WONDER | shawmila

eleven.

Being in a small bed meant Camila felt Shawn's warmth all night. It was so nice, his scent and his body pressed right against hers all night.

He rolled over at one point in the night but rolled back before morning. Camila opened her eyes, shivering slightly. When she slept pantsless at home, she was never this cold. She blamed the Canadian winters.

Was the heat even on? The sunlight was coming in through the window and onto the bed but she couldn't feel it. She curled up, inching back closer to Shawn.

She sighed, closing her eyes again when he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her against him. Her eyes snapped open when she felt something more than just his warmth.

Camila laid there, her heart suddenly racing. It was unmistakable this time. She expected Shawn to pull away again, but after a second, she heard him snoring, his arm wrapped around her middle going slack.

He was asleep, he didn't notice. She did.

She closed her eyes and told herself to go back to sleep, but now there was no way she could.

She told herself it was normal, something that happened to guys in the morning all the time. It didn't have to mean anything sexual.

Shawn grunted in his sleep, mumbling as he pulled her tighter against him. She bit her lip, her face flushing deeper as she felt it now pressed right against her butt.

She had two options. One, just ignore it and wait for it to go away or for him to wake up, or two, get up.

But it was so cold everywhere else but right here. And she didn't want to get up.

And maybe, maybe she actually liked the feeling.

She decided not to overthink it.

She just closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of his erection pressed against her butt.

She tried to picture in her mind what it would be like to see him naked for the first time—really naked, in person. She knew she already had chances, but she tried not to dwell on that.

It just simply wasn't the right time for her before, but it would be soon.

For now, she enjoyed this form of a pre-show, resisting the urge to grind her butt against him. She couldn't do that, but she could innocently snuggle closer to him, closer until she felt it even harder against her.

And through his pants, she could feel everything, and she was impressed.

Shawn groaned again, holding her tighter, his breath against the back of her neck.

"Baby..."

Camila tensed up again, her heart pounding.

"Yes?" She whispered, wondering if he was awake or not.

"Baby...that feels so good..."

He was definitely dreaming. She bit her lip when she felt him slowly start grinding against her butt the same way she'd done to him.

Fuck, he was so hard. She actually felt herself getting turned on and this time she couldn't ever imagine pulling away.

"Mila..." He moaned against her neck.

"Shawn—" She gasped.

Camila was two seconds away from rolling on top of him when Tarzan jumped onto the bed.

Shawn gasped as he was woken up. Tarzan's tags jingled loudly as he scratched himself, his leg thumping on the bed.

Camila felt slightly disappointed as Shawn quickly let go of her and moved away. She looked at him over her shoulder, his face bright red.