Quietly Queer

Chapter 13

A/N: okay, I know I've been doing 3 a day but I'm really bored so I might just write tomorrow's chapters today. I will still post tomorrow, but I'm bored so here.

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~Shawn's POV~

I woke up, once again to an empty bed. I looked around to see Jacob on the computer. I yawned and got up.

"Sleeping beauty's up? Finally." He turned and looked at me with a smile. "I need to talk to you about something."

I walked over to him and sat on his lap. I nodded before laying my head on his shoulder. I just wanna cuddle with him, all day.

"I have um.. family.. coming in next week. He's going to be staying with us for a couple of days. I know family isn't allowed to stay with us in our dorm but I made some calls and got them to agree." I was too tired to reply so I just let out a humming noise in response.

"I'm pretty sure I already know the answer to this, but do you have any bongs or shit like that? If you do we will need to hide them."

I lifted my head up and looked at him like he was insane. He chuckled and nodded.

"I would never have anything like that. I don't even drink let alone..-"

He stopped me mid sentence by pressing his lips to mine. I turned myself so I was straddling his lap, facing him. It's just easier to kiss him that way.. I promise that's the only reason. The desk chair we were in rolled back as I moved and I almost fell. He caught me laughing his ass off at my clumsiness. I pouted at him laughing at me and his face was painted with an 'awe' look.

I rolled my eyes and went back to kissing him. He bit my lip softly with a smirk growing on his face. He licked my bottom lip the same way Dillon did and I froze. I got that guilt feeling flowing through again.

"What's wrong?" He slid his fingers through my hair searching my face for an expression. I locked eyes with him and it's almost like he instantly knew what I was thinking.

"It's okay..." He pecked his lips against mine trying to 'unfreeze' what he had 'froze'. He moved his hands to my back, slowly sliding them down. When they laid against my bum he bit my ear.

"I know he didn't do this to you.."

He squeezed his hands and I inhaled sharply. He was right, Dillon never squeezed my ass, he slapped it so he could shove his tongue down my throat. I locked eyes with him once more. His eyes were full of lust.. and sexual intentions.