’t all bad though, as they sometimes produced better curls in her hair than a curling iron ever could. Sil found himself distracted by the lone perfect curl in the tigress’s hair and had to blink rapidly to snap out of it. 

The black and white cat put on his best smile and leaned against the doorframe, too, with one arm up over his head to hold onto the top of the doorframe the way the cool jockey frat boys in the movies always did whenever they needed to add a little extra rizz to their already douchey yet effective charm. It worked for Sil, too, although he was too skinny to be a douchey frat boy. 

“I was thinking, since you don’t have any classes today, we could go catch a movie?” the black cat raised an eyebrow at his girlfriend; his smile beamed at her like a spotlight on a stage.

Alex looked up at Sil with a raised brow when he avoided her question regarding the class that he was supposed to be in, her brow only climbed in altitude when he invited her to the movies. It took her a few seconds and a quick glance at the calendar that she also had pinned on a corkboard above her desk to realize what day it was. Her eyes widened and her pupils dilated as she looked at the calendar across the room. “July 21st.” the tigress said in a whisper to herself before she turned to face her boyfriend just as he was gesturing his hand out toward her and opening his mouth to say something. 

“I was thinking we could go see Oppen-.”

“BARBIE!” The tigress cut her boyfriend off with a sudden squeak. The high-pitched sound that came out from her stunned Sil for a second and he stared at her with wide eyes as if she had just said a slur like a YouTuber crossing a bridge in a video game. 

He cleared his throat before he continued. 

“Ahem… I was thinking we could watch Oppenheimer together.” The tuxedo cat smiled wide without showing any of his teeth, which made cute little dimples appear on his cheeks. He continued to lean against Alex’s doorframe and look at her with his smile, oh so full of charm, that very dorky charm that the tigress found difficult to say no to. With a shrug of her shoulders, the tigress turned to grab the keys from the glass bowl by the door and twirled them around on her index finger. Still leaning against her door, she looked up at her boyfriend with an inquisitive eyebrow once more. “How long is the movie?” 

“3 hours-ish?” Sil scratched the back of his head as he answered. He wasn’t quite sure what the actual runtime of the movie was, but since it was a Nolan picture, he assumed it would hit at least 180 minutes. Expecting the tigress not to like his answer, since she had mentioned her distaste for ridiculously long movies to him a few times before, he quickly tried to think of something that would convince her to say yes. But he didn’t have to; the tigress tossed her keys at him and grinned. “Okay!” Alex shrugged her shoulders. Her keys landed square against Sil’s chest and he fumbled his hands around to catch them before they fell to the ground. Once he caught the keys in his hands, he looked down at them and realized that they weren’t her dorm keys, but instead, car keys. He rubbed his thumb over the embossed “H” on the fob and raised his brows at the tiger. 

“What’s this?” he asked, confused. He knew what it was, of course, but he also knew that Alex didn’t have a car. 

With a raised brow of her own, the tigress shifted her weight off from the door, grabbed another set of keys from the bowl, and brushed passed the tuxedo cat as she walked out of her dorm room. “My car keys.” The tigress said with a smile, used her tail to wrap around the door handle, and pulled it closed behind her as she walked away. The door closed with a soft click and it left Sil with his forehead hovering less than an inch from it. After a second of collecting his thoughts and trying his best to wrap his head around the mysterious car keys in his hand, he turned around to follow her. 

“Siiiiiiiince when do you have a car?” the tuxedo cat asked as he sped up to catch up with Alex. Once he was walking beside her, he slowed down. Alex turned to face her boyfriend just as he caught up to her, “Since today.” she cooed. 

Even more perplexed than before, Sil furrowed his eyebrows together, “Wha…” but before he could press further into how she was able to acquire the vehicle, the tigress interjected. 

“Did you excuse yourself from your afternoon classes, too? Or do you have to rush back to class once the movie is over.” Alex asked as they walked through the halls of the dorm. After about two dozen steps, they arrived at the elevators and Alex pressed the button to call one up to take them down. While they waited for the elevator, Alex leaned against the wall, and Sil walked up to her with her keys in his hand and a smile spread on his face. He couldn’t help but purr as he got closer and closer to his girlfriend. And once he was close enough, he went in for a kiss on her lips. The kiss lasted just a hair longer than 30 seconds and was only interrupted by the ding announcing the arrival of their ride. 

‘Ding!’

“Mhhnm.” Sil let out a soft purr and smacked his lips. He could never get enough of the tigress’s tasty lips and fangs. He was about to push the tigress into the elevator and continue kissing her, but the tiger was a little bit faster and was able to pull him into a kiss as she backed into the elevator. Alex bumped into the handrail in the back of the elevator as she pulled the black and white cat’s face into hers. 

“Myyyyeah…” Sil answered Alex’s question, albeit with a massive delay that would have had him removed from any online game. “Got out of all my classes today.” He spoke in between kisses as the elevator went from the fifth floor to the fourth, third, second, and then the ground floor. The elevator doors slid open after another loud ding and their kiss broke again. 

“Good, that means you’re watching Barbie with me after we watch your silly bomb movie,” Alex said with a grin as she pushed herself off of the wall that she was leaning against. Sil was in the middle of leaning in to kiss the tigress again when she pushed away from the wall and walked out of the elevator, so he was left stunned again, with his head just a few inches from the wall. He bit his lip, let out a chuckle, and shook his head before he turned on his heels and skipped after her. 

Alex was incredibly fast this time, having gone from the elevators to the car park outside of the dorms within just a few seconds. By the time Sil had caught up to her, she was already standing next to her car and presenting it to him with jazz hands. 

“Ta-da!” the tigress wiggled her hands in the direction of the car that she was standing beside and smiled. It was an orange Honda Civic, a few years behind the newest model, but it had all the bells and whistles that a modern car offered. All Alex really cared about was the color and whether it was able to take her from point A to point B. She was the furthest thing from a car nut, that much was clear. But she looked excited, and she had reason to be! It was the first car that she had ever bought with her own money. Plus, it was the same color as her. Fun, right?

“Now we can go on dates and trips and stuff further away if we wanted!” the tigress purred. “C’mon! We’re NEVER going to miss the movie with this! It goes SUPER FAST.” Alex jumped up and down as she played the part of hype man for her car. 

Sil watched with a smile as her girlfriend did her cute little jump. “Okay, okay. But we’re going EXACTLY the speed limit. I am not getting a TICKET for speeding just because you say the car is fast.” He said with a chuckle and a slight shake of his head as he walked up to the car, unlocked it, and got in the driver’s seat. Alex got into the passenger’s seat right after and buckled herself in. She then leaned forward to tap a few things on the display in the middle of the center console and turned on an upbeat and fast song about driving very, very, VERY fast; Speed Drive by Charli XCX. Which was one of the songs from the Barbie movie, what a coincidence. 

The combination of the speed and tempo of that song did make Sil go over the speed limit and they got to the mall where the movie theater was in record time. 

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Weekday mornings were one of the best times to go to the movies. The theaters weren’t as full and as a result, the ticket prices were much lower than in the evening. Supply and demand BABY (the only useful thing Ms. Muesen ever taught). With their movie tickets in one hand and popcorn drinks in the other, they rode the escalator up to their designated IMAX theater. 

The IMAX theater was HUGE. It resembled an auditorium more than your typical movie theater. And once Alex and Sil were in, they moved to find their seats, which were dead center, as recommended by Chrissy Nolan himself, according to Sil, at least. With their tushes in their seats, they watched as a few other weekday moviegoers joined them and the title cards for the various studios that had a hand in making the movie played. Sil had a big dumb smile spread on his face as the movie started and immediately started shoveling popcorn into his mouth. Alex turned to look at him when she heard him purr and smiled a little, too. Even if she wasn’t so invested in the movie, she was very happy that her boyfriend was. Alex did become more and more invested in the movie over the course of the three hours though, and by the end of it, her jaw was agape and she had so many questions that she knew Sil would be able to answer. 

As they walked out of the IMAX theater, Alex clung to Sil’s side and started yapping away at him with her questions. “Did the government really do him dirty like that?” asked the tiger as she wrapped her arms around her boyfriend’s and clung to his side. 

“Mhnm, yeah, they retracted it all, but of course, way too late since he was already dead,” Sil replied with a cute smile on his lips as he turned to look at his girlfriend.

“That’s shitty,” Alex mumbled. “And did he really say ‘Now I Am Become Death, the Destroyer of Worlds’? while he was fucking that woman?” the tigress raised her brows. Sil immediately let out a laugh and shrugged his shoulders. “I think that might have been the extra Nolan spice. But he was known to say that a lot, it’s from that book that he reads in the beginning.” 

“So, it’s possible that he ACTUALLY said it.” Alex raised her brows even further and laughed, too. 

The tuxedo cat nodded and turned around to smooch his girlfriend on her cheek as they stepped onto the escalator to head down to the box office again. “I kind of think it’s a cool thing to say while cumming.” Sil chuckled. 

“Oh shut up, it is NOT.”

“Two tickets for Barbie, please.”

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Barbie was more Alex’s kind of movie; she was the one smiling and purring giddily as the title cards played. And Sil, who sat to her left, was looking at her just like how she was looking at him earlier; with a soft and happy smile spread across his face, happy to see his girlfriend happy. 

As the movie went on, Sil was surprised by how witty it was. He found himself laughing out loud more than he thought he would. But since he wasn’t so familiar with the Barbie toys and the Barbie lore, he had a few questions of his own to ask Alex. But unlike with Alex and the Explodey-Boom-Boom Depression Movie, the black and white cat’s questions were bothering him so much that he needed them answered as soon as possible. 

“So…” Sil leaned his head toward the tigress’s ears and whispered, “Who is Alan?”

Alex leaned in toward her boyfriend to listen to his question. With her mouth full of popcorn, she had to take a few seconds to chew and swallow before she could answer. She kept her voice low in a whisper so as to not disturb the other moviegoers; of which there were considerably more than the screening of Oppenheimer since it was now a little later in the day. While they still had the entire row to themselves, the rows in front of them and behind them had a few clusters of people. “Alan’s supposed to be Ken’s best friend and the father to Midge’s baby. And there was only one kind of him, that’s why there’s only one of him while there’s a lot of Barbies and Kens.” 

Sil nodded and leaned back into his seat once his question was answered, but then, another question popped into his head. But he scooped a handful of popcorn from the bucket in his lap into his mouth first and had to crunch, chew, and swallow before he could ask it. 

Alex reached for the popcorn bucket in Sil’s lap for some more kernels but she wasn’t looking when she did it and missed the bucket. She ended up grabbing Sil’s thigh and the faux-tent in his pants formed by his zipper a few times, which in turn made Sil tense up. After three misgrabs, she finally found the bucket and shoved a bunch of popcorn into her mouth happily. 

Once the tuxedo cat had swallowed the popcorn in his mouth, he asked his question. “Are there really that many Barbies?” 

“Mhnm, there’s a LOT of different skews of Barbie. The movie doesn’t even come close to how many there actually are.” Alex replied with a mouthful of popcorn. Her eyes were glued to the screen, and while she still hadn’t finished the popcorn in her mouth yet, she reached her hand over toward her boyfriend’s lap again to get a refill. She missed and grabbed the black and white cat’s crotch again. This time, though, his faux tent wasn’t so faux anymore. When she realized that she was touching his dick through his pants and getting him hard, she quickly turned to look at him, moved her hand into the popcorn bucket, grabbed her handful, and pulled away. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to.” 

Sil shrugged his shoulders and tilted his head down to look at his crotch as his dick slowly got hard underneath. He then looked at Alex and whispered, “It’s fine. That just means you still have the magic touch.” He teased. 

Alex rolled her eyes and looked back at the big screen in front of her to continue watching the movie. The right corner of her mouth curled into a sneaky little smirk once she turned away and Sil couldn’t see that side of her face anymore. Once she swallowed the goopy chewed-up popcorn in her mouth, she shoved the next handful in right after and then reached her hand to the right to grab some more. Her hand landed square on Sil’s crotch this time, and instead of correcting course, she just let her hand rest there against the cat’s growing tent, feeling the warmth radiate through his pants and listening for the slight fabric stretch squeak as his dick pushed tested the elastics of his boxers and slacks. Impressively, his pants were able to accommodate his dick as it grew from flaccid to a respectable seven inches. And while his pants were able to handle it, walking around with your slacks protruding outward like there’s a poorly hidden zucchini in it was not something you wanted to do. Modern etiquette and all. The tigress started with just resting her hand against Sil’s bulge, but as she watched the movie and crunched the popcorn in her mouth, she slid her hand up and over the taught fabric and gave the tube outline in his pants a few firm squeezes as she moved from firm base of his shaft all the way to the squishier and more sensitive tip of his dick.

The squeeze to the tip of his dick made Sil let out a moan that he disguised as a whisper. He tilted his head down to direct his moan somewhere where the other moviegoers wouldn’t be able to hear. His legs shook, his tail fuzzed up, and his dick throbbed so hard in his pants that they became a size too small each time his dick bounced upward. 

“Alex… C’mon…” Sil whispered a complaint as Alex’s hand continued to move up and down along the outline that his dick left in his pants. Despite his complaint, he moved the popcorn bucket down to the ground to give the tigress a little more room to play with. He looked left, right, in front, and behind to make sure no one was looking, then let out another moan as the tiger’s soft and nimble fingers ran over the tip of his dick again. 

“Mmmmhhhnnnnnnnng…” This time, he wasn’t able to hide his moan too well and he involuntarily bucked his hips forward into Alex’s hand as she played with his bulge. The moan and the thrust into the tigress’s hand were enough to get her to turn to face him with a raised eyebrow. Her smirk was still there, too, and once Sil saw that he knew he was in trouble. 

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For their age, the seats in the movie theater were surprisingly sturdy. After years and years of being folded downward and sat on, one would expect them to be super squeaky around the hinges and supports. While they were designed to support just one person sitting on each seat at a time, they had to be able to support different body types and species, which was why the chair didn’t collapse once the tigress climbed over the tuxedo cat and sat in his lap. 

With the row of seats all to themselves, Alex pushed the armrests flanking Sil’s sides up and pulled the cushion on the seat to his right down to give them a little more wiggle room to enjoy what they were going to get up to. Sil protested at first, scared that the other people in the cinema with them would catch on to what they were doing. But with that smirk on her face and the tigress already sitting on him, there was no way to stop her. 

Sil’s boner pressed up against the fabric of his boxers and pants and the outline of his dick rubbed against the tigress’s thighs as she slid over him. Once she was settled in place, his dick rubbed against her panties-covered crotch under that salmon-striped skirt that she was wearing. Even with his clothes and Alex’s in the way, he could feel the warmth radiating from her pussy, which drove him mad. 

“Alex, we shouldn’t.” Sil protested again. 

Alex acted so nonchalant about what she was doing, her eyes still locked on the silver screen watching as Ryan Gosling’s Ken learned the concept of patriarchy. All while her boyfriend Sil was struggling to keep his feelings under wraps underneath her. It didn’t help that Alex started to slowly grind her hips and press their crotches harder into each other, either. She rolled her hips and ground her pink panties into the pipe in Sil’s pants. 

The more Alex rubbed against him, the more his dick twitched and throbbed. The tightness he was experiencing with his pants had started to become uncomfortable for him. And while he didn’t say anything about it, Alex could tell from the look on his face whenever she turned to answer more of his many questions that he could use a little help. 

“W-was that the song we listened to on the way h-hhnnnnf here?” 

“Mhm, great song for speeding.” Alex nudged her head in the direction of the screen as she reached a hand down to start undoing the button and zipper keeping Sil’s sausage under wraps. With a soft pop of the button from its little hoop, the zipper on his pants practically unzipped itself. 

‘Zzzzzzzzzzzzzziiiiiiiiiiiiiip!’  

His bulged-out boxers spilled from the opening in his pants like the filling of an overstuffed jelly donut. With a convenient slit in the front meant for easy access to his dick when he needed to relieve himself, the tigress blindly fished her hand into the cat boy’s boxers as she watched the movie. It took her a few seconds of wiggling her fingers into such a tight space before she was able to curl her fingers around her boyfriend’s shaft and pull it out.

‘Fwp.’ The black and white cat’s dick was whipped out from his pants and out into the open and throbbed repeatedly. After fishing his dick out from her boyfriend’s pants, the tigress put her hands down them again to fish out his balls, too. And after a few seconds, his hefty black pair of cat nuts slipped free of its fabric prison. 

With both his dick and balls out in the cool air of the theater, Sil let out a sigh of relief. His balls tucked upward ever so slightly as the breeze from the AC vent on the ceiling blew right up against those orbs. The fur on his arms stood up a little and he glanced to look at Alex when he saw her bring her hand up to her face. 

‘Snff.’ The tigress took in a deep breath with the hand she used to get her boyfriend’s dick out of his pants up against her nose and let out a happy little chuff. The corner of her mouth morphed into a smirk again, and while her eyes were glued to Margot Robbie running away from Will Ferrell, she shuffled around in Sil’s lap, reached a hand underneath her skirt, and lifted her legs up carefully. Curious as to what the tigress was up to after her smirk gave away that she was up to something, Sil craned his neck forward just enough to peek over her shoulder and down to where all the commotion and shuffling was happening. When he saw that Alex was peeling her panties off, his dick throbbed so hard that he felt lightheaded from the sudden transfer of blood from his head to the veins in his dick. The way the pink cotton peeled from her wet pussy like a piece of cloth covered in alien slime had him bucking his hips involuntarily again, too, which made Alex bounce up enough to be noticed by the people seated in the rows behind them. 

“You’re going to get us caught, house cat,” Alex whispered to Sil and chuckled. She had her panties hanging off of her left leg and proceeded to gently shake them off and onto the floor. With her panties off, Alex pulled her tank top up to let her tits out, leaned against Sil, and lined her pussy up with the tip of his dick, all while keeping her attention directed at the movie.

Sil, whose body was faster to react to what was going on than his head, finally put two-and-two together and protested his girlfriend’s actions. But he wasn’t leaning one way or the other, as what came out of his mouth was more neutral than outright refusal. “I don’t think this is a good idea, Alex…” the shakiness in his voice added to the uncertain tone. He wasn’t sure if it was the cool AC blowing on his dick and balls, the warmth of the tigress’s wet pussy being so close to the tip of his dick, or the fear of getting caught that made his voice crack like a teenager going through puberty. He knew that he didn’t want to get into trouble with the law for public indecency, but he also really wanted to have sex with Alex. 

“No one is going to know if you keep quiet,” Alex said with a smile and rolled her hips forward to press her pussy just enough against Sil’s dick for him to be able to feel her wet pussy lips paint over it like a paintbrush. Alex draped one arm over Sil’s shoulder and moved her other hand to grab his dick as she got ready to guide it inside her. “So… Just… Hush… And watch… the movie…” Alex’s smirk grew and she let out a soft moan in the pauses between her words. She tightened her grip around the shaft of the cat boy’s cock and gently moved his dick in a circular motion that dragged his tip over her wet labia in circles, over and over. She bit her lip as her sensitive bits met with Sil’s and Sil leaned his head back so far that he ended up staring at the ceiling as he tried his best not to squirm. 

‘Schlk, shlrp, schulk.’

With her wetness thoroughly coated over the tip of Sil’s dick, Alex stopped drawing circles on her pussy with it. She let his dick rest and throb against her pussy for a couple of seconds before she took in a deep but quiet breath, held it, and lowered herself down on his dick. With her hand guiding it in, the slightly awkward position that they were in was no issue and Sil’s uncut dick slid into her like a Chicago glizzy into a buttered-up bun. His dick’s turtleneck peeled back and exposed his glans to the tigress’s warm and welcoming pussy walls as it slid in. The warmth that surrounded his dick as Alex slid further down it made him clench his hands around the cushioning of his seat. With his head still leaned back and his eyes locked to the soundproof padding of the ceiling, he tried the slow breathing approach with deep breaths in through his nose and out through his mouth. The deeper his dick sunk into Alex, the harder it became for the tuxedo cat to keep his moans from coming out. He tried though, he really did.

‘Slllllllllck.’

Alex slid down Sil’s dick until she couldn’t slide down it anymore. With all of her boyfriend’s dick inside her, the tigress also found it a little challenging to stay quiet. The slight upward curve that Sil’s dick came equipped with had the tip of his dick digging into her sensitive pussy walls and gave her that feeling of “fullness” that she always liked about getting piped. Once her clit kissed the skin and fur of his ball sack, she sat still and gave Sil time to adjust to the new warmth that surrounded his schlong.

“Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhnnnng…” Sil couldn’t hold back his moans any longer. The way Alex’s pussy wrapped around his dick so snugly like a warm, sticky, and wet glove drove him crazy and had him cum brained for at least a minute after the initial penetration. It happened almost every time, had Alex not known better she would have thought he was having an allergic reaction of some sort. Being allergic to pussy would be most unfortunate. His eyes were half-lid, his mouth agape, and his tongue struggled to find footing in a mouth it had been a part of for over 20 years. It was fun to watch his expression as it shifted from his usual sly charm to down bad and depraved. Yet, somehow, he still looked perfect, even high on pussy. However, Alex was biased since he was her boyfriend and she thought he looked handsome no matter what.  

Alex was mostly in command of her pussy’s clenching, but there were a few that happened out of her control. Those involuntary ones were often stronger, as her body's natural reaction to having a dick inside of it was to get it to fill her with seed. With each clench, Alex’s abdomen visibly tensed up for a few seconds before relaxing.

The tigress sat on Sil’s dick without moving for about a minute before she slowly started to grind her hips, smoothly rolling them in a rhythm and dragging her clit over the cat’s balls. As soon as she made the slightest bit of movement, Sil started to moan unacceptably loudly. Where was this cat’s movie theater etiquette? 

“HHHHHNNNNAAAAYYHHH… Hahaha!” Sil tried his best to disguise his moan into a laugh. Luckily, the scene on screen was somewhat funny, so he got away with it this time. The feeling of Alex’s pussy around his dick was incredible enough, but the added thrill of public sex pushed him over the edge, and even the slightest movement from the tigress made him mrowl like a housecat going through a rut with a plushie. 

Sil’s moans weren’t going to deter the tigress, however. She continued to roll her hips and grind herself on her boyfriend’s dick, clenching and squeezing his meat until a mixture of her pussy juice and his precum slowly sept out of her and soaked into the short fuzz on his balls. Plus, she had an easy solution for the cat boy’s moans; covering his mouth with something that had sound-dampening properties. 

Alex placed her left hand down on the cushion of the seat underneath her and slowly readjusted herself in Sil’s lap. She pushed herself up slightly, pulled herself halfway off of his dick, and put her foot on his knee to keep herself from sliding back down. Sil was just about to let out a moan as he felt his dick slide out of Alex, but as he opened his mouth, he felt it get stuffed by something soft and fuzzy that also curled itself around the rest of his face. 

“Hhh… Mrrrfffm!”

“There we go, much better. Now watch the movie, I can answer any questions you have after.” The tigress grinned as she raised her brow and turned to look at him. Her smirk was at maximum smugness as she watched her tail wrap around Sil’s face and stuff its white end into his mouth. With her boyfriend sufficiently served his gag order, Alex let out a happy sigh, turned her attention back to the movie, and slowly started riding Sil’s dick. 

“There we go… That’s it…” Those were the last words Alex whispered to him as she increased her pace to one that was comfortable and fast enough to get Sil to cum inside of her, yet incognito enough that they could still watch the movie. Alex bit her lip just slightly as she rode her boyfriend’s dick and her pussy continued to clench around his dick tight as she pulled herself up and off of it. The lipgrip that the tigress’s pussy formed around his schmeat made a soft wet sound that luckily, they could pass off as them sipping their sodas, kind of. 

‘Sllllpppp. Schlllllllck. Slllllllppppp.’

The faster Alex went, the more Sil instinctively tried to fight back against the tail keeping him gagged. But it was fruitless, the tigress’s tail had him muffled. He took deep breaths through his nose and occasionally bucked his hips upward whenever the feeling of Alex’s clenching pussy tugging on his cock felt too good. The movie was the last thing on his mind at this point, he wasn’t able to see the screen so well with half-lidded eyes, anyway, not to mention whenever his eyes rolled into the back of his head. 

Oh, how he wished Alex didn’t go all the way down on his dick every single time, that way maybe he would be able to last at least until the next act of the movie. But that’s not the kind of game that Alex was playing. She wanted him to struggle not to cum, that first instance of that smirk on her face when she “accidentally” missed the popcorn bucket in his lap was an early tell. He still tried his best regardless, though. But every time she pushed herself down all the way to his balls, he felt like he was about to bust. 

Alex felt her legs shake ever so slightly each time she took Sil’s dick down to the hilt. Whenever she did that, Sil’s dick would throb so hard and rub into just the right spots inside of her. She was much better at keeping quiet, though. She and Sil were no strangers to each other tells for when the other was about to cum. For Alex, in addition to her legs shaking, her toes would curl, her pussy would clench slower but much harder, and she’d often try to bite something like a pillow or the bedsheets. While Sil would grumble and growl in between purrs, his legs would tense up, and he’d start having some trouble keeping his eyes open. Oh, and his balls would tuck upward and churn; if you listened closely enough you could hear it, too, something that Alex found incredibly sexy. 

Sil had ticked two out of four of his tells (eyes and legs) while Alex only ticked one (legs). But the goal wasn’t for Alex to cum, it was for poor pent-up Sil to, so he could not have a boner in the movie theater like a heathen. 

‘Schllllllk! Schlllllllk! Schlllllllllllllk!’ 

After five or so minutes of Alex milking his cock and riding it almost as hard as the one time she rode a mechanical bull, Sil started to grumble in between his purrs, his balls tucked upward, and the contents of his coin purse churned like a thick mac’ n cheese sauce being stirred in a pot on a hot stove. Sil’s eyes rolled into the back of his head and he gently bit down on the tail stuffed into his mouth. Not enough for it to hurt, similar to the way a snow leopard would hold its own tail in its mouth. With all four of his tells checked, Alex grinned and slid up and down his cock like that one Kanye West song, Harder, Faster, Stronger. The seats they were on creaked lightly each time Alex dropped her weight down on them and her clit kissed the churning balls underneath her. She clenched harder each time, too. So hard that she got a bit carried away and accidentally pulled herself completely off of Sil’s dick. 

‘Schlllllllck. Plop!’ 

Having his dick pulled out from Alex’s cunt pushed Sil over the edge; his balls tucked upward one last time and his dick did one final throb. He also let out a muffled moan that overpowered the sound-dampening capabilities of Alex’s tail. 

“Hhhnnmmmmmmmmrrrfff!” 

Alex was lucky that she had fast reflexes. As soon as Sil’s dick popped out of her love tunnel and flung strings of their mixed juices all over the place, she quickly grabbed it, realigned it with her pussy’s entrance, and slid all the way back down it until his tucked-up balls were pressed firmly against her clit and labia. She slid down the cat’s pole so fast that it knocked the wind out of her slightly. 

‘SCHHHHHHHHLLLLLLLLLCK! PHHHHF.’

“Hrrrrrmppp!”

The tiger clenched her pussy hard once she got all the way down on Sil’s dick again and fought clench to throb as Sil shot rope after rope of his virile seed inside her. Alex purred and chuffed as she was filled with warmth that spread all inside her. It felt like she had a warm compress against her abdomen that got warmer and warmer the more Sil pumped his DNA into her. She bit her lip, curled her toes, and continued to grind her hips into his. She reached a hand toward Sil’s crotch to grab and hold his hefty balls to feel them as they tucked and churned out his sticky and gooey mess into her where it belonged. 

‘Splurt, splort, splurt.’

Sil was in heaven. His hips bucked forward with each rope of cum that shot out from his dick. He groaned, grunted, purred, and moaned, but all that the other moviegoers could hear was the movie. As he pumped thick rope after thick rope of his semen into his girlfriend, his half-lid eyes opened up just a little, and he looked forward toward the screen just in time to see the Kens take over Barbieland. As his balls were emptied into his girlfriend’s pussy, the only thing that ran through his mind was the quote from Oppenheimer that his girlfriend had questions about. 

“Now I Am Become Death, the Destroyer of Worlds.” Sil said his thoughts out loud, although it was muffled by the tail in his mouth and around his face, so it sounded more like, “Mhm ham heham hhhm hehorher omh horrhds.” His eyelids became heavy again as he continued shooting goo, and by the time he was down to his last rope, or ooze, rather, he was barely able to keep his eyes open at all. 

He closed his eyes for a little bit.

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The next thing that Sil knew was that the movie was over; his dick was back in his pants, and Alex had her panties back on and tank top back down. The credits rolled to a new remix of Barbie Girl by Aqua. When he turned to look at Alex, he saw her with the popcorn bucket in her lap, crunching on the kernels happily. It took her a few seconds to notice that Sil was back, but when she did, she smiled at him and extended the handful of popcorn that was just about to go into her mouth toward him. 

Sil politely shook his head and looked down at himself. Expecting to see a mess of cum and pussy juice, he was surprised when he saw nothing at all. Alex took the handful of popcorn back and shoved it into her mouth with a loud crunch. 

“Did you like the movie?” Alex asked with a smile. 

Sil, realizing that Alex probably didn’t notice that he had fallen asleep, rubbed the back of his head and considered whether or not he should play along and pretend that he was awake the entire time. When he made up his mind and went along with it, he nodded. “Yeah! Margot Robbie really is perfect for the role of Barbie.” He gave the most generic, wide-net response that he could think of to make himself sound more believable. A lot of things ran through his mind as he looked at his girlfriend, hoping she believed him. At what point during the movie did he fall asleep? Did he dream… That? He must have, there was no mess, not a single piece of evidence anywhere that pointed to them having fucked in the movie theater. With a confused brow, he continued to stare at his girlfriend, hoping maybe she could help clear up his confusion. 

Alex appeared to believe him at first, but then she gave him the look; “Uh-huh… You slept through the second half of it…” She rolled her eyes. 

Sil, caught red-handed, blushed red and rubbed the back of his head again. “Heh… Yeah… I don’t even know when I fell asleep… I think I blinked a little too long. And next thing I know the credits are rolling.” He gestured to the credits rolling on the giant screen in front of them. 

The tigress rolled her eyes again and stood up from her seat. With the popcorn bucket in one hand, she offered her other hand to Sil to help him up from his. Sil took her hand, pulled himself up with a grunt, and they walked out of the theater together. Sil looked back over his shoulder at their seats a few times as they walked away, just to make sure that he didn’t dream about the sex. When he saw nothing, he raised his brows and came to terms with it; it was all a dream.

“I’m not mad, because I get to tell you all about it on the drive back.” Alex cooed and stepped onto the escalator that would take them down to the lower level of the mall. Sil joined her on the same step and wrapped an arm around her, his hand grabbed her ass and gave it a nice squeeze. As his fingers dug into her rear, he felt a smidge of dampness and stickiness on her panties. He turned to look at her and saw that she was already looking at him. She had that very same smirk in the corner of her mouth again; the one that she did when she was up to no good. 

“So, I didn’t dream that part…” Sil said with a chuckle.

Alex shook her head, “Nope.” 

Sil raised his brows, surprised, and gave Alex’s ass another firm squeeze. This time, the squeeze was so firm that he parted her pussy lips a little and caused a small gush of his cum to run out from her cunt, down her leg, and drip onto the escalator step that they were standing on. 

‘Splat… Splat… Splat…’

Noticing the cum running down his girlfriend’s leg, Sil couldn’t help but feel proud of himself, his output of semen specifically. With his hand firmly on Alex’s ass, he squeezed over and over again to get more and more of his cum to run down her leg. As they stepped off the escalator and walked through the mall toward the garage, Alex had left a trail of cum not too dissimilar to Hansel and Gretel’s trail of stones and breadcrumbs back home. 

A funny thought entered the tuxedo cat’s mind as they arrived at Alex’s car. 

He made sure not to say it aloud this time. 

“Now I Am Become Sil, the Destroyer of Pussy.”

He smirked.

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Art by Brolaren 

Sil by SilBlackmon