Finding Nemo

Kat had somehow leafed through my movie collection and picked, through some miraculous intuition, what was easily my favorite movie of all time. It didn't make me too sad, and it didn't get me over-excited. It just gave me a good time. It was a perfect way to relax, and I surprisingly realized I hadn't seen it in well over four months. That may not seem like a very long time, but once it would've been common for me to watch it weekly.

Kat nestled her body against my back, resuming her position as the big spoon. Her body felt like a perfect, body-length (and then some) pillow, and I gently rested my head against her chest. She began to rub her fingers through my hair, playing with my curls and pressing my head down harder against her breasts. It was still comfortable, although it made me flush red just a touch.

The movie started, and I turned my eyes to the screen, quickly enraptured by the story. I suppose she saw the happy look in my eyes, because she didn't mess with my groin this time around. At least not for a while. Near the beginning of the third act, I could feel her fingers snaking towards my crotch, but her hands stayed above the fabric, just caressing and gently squeezing my package down there.

It didn't get me too excited, only semi-hard. It was a comfortable tingling that I felt, and even though it was less contact than last time, somehow it felt more intimate. Her breath gently tickled my hair, her warmth behind me. Her protective arm rested over my side, gripping my shirt over my chest slightly. By the end of the movie, I was slightly nodding off, and no doubt she could feel me relaxing completely against her.

Soon, I heard her soothing voice washing down over my ears, just as I reached the point where I couldn't keep my eyes open. "Oh, Adam. What will I do with you? You're by far the cutest guy in the school, did you know that? You are. You're adorable. I'm lucky to have you. And you're so sweet, and good-natured. I knew you'd be a good boy from me. It was all there in your essays, but there are a few things I didn't know."

She adjusted her body against me so I could lie more flat on my back, looking up as I drifted towards sleep. "I didn't know you'd be so innocent. I get the feeling that half the things I want to do with you would confuse you if I said them. I didn't know you'd be so resilient to humiliation. Oh, believe me, I'm going to do everything I can to make you blush wherever we go. But you've proven you're not that affected by other people and their judgements. That's good. I want to be the only one who gets to make you turn pink.

"I don't want you to worry about expressing yourself, and that resilience you've got will help with that. You shouldn't ever feel bad about who you are. I'll make sure you always feel comfortable whenever we have our playtimes. But I also need you to understand that sometimes I'll know what you want better than you do. Don't worry, I'm good at reading people. I am a psych major, after all. I'll experiment with you, and before long I'll know exactly what you like. What gets you excited. What makes your breathing hitch and your heart flutter.

"I'm so glad you got all your homework done last night, because I'm going to treat you to a nice dinner tonight. We're going to dress up nice, and go to a reserved table with candles and nice music. Does that sound like fun?" Her words seeped into my mind, and even though I was fading in and out of consciousness, clear pictures flicked through my mind of what she was describing. My head nodded slowly, a faint smile across my lips. A nice dinner... like fancy people...

She continued to pet me while I fell asleep, humming a soft melody that carried with me into my dreams.

I was alone on the bed when I woke up, sitting up on the edge of the mattress with a clear, well-rested head. Any trace of the trance from the previous night and that morning was gone, and I again felt like my normal, rational self. I got up and walked over to my desk, about to search through my bag for any work I can do, but found that there was nothing. Just a bunch of completed assignments.

I was bewildered. I'd never had nothing to do before. I began to feel worried.

Have I been slacking? Should I ask for more work in advance on Monday?

While I was pondering this I felt a strong pair of arms wrap around me, lifting me up into the air.

"Hi, precious. Whatcha doing? We finished all that last night. You have other things to worry about. Like fitting that cute but into a suit for dinner. It's only an hour away, y'know?" I recognized the voice, and immediately found myself smiling.

"O-oh! Hi! I guess I assumed you left after I fell asleep. How long was I gone?" I asked to the wall in front of me, unable to twist around to look at my 'captor.'

"Oh, just a couple hours. A nice, short nap. You sure seem to like my company, Adam. You woke up only a few minutes after I got out of bed! That makes it hard to say I'll have to leave here to get my dress at my dorm. But I'll be back very soon, sweetie, don't worry." She let go of me, and I turned around to see her... in only a towel!

My eyes must have gone wide, staring her barely covered curvy figure up and down, because she smirked at me, ruffling my hair before sauntering towards the door, presumable to leave. "W-wait," I chirped. "Y-you're not going out there like that, are you?"

She laughed, opening the door and taking a step out. "Why shouldn't I? Look at what I'm working with, I'm not embarrassed. Are you jealous of other people seeing me like this~?"

I opened my mouth, then closed it without saying anything.

"Ah, not denying it, I see. You don't have anything to worry about, Adam. I promise, you've got me all to yourself. I love you~." And without another word she left, gone away towards her dorm.

I was left in a state of shock, standing there with my heart rushing. Did she just say... she loved me? I couldn't believe it. A warmth started to spread through my fingers and arms, through my cheeks and chest. No one had ever said that to me outside of my family. And it sounded like she meant it!

It only occurred to me after she'd left, and I'd stood in a stupor for about a minute, that she'd referenced a dinner I was wholly unprepared for. It took some hard thinking to remember her mentioning it at all, as I was drifting into unconsciousness at the time, not that long ago.

I bit my lip, knowing I didn't have many nice clothes to where, especially none that would be good for a fancy dinner, which I also didn't know how I'd afford. I opened my closet and looked in anyway, ready to go with whatever clothes I found. I had to do a double-take, because right there in the middle of the rack was a very nice dark grey suit, made out of some kind of shiny material.

I took it off of its hook, holding it up against my body. It seemed to be perfectly my size! Attatched to the collar was a note, and I carefully removed it to see what this was all about. It read:

Hey, my sweet Adam. I think you'd look absolutely delicious in this tonight ;) And don't worry about the cost. I've got it covered. -Kat

I laid the new clothes carefully over the side of my bed, slowly stripping off my clothes while my mind raced. What was this about? I mean, I was extremely flattered... I loved the way the suit looked, and it was rare to find specialized clothes like that in my size, given my small frame. But was this maybe moving too fast?

I'd only been in a handful of serious relationships, and they never turned out good. I always ended up getting dumped, usually after investing a lot of emotion and time into whatever girl I was dating.

But I couldn't deny... this time it felt different. She was making all the moves, and I was just along for the ride. Kat seemed to want to genuinely take care of me, and she seemed to value my happiness.

Once I'd finished putting on the shirt, pants, and a black tie I'd owned, I carefully put my arms through the blazer sleeves. I straightened the cuffs and collar, then went into the bathroom to check myself out in the mirror.

It looked even better than I'd thought! The shiny, dark grey material was flowy against my skin, and it complemented my dark hair really well! Not only that, but I noticed that there were some kind of gems, or rhinestones embedded in the cuffs, and they were green! Just as vivedly green as my eyes.

I could see my cheeks slowly becoming red, and I covered them up, feeling my heart rate shoot up. She must have gotten this specially made for me. But how could she do that in the short time we'd been together? Had she done this overnight? Was this one of the errands she'd run earlier today, picking up this suit?

I felt a buzz in my pocket that drew me out of my spiraling thoughts.

Meet me in front of the building in five minutes! I hope you're ready for a night of romancing. -Kat

How had she gotten my number? I shook it off. I had to stop asking questions like that, it was obvious she was very capable, and seemed to have a lot of connections. It shouldn't shock me that she could get my number. I slipped on some dress shoes, then hurried to the elevator. It was empty this time, and I hurried through the lobby at the bottom to the front. I exited the building and leaned against the outside wall, waiting for her to drive up.