All the Same

[author's note: Another quick oneshot I wrote of these guys when I was bored. I kind of wish I wasn't so lazy, so I could write something longer and more detailed haha. But I have never been that patient with writing. I just want to jot something down. I usually just write these to share with my friends, so I don't get very descriptive. If you're curious as to what the two of them look like, this picture should give you an idea:
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v305/laurenjabba/grimmthane.jpg Grimm is on the left. It was drawn by Grimm's owner.
Anyway, any feedback is incredibly appreciated, and constructive critism is nice too. Hope you like this!]

"I'm glad we're going to see this. I've wanted to for a long time," Thane commented as they stood in line. Grimm looked over at him and smirked. "I never even heard of it. This better be good, or I'm gonna kick your ass for dragging me out here."

Thane rolled his eyes and moved forward. "Not like you have anything better to do."
Grimm had to agree with that. And in reality, both of them were just a little relieved that they were able to take this little outing together. Things had been strained at best for the last month or so. Ever since Grimm cheated, Thane had had to deal with his hurt and anger. For a long moment he had seriously considered leaving and letting Grimm drink and fuck anyone he wanted. But as Grimm's guilt became apparent, Thane realized that it really was a mistake. He was happy with his decision to stay with Grimm, but things were still slightly rocky. It was hard for him to remember the last time they had even kissed. Grimm had been a saint, though- it even surprised Thane. He didn't know the other boy was even capable of doing favors for him. But he appreciated it all the same, and his fondness for Grimm was coming back.


They were next in line. Before Thane could even pull out his wallet, Grimm had stepped up to the little window.

"Two for the showing at nine," he told the ticket lady, before sliding a few crumpled bills through the slot. Once he had his tickets he turned and held one wordlessly up to Thane. Thane took his ticket, and looked at Grimm, expression softening.
Not even letting him say thank you, Grimm cut in. "Just hope that this movie doesn't suck."


A little while later, the two of them were settling into their seats. They even had popcorn and drinks, courtesy again of Grimm. Thane wasn't sure how to react to this new generosity. He knew it was Grimm's way of apologizing, and it was certainly working.
The previews started, but Thane wasn't paying attention to them. He looked at Grimm instead, watching the light from the huge screen flicker over his face. He watched as Grimm laughed over some lame joke on the movie commercial. Then he leaned over and pressed a lingering kiss to his cheek. Thane kept his mouth close to Grimm's ear so he could hear him over the loud movie.

"Thanks for this."

Grimm immediately cast him what appeared to be an annoyed look, and made a show of wiping the kiss off of his face.

"Don't go all gay on me, man. Just watch your damn movie." Thane chuckled and helped himself to some popcorn.

The movie started out great. But it just couldn't hold his attention for long. Thane found that his thoughts kept drifting to Grimm. He was sitting right next to him; their legs were practically touching, but they felt more distant than they had in a long time. Before Grimm cheated Thane would have spent most of the movie trying to get Grimm to hold his hand, or sat with his arm around Grimm's shoulders. They hadn't done anything physically affectionate in a long time. Thane had really been missing it. Not just for the physical release, but for how close to Grimm he always felt.

After a few minutes with those thoughts bouncing around his head he leaned over to speak in Grimm's ear.

"I don't wanna watch this anymore."

As expected, Grimm turned to him and looked annoyed.

"What the fuck? I paid good money for this!"


Instead of explaining, Thane grabbed Grimm's chin and pressed their lips together insistently. It didn't take long for Grimm to relax into the kiss.

Thane brought his hand around and fisted it at the hair at the back of Grimm's head. Their kissing made it obvious that they had both missed each other. A few times their teeth knocked together in their desperation.

When Thane had to catch his breath, he moved his face down to Grimm's neck. While he bit and licked at the skin there, his free hand came down on Grimm's groin to fondle him through his clothes. Grimm gasped in surprise and arched his hips up into the touch.
"Holy shit Thane," he breathed. "Here? Now?"

Thane murmured his assent against Grimm's neck, then dipped lower to lave his tongue across the prominent collarbone.

Grimm took a moment to set their popcorn carefully on the floor. He had paid good money for that, and they had barely eaten any of it. Soon after Thane's hand found its way into his pants, and Grimm pulled Thane's head up to initiate another make-out session.
There were a few other people in the theater, but Grimm and Thane weren't even thinking about them. It was a good thing that they were in the back, the movie was loud, and it was dark. If anyone would care to look over their shoulder they could have seen the two of them going at it like starving people. But no one did. They continued
uninterrupted.

Thane stroked up and down Grimm's length, and Grimm's hips bucked upwards against his hand. He had his pants open and pulled down as much as he could. It gave him enough room to work.

After a few more seconds of kissing Thane pulled away. Without looking at Grimm, he got off his chair and knelt in front of him.

He heard Grimm's startled breath when he leaned forward and took him in his mouth. In all honesty, Thane was a little surprised he was doing it himself. For one thing, he had never pictured himself kneeling on the sticky movie theater floor, sucking a guy off. But he had also thought that whenever he and Grimm got intimate again all he would want would be to have Grimm go down on him and be the perfect picture of submissive. However, he got the urge to do it so he decided to go with it. He figured Grimm wouldn't mind.

As he stroked his tongue along Grimm's length he tried to not picture Jet being the one doing this to him. The thought of Jet being the last one do this sickened him. Thane trailed his eyes upward and watched the movie lights flicker over the arch of Grimm's neck and his pleasure-tightened face. Dimly he noticed the heavy feeling of Grimm's hand on his head, pulling at his hair.

Thane could feel Grimm tightening up, like his release was near, but he gave him one last suck before letting him drop from his mouth. Grimm opened his eyes and looked down at him, a little confused. Thane set his hands on the chair on either side of Grimm's hips and levered himself up.

"Get on your knees," he said their faces were level with each other.

He could see a flash of defiance in Grimm's eyes, and was sure that next would come a refusal. Grimm was never willing to be bottom. But instead of protesting, he gritted his teeth and slid off his seat. Thane shifted back to give him room. There was just barely enough room for the two of them to kneel in the tiny aisle. Grimm had his back to Thane, and rested his elbows on his seat.

Once he was settled Thane leaned forward, settling his chest against Grimm's back. He reached around to his front to grab his erection again. Even if he had objections to this postion, Thane still found him hard and wanting.

Even though he'd barely done anything, Thane's breath quickened. He reached down with his other hand and fumbled with the button on his pants. Grimm felt him having difficulties and reached around to help.

"Can't even get your pants off? Smooth," Thane heard him remark. He grinned and bit down on Grimm's neck.

"It's dark in here," was his excuse. The two of them managed to get Thane's pants down, and Grimm even reached over to give him a few welcoming strokes. Thane let his forehead rest against Grimm's back and looked down at the hand around him. He could just barely see the pale flash of skin; it was really dark in the aisle.

He gave Grimm a few squeezes of his own, then pulled himself together and spat in his free hand. After reaching down and slicking himself up as best as he could, he pressed back up against Grimm. Thane's chin fit nicely over Grimm's shoulder. He bent them both over, and without further hesitation began to press into him.

It had been a long time since they had had sex, and even longer since Grimm had been on the receiving end.

"Your ass is fucking tight," he panted into Grimm's ear as he eased his way in.

"You were the one who wanted to do it this way," Grimm pointed out, his eyes squeezing shut. Thane gave the somewhat waning erection in his hand a few gentle strokes to give him something else to think about.

It didn't take too long for Thane to be seated completely inside of Grimm. At this point he had no idea what was going on in the movie, but he could hear what sounded like explosions going on. He squeezed Grimm a little tighter.

"I missed this," he admitted softly, not even sure if Grimm could hear it above the movie noises. The next second he started to move, and Grimm pushed back against him. He reached down with his free hand to grab Grimm's protruding hip. That gave him leverage, and soon he was moving in and out of Grimm in a slightly clumsy but still effective rythm.

He kept up with his stroking of Grimm, and soon he felt him reach down a hand of his own to help. Grimm rocked his hips back into the cradle of Thane's, and both of them moaned. Then Thane started moving faster, while squeezing Grimm tighter. Both of them thrusted against each other, their breaths deteriorating into sighs and pants. Thane again bit into the side of Grimm's neck, drawing up a hickey. He felt the other boy's rib cage contract as he pulled in a huge breath. Thane pushed into him one more time, and felt Grimm tighten and shake. His release trickled down their combined fists. Thane's orgasm came immediatly after, set off by the clenching of Grimm's muscles.
He sagged against Grimm, and Grimm collapsed against the chair, both of them breathing hard. Thane pulled his hand away from Grimm's groin and stroked it up his stomach. He shuddered, still trying to catch his breath.

After a little while he realized how hard the floor was underneath his knees. Thane gave Grimm a kiss over the mark he had made, then pulled away from him with a wince. He was sure they'd look like a mess as soon as the lights came up. Grimm picked his head up and watched as Thane pulled his pants up and sat back in his chair. He used a napkin to wipe off his hand and then combed a few fingers through his hair.

Once Thane had gotten himself cleaned up as best as he could, he looked down at Grimm. He has just managed to pull his pants up, but he could tell even in the semi darkness that his face was flushed and his hair was a mess.

He chuckled. "You look like you just got fucked," Thane told him. That earned him a glare and a middle finger in the air. Thane's response was to reach down, grab Grimm by the collar and pull him into a post-coital kiss.


Even if he had no clue how the movie turned out, he would always have fond memories of it.