Quietly Queer

Chapter 28

~Shawn's POV~

When I was done taking care of 'it' I got back in bed. Jacob snaked his arms around me and kissed my neck. He started sucking and nipping at it, giving me a hickey.

"Baaabe I'm tired." I whined and he smiled against my skin. He stopped and I cuddled close to him groaning. He rubbed my back and kissed my head.

"What's wrong?"

"I want to go back to sleep but I have to get back up and shower before my lectures start." He chuckled tauntingly down my ear as I felt something poking my leg. I instantly blushed when his words escaped from his lips.

"I could join you..."

I sat up and looked at him in shock. He shrugged at me.

"Just a thought, we don't have to."

I rolled my eyes trying to keep a smile of my face as I got up. I walked into the bathroom leaving the door open.

"Is that a yes?" I took my shirt off and poked my head out of the door smiling at him. He got out of bed and quickly took off his pants before rushing into the bathroom. I let a giggle slip from my mouth before he kissed me. I reached over to the shower and turned it on. I pulled away and looked down. We were both only in our underwear. I looked back up at him blushing and getting nervous. I searched all over his face starting to feel guilty about my dream again. He wrapped his arms around my waist and I started to tear up. He didn't notice and started kissing my neck. I released the beast and started balling in his chest. He stopped kissing me and looked down at me.

"Hey.. What's wrong baby?" He rubbed my back trying to calm me down. He reached over and turned the shower off before picking me up bridal style and taking me back to our bed. He laid down and laid me on top of him, my back against his stomach. I had stopped crying and he had his head on my shoulder.

"Tell me what's wrong."

I sighed and told him all about the dream. He didn't get mad at me for having the dream, since we can't control our dreams. But he did ask me to tell him if Dillon tried anything with me again.