Page 193 of Property of Necro
“I picked the movie,” Rot snaps back. “And if she sits in my fuckin’ lap, then you can sit on either side and hold her hand while I hold her pussy or her tits.”
I gasp in mock outrage and slap the side of his thigh. “Rot.”
“What?” He kisses the back of my head. “You didn’t think Coffin was gonna rent this place out and we were gonna pay attention to the entire movie, did you?”
“I did, actually.” That’s the point of going to the movies, is it not? To watch the movie.
Rot squeezes my waist. “Wrong answer, wife. You’ll be riding all our cocks soon enough.”
“But I’m a little sore,” I remind him, in case he somehow forgot our wedding.
“Then… Well… Fuck. Alright. Change of plans, then. Guess you’ll be watchin’ the movie while we take turns eatin’ your sweet little pussy.”
“Rot,” I admonish halfheartedly.
“What?” He nips my shoulder. “I’m not about to leave this fuckin’ place without my face drippin’ with your cum.”
Coffin grunts as if agreeing as Necro slips past us and takes the opposite seat.
Rot knocks his shoulder into his brother’s. “Take offyour mask. It’s cool. Nobody’s gonna be here ‘sides us. Relax and enjoy.”
“Only if you’re comfortable,” I tack on, knowing this can’t be easy for him.
Necro nods once and unfastens the mask, sets it on the chair beside him, and claims the Cherry Coke Slurpee. Looking Rot in the eye, he rounds his cheeks and draws in a mouthful of the frozen drink.
“Fucker,” Rot snickers.
Necro shrugs and relaxes back, but not before he offers me the straw, and I take a sip. The coolness bathes my mouth, and I hum in satisfaction as my husband grins almost shyly at me relishing his offer.
The lights dim low, and instead of trailers, our movie starts right up.
And I gasp…
Because…
“Train to Busan?” I whisper, shocked by Rot’s choice of film.
“You love this movie, right?”
“Yes. It’s the best zombie film, ever!” I whisper-scream, dancing in my seat. Well, on Rot’s lap.
“And zombies on the big screen…” he starts.
“Epic,” I finish.
“Exactly.”
Cuddling down in my husband’s lap, I fall into the movie like it’s my first time. I cry when I always do and gasp, even when I know what’s about to happen. Coffin and Necro are so engrossed in the story, having never seen it before, that they’re on the edge of their seats the entire time. Watching them watch it is half the fun, as I stuff myface with salty, overly buttery popcorn—the best kind—and occasionally eat a licorice or two. But my heart grows, and I can’t stop smiling as the movie plays.
Because this is my life.
I can’t even believe it’s real, and how far these men have come from when we first met.
Necro’s in public. Coffin was nice to the woman at the counter, and Rot… got what he’s always wanted… someone to love.
And I…
I have best friends, my protectors, my lovers, my… everything. They’re more than I ever thought was possible. So, when the movie credits roll, I pull up my dress, so we don’t miss this opportunity to make more memories. Coffin falls to his knees and dives in. Holding his head to my pussy, I grind against his lips as he devours me, moaning roughly as he suffocates in my cum as I squirt all over him. Unable to stop, my back arches, and I moan as he slips his tongue lower.
