Changeling - Chapter 12

NOTE: There is a PSA at the end of the chapter.

There's something liberating about sleeping in the nude and I found that I really liked it. So much so that I'd probably be doing it from now on. Unless I was spending the night with Sandra. I still had that bet with Noah so I couldn't say the same thing with him. I told my mom about the incentive for Noah, and she just gave me her usual reply. I was so glad that my mom was okay with it.

I wondered if she had been worried, I'd end up being super introverted, afraid to go out and do anything. It had been a possibility when I remembered how I was at the beginning of school. Now look at me, a few months later. A transgender girl with not only a boyfriend, but a girlfriend as well. I heard the tone that notified me that I got a text message, so I checked it.

[Noah - Morning Love! Can't wait to see you naked!]

[Can't wait to see you ace your tests! At least Gym is a given.]

Noah met me at my locker with another soul searing kiss, accompanied by Kurt's snickering. I could get used to this. The kissing, not the snickering.

We started getting more test prep in all my classes, which surprised me. At my last school, we were expected to know the material so no special reviews were given. During cheer practice, I thought we were nailing it. The entire routine looked like it went flawlessly. Not according to Coach Sylvester though. You'd think we had 2 left feet and ham hocks for hands.

Glee was exciting though.

"Competition." Mr. Schue said as he pinned pictures to the board. One was of President Clinton, across from him was Newt Gingrich. The next set down was of a shark and then a bear, both with their mouths wide open. Last was the picture of a bolt of lightning and an above ground swimming pool. Actually, the pool looked very much like the one that Sandra had.

"Every one of these people or elements was a champion in their own right. But they used competing with each other to make themselves even better."

Kurt brought up a valid point. "I don't understand how lightning is in competition with an above ground swimming pool."

I nodded in agreement.

"Just go with it. You guys have become complacent. You were great at the Invitational, but you've got to up your game if you want to get through sectionals. Okay, split up. Guys on the left side, girls on the right side."

I looked longingly at Noah as we were separated, and I could tell he wasn't happy about it either. Kurt started to join our side until Mr. Schue called out his name and gestured toward the boys. Kurt wasn't happy about that.

"Here's the deal." Mr. Schuester explained. "Two teams, boys versus girls. One week from today, you will each perform a mash-up of your choice."

"What's a mash-up?" Noah asked.

I was surprised, I thought he knew.

"A mash-up is where you take two songs and mash them together to make an even richer explosion of musical expression. Boys will perform on Tuesday, girls on the next day. I want you guys to go all out, okay? Costumes, choreography. Whoever wins the competition gets to choose the number that we do for sectionals."

I instantly felt like my nerve endings were on fire. I could imagine us doing 'This is Me'. It would be so awesome! All of us coming together to overcome adversity? That was us in a nutshell.

"Wait, who's going to be the judge? Your gender makes you biased." Rachel said.

Really Rachel? And a female judge couldn't be just as biased?

"What about a panel of judges? Highest total score wins?" I asked. I thought that would be the fairest way to do things.

"Ah... we're going to have a celebrity judge." Mr. Schue answered, sounding uncertain.

Great.

"Wh... who?" Tina asked.

"Oh, you're going to have to show up to find out."

Yep, he didn't have a clue.

"We got this in the bag." Mercedes said grinning.

"Totally. I'm going to start storyboarding our choreography tonight." Rachel stated as we started leaving.

I kept looking at Noah, who was looking back at me.

"You've got it bad girl." Mercedes said.

I groaned. "I know, and it's so sudden."

"Kayleigh, can I talk to you?" Quinn asked. Mercedes looked at me uncertain, but I nodded. Quinn and I stopped as the rest of the girls, including Brittany and Santana, kept going. As soon as the others were out of earshot, she started talking.

"Look, Kayleigh, I'm sorry about the other day, it's just all the stress and hormones."

"Look Quinn, I get it. You hate being in Lima and when you got pregnant, you felt trapped. I can even understand how you blame Noah. But you're not entirely blameless either. It takes two to have sex, unprotected sex at that. Noah wants to do the right thing and I really was trying to get you to see how good he could be for you and your baby. Just be warned, fooling Finn into believing that he's the father won't end well."

"I know, and that's one of the reason's I wanted to apologize. You were trying to do the best you could for all three of us at the expense of your own feelings."

"Ugh. Believe me I tried not to fall in love with Noah, but then that little impromptu duet at Homecoming sealed my fate."

She smiled then. "Almost like you two were soulmates or something."

I frowned. "I don't believe in soulmates."

She smiled even wider. "You don't have to believe in it for it to be real."

Then she pointed to my Star of David. "You don't have to believe in god for him to be real."

"Gah. Let's keep religion out of our discussion. Neither the Torah nor the Bible like people like me so why shouldn't I return the favor?"

"Yet you're still wearing your Star of David."

"My father gave it to me for my 13th birthday. It was the last thing he gave me before he was killed. "

"Oh. I'm sorry"

I nodded. I didn't want to talk about it, especially right now. We started walking after the other girls when she asked, "So does Puck know you're really a boy?"

"I knew that Coach Sylvester would tell you, her star. But yes, he does. I told him when he asked me out to Homecoming, and I turned him down. He thought I was just trying to avoid him by making an excuse. So, I showed him my original birth certificate."

"And he still pulled that stunt at the dance."

"And stopped bullying other kids and stopped sleeping around. At least as far as I know anyway."

"As far as anyone knows." She added. "Maybe you're right, and Puck can be the kind of man that I want to have as a father for my baby. But it's not me he's in love with. I've seen the way he looks at you and how you are together. If he can be that kind of man, then you deserve to have him."

I was a little stunned at her admission.

"Thank you." I said quietly.

Mom and I had decided to do Greek for supper. I absolutely loved the flavor of the spice in the lamb used in the Gyro's. My mom ended up eating this thing called Spanakopita. She let me taste it and it was okay, but I preferred to have meat. Get your mind out of the gutter. Of course, we talked over our day.

"Mom? What do you think about Quinn?"

"I don't think that she's behaving very well, but as a mother I can understand her motivations. Doing the best you can for your baby, even if it's not morally right, is a very strong instinct. I just wonder what she plans to do when she gets too big to hide it from her parents anymore."

"You mean her parents won't support her just for getting pregnant?"

"I mean that her father is Russell Fabray. Loyal member and vocal supporter of The Holy Trinity Baptist church here in Lima. He's also a councilman that's active in the community, an ultra-conservative activist and known homophobe."

"Oh god."

"Exactly."

Tuesdays and Thursdays were officially my two favorite days of the week now. Today was the guy's day to perform and I was ready to see what they would bring.

"I miss having our sleepovers." Sandra petulantly.

"I'm sorry Love. I'll arrange it so that we can alternate Saturday's. Noah and I talked about our little three way we have going. He's not opposed, but being a guy he kinda likes the idea of two girls."

Sandra laughed. "I don't doubt it. What about you though?"

"I don't mind either. I think both he and I would feel better if it just wasn't two of us at a time."

"Ooo, kinky!"

I just smiled and shook my head.

I had a close call during cheer practice. I'd been tossed in the air and was supposed to do two flips and a twist, which I did, but then the bases messed up and missed catching me. If I didn't know how to fall properly thanks to my martial arts training, I could have ended up breaking something. Luckily, I was only bruised. Watching Coach Sylvester lay into the bases was like seeing a car wreck, horrifying, but you're unable to look away.

I walked into the room that we were using to practice our piece for the competition, but no one was really doing anything. Rachel was upset because no one seemed to care. I heard Rachel saying, "We can't just wing it."

Followed by Mercedes saying "All in favor of winging it? All those opposed?"

Rachel and I raised our hands, then Mercedes finished "Looks like the ayes have it."

Rachel and I had the same look, exasperation.

"So, what happened during Cheerio's practice? I looked over just as you got up brushing yourself off." Noah told me as he drove me home.

"My bases missed catching me after a toss. Fortunately, I know my breakfalls."

"You don't think they did it on purpose do you?" He looked a little worried.

"I don't think so, why?"

"Because your bases are Elizabeth and Stacy. Both of them have asked me out to the Sadie Hawkins dance next month and I turned them down saying that you and I were together. Then they wanted to know if you'd asked me to it or not."

"Sadie Hawkins is a real thing?" I asked. I'd heard of them, but I thought they were a thing of the past.

"Yeah, kind of a tradition here in Lima."

I didn't even have to think about it, I turned to Noah and asked him. "Hey good looking, would you be willing to escort me to the Sadie Hawkins dance next month?"

Noah grinned and said, "My lady, it would be my honor to escort you to the dance."

Problem solved.

I had just put the steaks in the oven to turn around and see Noah right behind me again with this, almost covetous, look on his face.

"What?" I asked him.

"What do you mean 'what'?"

"That's not the first time I've turned around to find you right behind me after I've put something in the oven."

He grinned, walked up to me, and enfolded me in his arms, his lips finding my eager ones with no problem. The kiss didn't last very long and, when he pulled away, he moved to the side of my head. I thought he was going for my neck, so I told him no hickeys. instead, he whispered in my ear. "Can I help it if my girlfriend has the most gorgeous ass I've ever seen?"

I gasped, which isn't easy with a huge grin on your face and exclaimed "Noah!" in happy shock at the compliment.

"What? The only way it could get even prettier was if it didn't have any clothes covering it." He smiled, referring to our agreement.

"Noah!" I repeated, blushing this time.

I kept having to take Noah's hand off my thigh while I helped him study. It wasn't that it was distracting him from learning, it was distracting me. After the third time I had to repeat myself because I forgot what we were covering, I had to move to the other side of the table. He had the nerve to grin.

x~x~x~x

I was happily snuggling into my mom's side while we watched one of my mom's favorite shows on TV, True Blood. It was interesting, but I liked Stargate Universe better. Although, having Noah bite me on the neck was a rather erotic thought.

I lay in bed, naked as had become my habit, and I daydreamed of my upcoming date with Noah, and what dinner with his family would be like. An icy chill swept through me, and I sat upright in bed as a thought entered my mind. What if they don't like me? So much for getting any sleep now...

[Baby? What if your mom and sister don't like me?]

It was a minute before Noah texted back. A minute that seemed like an eternity.

Noah - [Baby, they're going to love you! Mom already thinks you're the best cook ever, and my sister is happy that I'm not being such a dick to her anymore. They can't wait to meet you!]

[But what if they don't like me for some reason? What if they find out about my little problem?]

Noah - [Love, don't worry! They already love you! Mom has been giving me that look. You know, the one where you hear wedding bells?]

Oh god, too fast, much too fast.

[Three years is all I can promise.]

Noah - [Nope, you said for as long as I want you, and I have the text to prove it. But don't worry, we're not there yet. It's just the way my mom is.]

I could feel my heels digging in as if I needed to put the brakes on. Our first date's tomorrow night, his mom hasn't even met me yet, and she's already thinking marriage? I mean, really? My heart and stomach were twisting, but in opposite directions.

Noah - [Babe? Are you okay?]

[I'm sorry Love. It's the use of the 'M' word. I wasn't expecting it at all to be honest.]

Noah - [Yeah, I know it's too soon. But my mom is already trying to ship us, talking about grandkids. I just wanted to prepare you].

[Grandkids? Does she know about me yet?]

Noah - [Nope, not yet. Not my secret to tell. And I don't have the heart to tell her no to the grandkids.]

I needed to talk to him. Our date might just be the time to do it.

x~x~x~x

Friday was here! I couldn't concentrate on my schoolwork. My first ever real date! With a boy! Who says he loves me! I kept expecting things to go wrong somewhere. When I saw Matt approaching me outside of school, I felt my stomach drop. As he got closer, I could see that there was no aggression in his stance or his eyes. Instead, they looked apologetic. Either he was a much better actor than I expected, or he was sincere.

"Kayleigh? Can I talk to you?"

I decided to keep it friendly but be on guard just in case. "Sure Matt. Need help with something?"

"Um, yeah. My apology. I was completely over the line the other day and I'm sorry I hurt you. It's just that I really like you and wanted to be with you."

I felt like a weight had been lifted from me and I could breathe easier.

"Apology accepted Matt. I was telling the truth though, I turned down everyone that asked me, including Noah. I was only planning to hang out, dance a little, and then leave. I didn't expect Noah to do what he did."

"Yeah, everyone can tell that he loves you and you him."

I huffed. "I tried not to, trust me, but it happened. I like you Matt, you're a really cute guy, but I wasn't planning on any relationships. Mine with Noah just came out of nowhere. But just so you know, if Noah wasn't in the picture and I had decided to take a date to the dance, I would have said yes to you."

He smiled "Really?"

I smiled too. "Yes, really."

"Yeah, well, I told Alicia I'd go to the Sadie Hawkins dance with her, so you missed out again." he joked.

I laughed. "Yeah, seems that Noah is stuck with me."

We walked into the doors together, talking and laughing, to see Noah next to my locker. Matt just waved to Noah who was giving him a guarded look.

"What did he want?" Noah growled softly.

"Noah, behave. He wanted to apologize for grabbing me and to be friends again. Besides, I've been trying to ship him and Alicia and it seems to be working, so I'm happy about that."

He cupped my chin, leaned in close, and said, "As long as everyone knows you're mine. I don't want anyone else except for Sandra touching you."

Our faces were mere inches away when he said that and his words zinged through me, warming my heart.

"God Noah, I love it when you get all alpha male and possessive."

Then I raised up on my tiptoes and kissed him. Sadly, the bell rang, so we had to cut our kiss short and race to our classes.

x~x~x~x

"Okay, tonight Noah and I are going out, then tomorrow morning I have my therapy appointment, then dinner at Noah's house to meet his family."

"Okay, but I get to be the Maid of Honor at your wedding." Sandra said, making me choke and spew root beer all over the table.

"Uh oh. You mentioned the 'M' word!" Noah said as he patted my back.

"Well, technically it was the 'W' word."

"Same thing!" I choked out, the burning sensation in my lungs just now getting better. I coughed and cleared my throat a few times while Noah, being the gentleman I knew he was, wiped my mess up with a napkin.

"Just for that, I may rethink having you spend the night next Saturday!" I joked.

Sandra assumed a haughty expression. "No, you won't, you love me too much!"

I coughed again. "I mildly like you."

Then I turned to Noah, keeping the joke going "See, give them affection and they take a mile!"

"I'm with Sandra. I've been in a threesome before with two good looking girls, it's hot!"

"Noah!" Both Sandra and I said at the same time. But I bet we both were thinking the same thing, that it probably would be.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking. Don't mention previous sexual escapades, got it!"

With Noah's words echoing in my mind, I kept an eye on Elizabeth and Stacy, but I didn't see any malice in them. I think they're just like dogs... 'squirrel', and they're distracted. Maybe it was a football player adjusting himself in those pants. I know they distract me! At least before Noah and I got together.

I missed seeing Noah in Glee, especially since all the girls but for me and Rachel are just 'winging it'. Even Quinn has only shown up for practice once.

Noah took me home and was it ever hard to pull away from those lips of his. I gave him one more quick kiss and a squeeze of those biceps before getting out and running in to the house. I had a lot to do and very little time in which to do it. I had laid out as much as possible last night. A quick shower and I was getting dressed. Then hair and makeup, last minute touches, a quick check in my purse to make sure I had everything I needed. I debated about protection and finally decided better safe than sorry. I finished just as Noah rang the doorbell.

He hadn't realized before that the camera lens to the side was actually a doorbell as well. He wasn't the first to make that mistake. My heart fluttered to see him in his black slacks and cobalt colored shirt. I saw a bouquet of red and orange tulips in his hand that he handed to me. I gasped, how in the world did he know what my favorite flower was? I looked up from sniffing the flowers to ask him, but he beat me to it.

"I asked your mom what your favorite flowers were."

I smiled. My first flowers.

"She also said something about the language of flowers, so I looked it up."

I looked back at Noah, and he had this knowing smile on his face, his hazel eyes alight. He could see I knew the meaning of the flowers as well. Red tulips meant Love, Passion, ... and lust. Orange meant understanding and appreciation between the person giving the flowers and the one receiving them, especially if they were in a relationship and spiritually connected. In other words, soulmates.

I couldn't tell him that I didn't believe in such things, I just rose up on my tiptoes and let him have his way with my mouth. I hoped that he'd be able to touch my tonsils one day. As much as we wanted to keep kissing, we had a date to get to, so I put the flowers in a vase and left them on the dining room table. I could smell his woodsy cologne and my heart fluttered.

He kissed me and then hugged me, telling me how much he loved the way I always smelled so good. We talked about Glee and his grades as we drove to Breadstix. His grades were steadily improving, actually passing math instead of failing. Science saw him go from a 'D' to a low 'B'. I told him how proud I was of him for that. He told me about looking into civilian flight school, but it was still too expensive. I decided to ask his mother what his birthday was and pay for his lessons as a birthday gift. Or a Hanukkah gift, whichever came first.

I told him about Quinn and how she was doing as well as what my mom said about being a mother. Noah said he got it, but he was a man who took care of his responsibilities. It made me happy he felt that way. I was looking at the scenery go by when I noticed something.

"Uh, Baby, we just passed Breadstix."

"I know."

"Then..." I stopped. He'd talked to my mother. And I knew what was about a mile down the road. I turned to look at Noah and he had the biggest grin on his face. I smiled and settled back into my seat. At The Peking Palace, I had the pleasure of seeing Noah's eyes bug out at how much food was on my first plate, and then the shaking of his head when I finished it. It was kind of funny seeing his jaw drop when I went back and returned with another plateful of food.

"How do you stay so thin?" He asked as I used my chopsticks to put another piece of calamari in my mouth.

After swallowing I replied. "I've always had a very efficient metabolism, courtesy of my grandmother. In addition, I've Cheerio's practice now in addition to my martial arts."

Noah told me about his mother and sister and their home life. He admitted to being a dick to his sister until I started getting him to change. He thanked me profusely for that because it took more stress off his mom now that he and his sister didn't fight as much. I got the picture that Noah respected his mom very much and did whatever he could to make it easier on her.

I told him about my dad, how he cheated on my mom, their separation and divorce, Bethany moving in, the agreement between my mom and dad about me, and his murder due to gang violence. He empathized with me, slipping into my side of the booth to hug me and kiss my forehead after seeing the tears springing up from talking about it. He asked me questions on more lighthearted things. Like who my biggest celebrity crush was.

"Well, if you take yourself out of the running, then it would be Vin Diesel."

His smile lightened my mood so much. We talked some more, keeping it light. I was so amazed to see how gentle and caring he could be, how good of a listener he was, and how he seemed to sense my moods from the smallest cues. I could do the same with him. If I did admit to believing in soul mates, then we were. As we were leaving, he asked me what movie I'd like to go see.

"Can we go to the lake instead?" I asked. "I need to talk to you about something and I like going there."

His face fell, then lightened. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing bad, I promise."

"Okay."

It was getting cool, and I hadn't dressed for the weather. My desire to go to the lake was a last-minute decision and a blue jean skirt and a dark green blouse wouldn't cut it. I got out and walked toward the lake, trying to gather my thoughts. I had my arms wrapped around myself when Noah came up and put his letterman's jacket over me. I smiled my thanks.

"You're worrying me, Babe."

"Sorry Love, just gathering my thoughts."

I went over near the dock where there was a wooden bench allowing you to sit and look out over the lake. Noah sat down next to me and put his arm over mine. "I love it here, it's so peaceful. You have no idea how much it means to me that I was the first person you shared this with."

"I want to share everything with you."

I sighed. "Noah, when we texted the other day, you mentioned the 'M' word."

He started to say something, but I held my hand up.

"Please, let me finish. I never expected to have a boyfriend. I wanted one, yes, just never expected it. We haven't been together for very long and I promise, I'll be yours for as long as you want me. If that means we end up getting married, then I'll be the happiest girl on Earth and will try to make you a good wife. But it's way too early to be planning our wedding. Not many couples survive high school, much less the separation due to college. I hope we are one of them, I really do. If we are, and we do get married, children are a possibility. Our children. Our biological children."

I paused there to try and let him absorb that.

"Okay, I'm confused. How could we have biological children? I mean, we're both dudes, at least as far as our junk goes. I'm sorry Baby, I don't want to hurt you, I love you but... how?"

"I told you that I planned on having surgery when I turned 18?"

"Yeah."

"That would be for gender reassignment, normally I'd be using my male parts and making a vagina out of them. However, my mom's a Thoracic surgeon and head of the Surgery Department at Lima General. One of her college friends was telling her about an experimental surgical technique that was being developed at the facility she works at in Europe. It involves the placenta, cloning, and nanites."

He winced and grabbed his crotch when I mentioned the typical procedure for gender reassignment. Poor Noah. "Uh, explain?"

Noah was a very smart person when he applies himself, but this seemed more in the realm of science fiction than reality to the uninformed.

"Okay. We're made up of different cells, once set, they never change. The cells in a placenta though, haven't been assigned a function yet. Remember Dolly the sheep?"

"Yeah, that was the sheep that was cloned right?"

"Yes, an exact copy. Now, what the researchers are going to do is take those unassigned cells and grow a fully functioning set of female organs for me. Vagina, ovaries, uterus, everything. My mom and my therapist have gotten me into the trials to have one implanted in me when I turn 18. And because it's from my own cells, the chance of rejection is zero."

I looked at him straight in those gorgeous hazel eyes of his and said, "Fully functioning."

I watched his expression changed from confused to realization.

"You mean..."

"Noah, say we do end up getting married and I have that surgery. If we have unprotected sex, then I could end up getting pregnant and giving birth."

It was a good thing we were sitting down; Noah looked a little woozy. Say, like I did when my mom explained it to me. I've just had longer to get used to it.

"And, and the nan thingies?" His voice shook, but he was hanging in there.

"Nanites. Microscopic robots. The possibilities for them are endless. The ones the facility are using will reshape my pelvis into a more feminine shape, allowing for me to give vaginal birth as opposed to a 'C' section. My hips will widen slightly since males have narrower pelvises, but not by too much. Noah, by the time I turn 19, I will, for all intents and purposes, be female."

He got up and started walking. I had been nervous explaining it to him, but I hadn't expected something similar to when I came out to him. I got up and went to him.

"Noah, It's okay. If you don't want to be with me then I'll understand. I just wanted you to have all the facts before we go any further in this relationship. That is, if you still want to be together."

I was shaking and not from the cold. I had a great guy, and I might lose him. I felt like pieces of my heart were already cracking and falling off. "Noah, talk to me please Baby."

He turned and looked at me. At least he didn't look shocked or angry. "It won't change you, the way you are?"

"Only biologically. I'll end up having periods with the side effects of that. I could be bitchy for few days due to cramps and whatnot. Sore boobs, acne, all the joys girls go through."

Suddenly I was in his arms, his cheek against my head. "As long as you stay the way you are. I'm in love with you, all of you. The fact that we could end up having kids is a bonus."

If he hadn't been holding me, I would have sunk to my knees in relief. I started crying.

"Why are you crying?"

"Because I was so afraid of losing you and now, I know I'm not going to."

"Never. Let's go inside and get warm."

I let him lead me inside and he started another fire. We sat together, his arm over my shoulders, both of us looking at the TV mounted on the wall that we hadn't turned on, each with our own thoughts. I broke the silence first. "Baby, I know it's a lot to take in, and I'm sorry. I just don't want to blindside you later with it. I'd rather you know now so you can make your own decisions."

He nodded, then said, "So, babies."

"Yeah."

"As in you being pregnant with my babies."

"If you want to have babies." I did and having them with Noah would be more than I ever dreamed possible.

"Whew, that's a relief!"

Uh, what?

"What's a relief?"

"Knowing that you'll say 'yes' when I ask you to marry me."

"I didn't say that!" I protested.

"You did! You said, and I quote, 'say we do end up getting married' and then I asked about having my babies, and you said, and I quote again, 'if you want to have babies'. To me that means that you'll say 'yes'."

"Well, no... I mean... yes, that's what I said but..."

He shut me up by kissing me. I didn't notice the coat falling off of me onto the floor as my arms went around his neck. I didn't even notice as he slowly pushed me down until my back hit the armrest, covering me with his body.

"Ow." I said into his mouth.

He broke off the kiss and, standing, took my hand, leading me over to the bed. When we got there, I placed my palm on his chest. "I don't want to tease you Love. But I'm not ready for sex just yet."

Not mentioning the condoms and lube in my purse, which was currently out of reach in his car.

"Okay." He said, his breathing a little heavy. "And I should tell you, I've been tested, and I'm clean."

It took my foggy head a few seconds to process what he just told me, then it clicked. "Oh."

He laid me on the bed and then stretched out next to me, partly covering my body with his own, our lips locked together. I was running my hands over his back, feeling how firm his muscles were. Noah's own hands were running over my shoulders and down my arms. He threw his leg over mine and I could feel him through his pants. When he began kissing my chin and jawline, I moaned "No hickeys." When, at the same time, I tilted my head to the side to give him better access to my neck.

"Not where they can be seen." He muttered between kisses.

And then he started slowly humping my thigh. My thought's flashed back to my purse in his car, my will dissolving under his, not totally unwanted, assault on my person.

"You're so beautiful Kayleigh." He whispered in my ear as he took my lobe and lightly bit it, making me gasp and shudder at the pleasurable feeling that ran through me. More, I wanted more. I ran my fingers through what little hair he had and over his scalp. He licked the rim of my ear, whispered "You smell so good, all the time." and then kissed me behind my ear.

I felt his hand slide from my shoulder to my neck and he gently ran a calloused finger over my skin on the opposite side of where his mouth was doing it best to turn me into a quivering mess. As he continued to kiss me lightly along my pulse point, his hand trailed the edge of my blouse down to the top button. The blouse I was wearing didn't show anything. Removing the top button would allow some of my breast to be visible if I moved a certain way. Removing two would reveal that my bra was one of those front closure types.

Noah's lips were on mine again as I felt him working the top button. It didn't stand a chance, he had it undone quicker than I could have, and I hummed my moan into his mouth as his fingers now delved into new territory. Another button was done away with in record time and, like Amerigo Vespucci, also began exploring, caressing my skin and tracing a finger along the top of my bra.

Noah broke our kiss, then pecked my nose before trailing kisses under my chin and down the front of my neck. I moaned and then kissed the top of his head as soon as I could reach it with my lips. He interspersed kisses with small licks until he was at the clasp, but he'd made no move to undo it. I didn't know if I'd stop him at that point or not, Noah was making me feel that good.

It was when he licked me along the cup line that my back arched, pressing my chest hard against him, and his mouth latched on to where my breast started to swell. I was breathing hard and my mind was a mess. Need had replaced thought, advice had succumbed to desire, and I was filled with want. I growled when I felt Noah began to gently suckle on the skin of my boob.

I pressed my thigh hard against his erection as he continued to flex his hips over me, his hand running down the thigh of my other leg until he reached the hem of my skirt. Squeezing my leg with his strong hands, he slid his hand up my thigh, bringing my skirt with it. I groaned in complaint when he took his mouth off of me. I tilted my head down as he moved over to my other breast and could see a largish purple mark there. 'Not anywhere they can be seen' indeed.

His hips had picked up speed and his other hand drew close to the one area I was most concerned about. But, as his thumb hit the leg hole of my panties, he moved his hand aside until it was grabbing my hip. As Noah was giving me a hickey on my other boob to match the earlier one, I felt him suck very hard and his body shudder, the hand on my hip squeezing with almost bruising force. He pulled his mouth off of me and was breathing as if he'd just ran a mile. I could feel something wet and sticky on my leg. After a minute or so, Noah rose up and kissed me hungrily.

"I need to go to the bathroom." He said hoarsely, swallowing. He sat up as I lay there, unable to move, my eyes following his movements. He lovingly buttoned my blouse back up and kissed me once more before standing and walking to the bathroom. But not before I could see the dark stain on his pants.

As I lay there, feeling the lack of warmth that was Noah, and the especially chilly spot on my thigh, I discovered that my boy part was poking against my panties. Wonderingly enough, it didn't seem to bother me that it was doing that. And the emotion that I was feeling about Noah actually orgasming from just rubbing against my thigh? It was incredible! Me! Making him feel that good by basically doing nothing!

Noah came back out wearing a pair of jeans instead of his slacks and carrying a washcloth. He sat on the edge of the bed and began to clean the area on my thigh that was sticky from his seminal fluid.

"I'm sorry." He said.

"What for Love?" I asked, confused. What did he have to be sorry for?

"For making a mess on you, for pushing you."

"Baby, I actually like the idea that I can make you feel good enough for you to... cum."

The word was a little hard for me to say, not really comfortable yet with sex, even talking about it. "And you didn't hear me say 'grandma' did you? You didn't do anything I wasn't willing to let you do. I'm actually surprised that you didn't undo my bra, I mean, the clasp was right there."

He smiled, maybe a little shyly. "Well, I'd just jerked off before picking you up, hoping it would keep me from getting carried away."

"You did?!" I said, I was going to ask 'why' but he'd already explained that.

"Yeah, two to three times a day."

Cue the eyebrows and jaw drop.

"Because of me?" I asked, feeling regretful.

"Um, yeah." My face fell. My Noah was suffering because of me. He saw my expression, sitting down next to me and holding me. I lay my head on his shoulder and apologized. "I'm sorry Noah."

I heard and felt his body shake as he chuckled.

"It's alright Cuddle Bunny, it's a decision I made when I decided you were worth more than an easy time with any other woman. I enjoyed myself more just now that I have in a very long time having full blown sex with anyone else."

I couldn't help smiling at the implied complement. I lightly kissed his neck and then nuzzled in, taking deep whiffs of his cologne. I felt so comfortable, like this is where I was meant to be. I still didn't believe in soul mates, but I was beginning to doubt my belief. A thought found its way into my mind at that moment, probably fueled by my jealous side at the mention of him having sex with others.

"So, Noah... boyfriend..."

I started to say, when I was interrupted by Noah's.

"Uh oh, what did I do Babe?"

I guess it was my tone that warned him. "About this masturbation several times a day."

"What about it?"

"What are you thinking of when you jerk off?"

"You."

I felt a warm, pleased, glow wash over me and I hummed as I nuzzled into his neck. That's actually what I wanted to hear.

"Usually, one where we're naked with you bending over and my right hand is on your right hip with my left hand grabbing your left shoulder, and I have my..."

"OKAY! Good! Yeah! I get it!"

I guess he got the reaction he wanted, because he laughed. I smiled and snuggled even closer to him.

Lots of snuggling and many kisses later, Noah dropped me off at home. I hated to see him go, feeling like a part of me was missing whenever we were apart. At least I'd get to see him tomorrow. Now I was super nervous about having dinner with his family, his mom viewing me as the future 'Mrs. Puckerman'.

A/N: Just a mention about the vagina transplants and such that I had Kayleigh talk about in the story. Only the part about the use of Nanites is science fiction at this point, and even that might be possible by now.

The rest is actually fact and has already been done according to what I found out from an article I read on Scientific American where 4 teenagers had lab grown vagina's implanted (due to a medical condition).

Also, there is a blog talking about 'Uterine transplantation in transgender women' at ncbi dot nlm dot nih dot gov referencing where eight live births have occurred so far. I'm not certain, but I'd imagine such a procedure would be hideously expensive. I would encourage those interested to go ahead and check into it.

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