Elusive ☹ SHAYLOR MPreg

4.

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My eyes gaze upon what's in front of me. That's Shawn. A boy, at least I thought who was a boy, wearing both a pink bra and underwear. His thighs skim each other awkwardly as he rubs his arms.

I start to step up off his bed and he comes closer to me.

"You don't care?" He asks, spinning in a full circle. "Don't you see? I'm a girl."

I go up to him, my arms around his waist, his arms still, to his sides. I look at myself in the reflection of his mirror. "Do I see myself dating someone like Shawn?" I stare at his body on the mirror. My fingers run down to his butt as I give it a light squeeze. Circle patterns coming from my thumb are imprinted to his hips.

"You're beautiful. Shawn." I admit as we let go of each other. He walks over and locks to door before going into his bed and pulling me with him.

I am surprised by the way he is instantly comfortable with his body, considering we met yesterday.

"You're confident aren't you?"

"No. Not at all."

"But you have the ability to admit this to me? To sit half naked right in front of me."

"Exactly. Only you."

I open my arms and he willingly rests in them as his head is tucked on my chest and his legs crossed aside with mine.

"So? If I can ask, what is your story?" I ask awkwardly, rubbing his head with my hands.

"I am a girl, grew up a girl. Middle school, I realized, maybe I want to be a boy. I use to go by the name Saundra. Weird right, now my name is spelled S-h-a-w-n instead of the 'aun' in Saundra. I wanted to completely wipe my past. Here I am now."

"But what does this make us? I'm gay, for guys. You're gay, for girls. Did you ever like me? Because honestly. I really started liking you. But if you won't like me back. It's really hard to take in." I pant, becoming afraid of the idea that we may not be anything.

"You l-like me?" Shawn stutters. "You can't like me." I sigh pulling him away from me.

"Sorry. I do." I say, somewhat heartbroken. "Do you like me, Shawn?"

He looks away from me. I see he's trying so hard to avoid eye contact. It gets me feeling very insecure and awkward. "You don't like me. And I thought... Damn it." I get upset wanting to punch a wall but this is none of my property.

"Is it because I'm a guy and you're a girl. Oh you only like girls! You're gay for the same sex. Here I am, thinking, yeah I'm so gay and I only like dick but I'm here wanting to change for you. Because that's how much I like you." I start to cry as I get up, avoiding his gaze.

"I want to try to love you." I whisper, palms clenching to the bedsheets.

"I bet you that you'll fall in love with me first anyways." Shawn speaks up, pushing me against his bedroom door.

"No, you're falling in love first. I don't have emotions or feelings." I brush Shawn's hands off although I know I love the feeling oh too well and never want anything else besides Shawn to trace his fingertips along my goosebumps.

"So is this a bet?" I smirk happily. Knowing there's a chance for Shawn to like me. "Does this mean you're trying to fall for me?" He pulls my body close to him. "Okay. Maybe I did start to like you."

I grab both his wrists, pinning him to the bed. "You little liar." I grin. "You said earlier you didn't like me. And now you say you did like me. Shall I refer to you as bad boy or bad girl?" I whisper down his neck.

"Boy... boy please." My hands roam his neck. "If you get to choose your nickname. I want one. Will my bad boy call me daddy?"

He gets up and pins me over, leaving him on top. "Only on some occasions." I feel his breath come closer to contact with mine. "Now let me break the rules of a lesbian." With that his lips collided to mine. It tasted as if I was trying a new plate. I am technically kissing a girl.

Shawn sucks on my lower lip as I let my arms run down his back but his bra gets in the way, I unstrap it with one tug. The motions of his lips on mine, my heart pounding. I didn't see anything private, but I felt the connection and that's all that mattered. "Da-ddy." he whispers on my lips as he tugs away.

"Experimenting is fun." I smirk.

"This bet is fun." Shawn grins.

I didn't want to pull the bad boy act on Shawn but this was awfully turning me on. I had to have him and I'll accept him as a girl or guy. I like him this much. If he wants to have a bet of who falls in love first, so be it. I already know I just might loose but if this means Shawn being closer to me. I don't mind it one bit. I have to get use to knowing that Shawn is a girl, but he likes to be referred to as a guy. It's tough. Do I have a boyfriend or girlfriend?

What are we anyways.

Shawn pulls the blanket over our bodies as he continues to kiss my neck. "Shawn, does this make you my boyfriend or uh?" I become distracted with his lips falling onto mine. "Taylor will you be my boyfriend?" I get up and sit him on my lap. "Thought you'd never ask." Although... this doesn't answer my question.

I drop his body onto the bed as I go in between his legs, it was an easy access considering he was already sitting on me. "Now... can we uh, not do this yet."

"Not do what. Did you think we were going to have sex because no. You thought wrong. I am not ready to see your boy parts ew." Shawn shakes his head putting his bra back on.

"Did you think I was ready to see yours my gosh." I tease getting his clothes and throwing it back to him.

"Okay okay... that's not the main problem. I just, I uh, I wouldn't know how to please you. Do you know what I mean?" His cheeks turn red as he places his hand on my lap.

"Do you think I know what to do! I don't know what I'm suppose to do with you either. Oh my gosh. Girl parts." I cringe thinking about touching Shawn.

"Sorry." We both roll our eyes and get back into the covers. "Let's just lay together. Yeah?" I offer.

Shawn tells me to get the remote from his side drawer and we turn it on, welcomed by a heated movie scene. His hand falls over my waist as his head on my chest.

"Oh my gosh." Shawn squeals. I begin to get concerned, awkward perhaps he found out. "You're not turned on by this are you!" I feel his hand touching my crotch.

It was very noticeable since I took off my jeans and wore my basketball shorts under. "Uh. About that..."

Shawn looks up to me, the TV lights reflecting on his eyes, "Can I do something about it?"

And the innocence that I thought Shawn had, was gone.

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Sorry if you don't want to read anymore because Shawn is female. And you thought this would be boyxboy.

That's what this book is.

I mean, it still, well... I'm still referring Shawn as "he" I just think this story and plot would be more cute and sensible if Shawn was a girl. THIS IS SOMETHING NEW FOR ME TOO. I haven't wrote straight fics since like last summer. But trust me, this isn't so straight, or too gay either.

If you like my writing you'd still stick around. If you're just here for this story and don't like this book because of my decisions, well I happily have other stories for you to read.

Thank you.

09/20