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The movie was an indie project.
The cinema hall was a repurposed old museum.
Nanami preferred this to the big budget slops that involved lots of money, little creativity, and no passion.
Once a month the sorcerer would come here alone to watch whatever low budget arts movie someone had created in their basement and relax.
The key words here: alone and relax.
Shame no one ever told that to Gojo.
Even in the dark Kento could still recognize Satoru’s tall frame and snow white hair.
He sighed.
The tall lanky figure dropped into the vacant seat next to him and leaned close to whisper right into Nanami’s ear in a sultry tone.
“Hey, handsome. You come here often?”
“Gojo.” Nanami replied unimpressed. “How did you find me?”
Gojo crossed his legs and sat back.
“Elementary, my dear Watson. Tomorrow is Nanamin’s day off. He’s not at home. And you’re not at your favorite bakery. So that leaves only the artsy non-mainstream outlets. And after careful deductions and exclusions I-”
“You bullied Ijichi to tell you where he dropped me off after work.”
Gojo pouted at having his carefully prepared monologue slashed.
Then he grinned and turned to the screen.
“So, are there naughty scenes in the movie?”
Nanami scoffed.
“Don’t be crass.”
“Action scenes?”
“Don’t we get enough action at work?”
Gojo’s smile turned downright obscene.
“Nowhere near as much as I’d like.”
Luckily the movie room was dark and the seats mostly vacant.
There were only a couple of people out today.
“Behave.” Kento said never turning his head from the screen. “Watch the movie or get out.”
Gojo raised his hands placatingly.
“I’ll be good.”
Nanami really doubted that.
And his doubts would be justified as a few minutes later he would feel an arm sling around the back of his seat.
Turning to gaze at an innocent looking Gojo, Kento glared.
“Don’t even consider it.”
The other sorcerer blinked in feigned innocence.
“Whatever are you talking about?” He asked. “I’m just watching the movie.”
Kento didn’t believe him. He sighed and turned his attention back to the screen.
And for a while it looked like Satoru would behave. But then at a crucial moment in the story Kento’s vision of the screen was obstructed and he felt lips press again his own.
“Gojo-”
But whatever Nanami was going to say was interrupted by a clever tongue slipping past his lips and licking inside.
Strong arms came up to turn him towards Gojo and draw him close.
Kento gasped for air and that hungry mouth latch itself against his neck. He felt strong bites and gentle nips all across his throat. And the other’s hands were not idle either. The palms roved across Kento’s back, sides, hips and ass as if relearning familiar territory.
Understanding that it was futile to go back to the movie, Kento just surrendered and let Gojo has his way; a fact that had the World’s Strongest giggling like a little school girl before bringing his attention back to his boyfriend’s mouth to taste every nook and cranny.
There they were, two grown men making out in the back of the dark movie room when Kento’s eyes just happened to land on the only two other patrons.
The two figures were shrouded in darkness and seated only a few rows ahead. But Kento did not have to fear detection because judging by the way they were leaning in close the man guessed that they too had taken the fact that the hall was almost empty as an opportunity to make out as well.
Nanami felt Satoru’s tongue trace the inside of his ear when the projector’s flash silhouetted a certain hair of spiky black hair.
“Satoru, aren’t those your students?”
Gojo pulled back from eating Nanami’s face to look.
His eyes widened.
He gasped.
“MEGUMI!!!!! YUUJI!!!!”
Right there below them was Megumi who was swapping spit with Yuuji-kun.
On hearing their names called loud in the dark semi-empty cinema the boys pulled apart in shock.
A pair of wide surprised eyes looked around and found their teacher and Nanami seated above them.
“Oh shit!” Megumi cursed.
“Oh, h-hi, Gojo-sensei.” Yuuji greeted with an awkward smile, his face was as pink as his hair.
This was the last thing Megumi wanted.
He wasn’t ashamed of his relationship with Yuuji but having his teacher know just meant now he would be subjected to endless torment and teasing.
Gojo stood up and beamed.
“My babies!” Gojo gushed loudly. “Sneaking off to make out in the cinema! *Gasp* How scandalous!!!”
Even though the cinema was – thankfully - empty that didn’t stop the user of the Ten Shadows from
feeling mortified. The boy released Yuuji from his embrace and stood up to glare scathingly Gojo.
“Shut up, Gojo!” He gritted out. “This is none of your business.”
“Oh but it is, my darling ward.” Gojo was basically vibrating. “I’m the adult here! I’m your teacher and responsible for you. What kind of teacher would I be if I didn’t look out for you?!!!
“Are you being safe? Are you using protection? What if you got Yuuji-kun pregnant?!”
Megumi’s face was practically red while Gojo was preening with amusement. The man was eating this shit up.
“We’re both boys, you idiot! He’s not getting pregnant!”
Here Yuuji squeaked in mortification and hid his face in his hands as he slowly slid down in his seat hoping to disappear into the earth.
“No excuse for not being safe, my dear child.” Gojo tsked. “Also, shouldn’t you be in school?”
“Shouldn’t you be at work?” Shot back.
Gojo was silent.
“Touché.” Gojo conceded. “But still, this is a delicate time in the blossoms of your youth. A time for taking things slowly and embarrassing what your bodies have to tell you.”
“Oh my God!!!!”
“I know that hormones and the vigor of youth are burning a fire under you, but you have to treat Yuuji with respect. Take things slow.”
“Gojo! Shut up!!!”
“I don’t even know if you know how to unclasp a bra. When I was your age I was training on a dummy like it was a simulation. I could reach and unclasp a bra in under 30 seconds. Fat good it did me in the end when I found out I was gay as a two dollar note.”
“For fucks sake, Gojo!!”
“Now I know Yuuji-kun isn’t wearing a bra but do you know how to unbutton a jacket without fumbling? Every minute counts you know.”
“Gojo, I swear to God I will summon Mahoraga if you keep this up.”
“And another note...wait where did Kento go?”
Megumi looked around and also noticed that Yuuji was missing.
So preoccupied with their tiff the two men did not notice that Nanami and Yuuji had already left the theater.
THE END