Title:           balls
Author:          Shutdown64
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First Edit:      Sunday 21st of December 2014 01:59:59 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Sunday 21st of December 2014 03:56:59 PM CDT

"Kim! Kiiim!"
 
Drained after an exceptionally tedious day of endless meetings, gatherings, deadlines and overtime, I flop onto our king-sized bed still dressed in my suit. Kim, who had already seen herself to bed with a book, lay there with her eyebrows furrowed. Was she trying to burn a hole through the pages? Or was pretending to ignore me really that difficult?
 
She flips a page patiently, addressing me without bothering to shift her gaze.
 
"Yes, Kevin?"
 
So we were Kevin tonight? Not Kev? This kind of formality was never a good sign, more so when her tone resembled that of a lioness with PMT. Undeterred, I sit up and kick off my shoes while loosening my tie.
 
"How's it going? Man, I'm BEAT. Today has been such a hectic blur. Usually I enjoy being busy at work as it makes the day go faster, but when 6 people want you for 6 different reasons, all at the same time? I swear, I run that place. They'd be completely lost without me, and yet they still keep me on the same shit salary. Well, at least I'm home now and it's the WEEKEND. I can finally unwind, right?"
 
Usually that kind of rant would have won me a few sympathetic simpers, but not tonight apparently. Slightly miffed, I use the mattress' springs to bounce myself upwards to my feet to proceed with unbuttoning my shirt.
 
"Do you mind not shaking the bed like that, please? I'm trying to study here." Kim moaned.
 
Study?
 
"Oh sorry, sorry. I totally forgot you had that nursing exam tomorrow. Christ, on a Saturday of all days. I guess a nurse has to be ready for an emergency at ANY time. How do you feel about it? Confident?"
 
If the cold reception and late-night reading was anything to go on, the answer was blatantly obvious. However, I felt it was my duty as her boyfriend to listen to her concerns as I continued to undress.
 
"I'm worried, Kev. I don't know if I'm ready to sit this just yet, but I can't afford to wait a whole year to retake it."
 
With the source of the frosty welcome out in the air, I finish stripping down to my boxers and slip under the bed cover. Immediately my attention is drawn to Kim's toasty body heat. She'd obviously been laying in here for a while, and after coming in from the Winter wetness outside, snuggling into her seemed so appeal-
 
"No, not tonight Kev. I need to concentrate."
 
Instant rejection.
 
"Aww come on, you're a clever girl, you can take a -small- break can't you? Can we at least have spoony-hugs?" I beg, nuzzling into Kim's side a bit more. I have faith in my charm skills to know that I'll get what I need eventually.
 
"Okay fine; spoony-hugs. But I still need to read this." Kim sighed, slowly turning over onto her left side. I catch a brief glimpse of her PJ-covered ass as she shifts, it capturing my imagination. Mmm... give it time, she'll submit to me soon enough. Turning over onto my left-side, I deliberately make as much movement as I can as I snuggle into her back.
 
"You're warm..." I whisper breathily into her ear, my right arm hanging over Kim's stomach. I give her a one-armed hug and kiss her neck.
 
"I know what you're up to, and it won't work tonight." Came Kim's dull response. Ignoring this, I continue by softly inhaling the scent of her chestnut hair. Immediately the back of my tongue thirsts with lust, my hand subtly slipping under Kim's PJ top to caress a delicate, warm breast.
 
"I sincerely hope you don't believe you're being subtle, Kev. I can feel your dick prodding into my ass cheek." Kim spoke in an almost bored voice.
 
Smiling, I gently lick her ear while hugging her body tighter. "You tell me, Ms. Bookworm."
 
She shivers slightly, indicating that I've made a crack in her icy posterior. I take advantage with my freehand, lightly griping a now-erect nipple.
 
"No! Sorry Kev, not tonight. I mean it."
 
"Woah hey, so you ARE up for it!"
 
Kim's hand slowly invaded my boxers, seemingly irradiating the coldness she'd shown towards me earlier. I respond to this half-arsed seduction by kissing the back of her neck, stopping abruptly when my member is tightly squeezed. A gasp of surprise escapes my lips as I feel the tickling throb of rushing blood being forced backwards. Only able to endure 5 seconds of this vice-like grip, I quickly raise my concerns.  
 
"Are you, uh, having trouble there?" I ask somewhat skeptically, growing tired of how facetious