" 𝕴f I were Barbie, I'd take a bat and hit all the Kens with it".

"See, normally I'm all for you being violent towards whatever but that scared even me. They're kinda lost, it's not their fault".

"What the hell?", Madeleine gasps, her head turning to glare at Trevor in the dark of the theater, "You're on the Kens' side? I'll fucking kill you".

His eyes widen and he shakes his head vigorously.

"No, of course not. I just get why they're acting so dumb but definitely the Barbies deserve the power. The Kens are stupid as fuck".

"Just like you".

"Hey, now. I'm not that stup—".

"Would you guys shut the fuck up? We're trying to watch the film here".

Both Trevor and Madeleine's attention snaps to an annoyed Quinn leaning over Cole — who's sat to the left of Madeleine while Trevor's on the right.

Cole too throws the duo an irritated grimace, apparently being a little too scared of Madeleine's reaction to ask them quieten himself.

Madeleine smiles sheepishly, nodding in apology as Quinn settles back and Trevor grows silent as well.

"You'd think he was actually paying attention with the way he's snarking", Trevor whispers leaning into Madeleine's side.

She snorts, "What makes you say that?".

"He keeps looking over at Cassie every time she laughs".

"Oh", Maddie side glances at Quinn who is now busy giggling with Cassie as they both watch the film, "At least our plan is working".

"Oh, it's gonna work so well. Especially when we leave them alone for three hours. For 'Oppenheimer'".

"Hmm. I'm still pissed that I can't watch it. All because of romance".

"I've got it all covered", he whispers conspiratorially into her ear, her neck tingling with the warmth of his breath hitting her skin.

She feels her body hyperaware of the way he's leaning in — his left foot touching her right toe, his breath lingering over her hair, his left arm brushing against hers on the armrest, goosebumps arising from his touch as if her skin is begging to be touched by him, to be close to him finally. After so long.

She clears her throat, crossing her legs and pressing her thighs together when the sensation begins rushing through her entire body.

God, how long has it been since she last had sex?

Too fucking long, that's what.

And no, her vibrator doesn't always satisfy her enough.

Sometimes, she just wants someone's touch rather than to treat her body's needs as a burden and get it over with because her ovaries are suddenly ready to be fertilised and her body is practically going around advertising — hello, please, kind sir, put your dick in me!

Because of course, sophistication even when you need to be railed.

But no. She cannot be thinking about those things right now, can she? Not with Trevor's arm snug right against hers and the urge to shift and plop down on his lap growing by the second.

Madeleine purses her lips, focusing on the movie.

Trevor yawns stretching out and shuffles in his seat, his leg thigh momentarily brushing against her leg making her stiffen.

I need space.

No, you need dick — her body yells.

Oh my god — she mentally facepalms herself and sits back, concentrating on the film.

"You smell so good. Is that strawberry?".

Her shoulders tense, Trevor — either not noticing or pretending not — leans slightly closer and tips his head towards her, sniffing her perfume.

"Weirdo", she swats him away but he only laughs under his breath.

"I can literally smell it even when I'm seated back. You changed your perfume".

"Yeah and what's it to you?", she whisper shouts.

He shrugs, "Nothing. I like it".

Well, you can scoot right over it and smell it even better!

She schools her expression to keep her inner . . . . issues from depicting on her face and turns back to 'Barbie'.

"We're still on for the country club afterwards, right?", he accidentally touches her arm with the tip of his pinkie and she inhales.

"Yes", Madeleine grits out.

"You're gonna learn to play golf, right?", he goes on, unknowing of the emotions swirling inside of her.

She nods stiffly.

"Not from you though".

He huffs, "Please, I'm the best person to teach you. Alex and Cole are shit".

"I'll take my chances".

He hums, pulling his leg back and finally occupying his own space.

She misses the loss instantly.

And regrets missing it too.

"Your wish".

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sabrina in please please please mv? god i need that woman to run me over