House of Boys

Part 11**

Shawn bent down to pick up his fallen towel, giving you a full view of his firm bum. You couldn't help but give it a little squeeze, causing him to jump a little.

"Hey!" he yelped as he whacked you with his towel, a giggle escaping his lips as he put on the underwear he had been wearing before getting in the shower with you.

"Shhhh!" you hushed him, because no one could know he was in here with you. The guys still had no idea, and going downstairs with Shawn would make it clear that you had been together. Like, togethertogether.

Shawn took in his surroundings as you reached into your bottom drawer, pulling out a pair of oversized sweatpants for him to put on. You tossed him a hoodie of his that you'd stolen and he quickly threw the clothes on and sat down on your bed. You shot him a glance as you opened your robe, slipping on some underwear and sleep shorts. It fell from your shoulders as you slipped into a big t-shirt, and you could hear Shawn shifting around at the sight of your naked back.

You pulled your hair out of your collar and hung your robe up, taking a seat in front of Shawn on your bed.

You faced him, crossing your legs and he leaned forward, placing a hand on each of your bare knees. His thumbs rubbed little circles on your skin and you closed your eyes, appreciating the moment and pressing your forehead to his.

"Why did it take us so long to get together?" you asked after a few seconds of silence.

"You didn't really see me that way, I guess," he replied, closing his eyes, too. You pulled away and he leaned back against the headboard, allowing you to cuddle up to his chest.

"You didn't let me, Shawn," you said against his skin, caressing his lower abdomen under his sweatshirt, "You were always so mean, always taunting me."

"That's because I was in love with you," he spilled, and you could feel the heat radiating off his cheeks. "I was so into you. How couldn't I be? You're so perfect," he said, pausing to place a kiss on the top of your head, "I couldn't date you, though. Didn't think I was good enough, knew you deserved better. Then I realized the only way I could make sure you're being treated right would be to do it myself," he confessed, a strong arm pulling you tighter against him.

Your heart swelled and then broke. How could such a perfect guy think he wasn't good enough for you? He was such a gem.

"Shawn, you're kidding," you said, turning your head to look up at him to be greeted by his chestnut eyes already looking down at you. A lazy smile stretched across his cheeks, the warm light from your lamp illuminating half of his face.

"Shawn, honey," you stuttered, unsure of what to possibly say, "you deserve so much better. You deserve the world," you said as his lips met yours, leaving you unable to finish your sentence. They moulded to your mouth perfectly, soft at first, but then deepening the kiss. Shawn kissed you harder, bringing a hand behind your head as he shifted to sit up, pulling you on top of him. You sat on his lap as your hands found his hair, pulling him closer as your tongue explored his mouth.

His hands travelled down your back, finding your ass and kneading your skin. He released a soft moan, throwing you for a loop because it was so low and sexy.

"Shawn, shh!" you whispered, remembering that you needed to keep quiet.

He nodded and pulled you against him again, desperate for your affection as he continued to work wonders with his lips. You were slow-kissing now, appreciating all of him as your lips moved against his lazily. He smiled against you, softly nipping your lower lip as he travelled down your neck, kissing along your jaw and licking hot stripes over to your ear. His hands trailed over your sides, reaching up underneath your shirt and toying with the bottoms of your boobs, teasing you with his fingertips. You could feel yourself heating up between your legs, grinding your hips against his tp feel the growing erection underneath you.