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Shawn Mendes (Dirty)

"Y/N, you've been staring at your clothes for about thirty minutes now. I doubt anything new will just magically appear." Shawn sighed with a joking exasperation.

"I know, I know. I just want to make sure that the outfit I pick is appropriate for the occasion." I replied. See me and my boyfriend Shawn were going to a very fancy restaurant for dinner. But not just a leisurely dinner but one with the president and associates of Island Records, Shawn's record label. While Shawn had been signed with them for a few months now he has yet to meet the rest of the important people from the label. They invited us to a dinner so they could see just what kind of person Shawn was. And more importantly how he acted around people he was comfortable with, such as myself. So they offered us a free dinner at some incredibly posh restaurant. While I was excited I was also horribly nervous. If they didn't like Shawn's behavior he could get kicked off of the label. If they didn't like me they could make Shawn break-up with me due to image issues. So the amount of pressure for the both of us was almost unbearable.

"Y/N, you're going to look beautiful in anything you wear. You didn't pack any revealing clothes, so whatever you pick is going to be appropriate. Just wear the blue dress. It matches my shirt." He stated trying to hurry me along seeing as we only had an hour left.

"Fine. Fine. Now I have to go do my hair and makeup." I exclaimed rushing to the bathroom. I heard a groan of annoyance come from the hotel bedroom.

"I'm dating a maniac." Shawn joked.

Within twenty minutes my look was fully completed and we were ready to go. The car ride was quite short so we arrived with ten minutes to spare.

Upon entering the restaurant Shawn and I were awestruck. There were fancy twinkling lights and people wearing jewelry that probably cost more than some college tuition. As the waitress led us to the back of the restaurant we noticed a somewhat large table with six official looking people at one end. One of them I recognized as David Massey, the president of Island Records. I met him the last time Shawn and I came to New York.

"Hello Shawn. Lovely to see you again! You as well Y/N." Mr.Massey said as he stood up to shake our hands. One by one each of the six people from that side of the table stood up to introduce themselves. After our orders were placed they started asking Shawn questions about himself and his plans as well as asking me small questions every few minutes. I could see Shawn was still a little nervous but was easing up slightly. I reached to gently rub his thigh to soothe him even more. He stiffened at first from what I thought was probably just the coldness of my hands but then he eventually relaxed.

The food had been served not too long after we placed our orders and the questions that they were bombarding Shawn with ceased to small conversations about the future and the label. By now Shawn had completely eased up and seemed pretty comfortable. About halfway through eating Shawn placed his hand slightly above my knee. I didn't pay much mind to it because that was something he did quite a lot. I continued talking to the woman sat across from me about how I felt about everything that was happening with my boyfriend. Mid-sentence Shawn removed his hand and placed it directly over my underwear. I let out a small squeak and jumped slightly.

"Are you alright?" One of them asked concerned.

I was trying to control my breathing as he kept rubbing me through my underwear. "Yeah I just got a slight chill. My apologies." I managed to say in a single breath as I quickly started chewing on my food to stifle the moan that was making its way up from my throat. As the people from the record label talked amongst themselves Shawn leaned down close to my ear.

"Baby I need you so bad. Pretend you're sick. I want to go back to the hotel." He requested as he took my hand and placed it directly above his hard crotch suppressing his moan with a cough.

I removed my hand, much to his displeasure and I examined the people in front of us seeing that they were all still engaged in their own conversation. "I will not. This is a very important dinner.You can wait." I whisper yelled as quietly as I could with him still being able to hear me.

"Baby please." He pleaded.

"Is everything okay kids?" Mr.Massey asked curious as to why we were whispering to each other.

"Yeah everything's fine. Y/N just said she has a bit of a stomach ache." Shawn lied. God was I going to kill him.

"If that's the case I don't think we would mind wrapping things up a bit early. We're all practically finished anyways." Mr.Massey explained.

"That would actually be for the better. Thank you so much for the dinner. And I'll see you in the studio tomorrow." Shawn said getting up to shake their hands as I stood up to do the same.

"Yes, thank you all. Dinner was amazing. Terribly sorry to cut it short." I chirped as we were all walking towards the door.

"Not a problem. Feel better." They all respectively got into their cars as me and Shawn got into ours.

"I'm going to kill you. That was a really important dinner for you." I exclaimed.

"And it went great! They loved you and me. We were all getting ready to leave anyway. And I'm horny. Priorities Y/N."

"Pull over." I shouted. I was fuming but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't equally as turned on. So If he wanted sex, I was going to give him sex.

To confused at my sudden outburst to disobey, he pulled into a small abandoned parking lot. "Why are we-" I shut him up by attacking his lips. Unbuckling my seat belt I climbed over the center console onto his lap. "Y/N what are you doing?" Although shocked he continued kissing me.

"You said you were horny Shawn. Frankly so am I. So we're going to fix our mutual problem." I explained.

"In the car? Shouldn't we., you know, go to the hotel?" He asked.

"Priorities Shawn." I mocked. Using his tone of voice from earlier.

Lucky for Shawn that was enough of an explanation. He kissed me back passionately as his hands moved down to grab my ass. He hiked up my dress a bit and continued to make my hips move against his causing the sweetest friction. Constant moans were filling the small space of the car.

He moved one of his hands down to rub me through my underwear.

"Shawn...Mmm...Please...I Need you." My words being separated by moans as he continued to rub me. He simply nodded his head quickly as he lifted me up slightly to undo the zipper of his black jeans, pulling them and his boxers down just enough so his achingly hard erection was freed. I kissed him again as I felt Shawn's hand move my underwear to the side and start rubbing my clit. He used his other hand to grab his dick and move it to rub against me, replacing his fingers,

"Mmmm...Baby stop teasing." I pleaded again, seeing that he was teasing himself as much as he was teasing me. With another quick nod of his head he moved so that he was slowly pushing inside me.

"Ugh. God you feel so good around me Y/N." He slumped down in his seat so he could control his pace a little easier. I started moving my body so that I was bouncing up and down causing him to grab onto my hips and both of us to let out continues strings of moans and groans.

"MMM..Y/N...move a little faster baby. I'm so close." I did as he asked and started to pick up my pace bouncing onto him even faster. I could feel myself clenching around his dick letting him know that my orgasm was near as well. He moved one hand from my hip and started to roughly palm my clit making me scream in pure ecstasy. I clenched around him again. "Oh shit. Y/N do that again." I clenched around him again all the while he was still roughly moving his palm against my now throbbing clit.

"Oh God. Shawn." I screamed out as my orgasm washed through my whole body. I threw my head back as my body landed against the steering wheel. My orgasm triggered Shawn's as his head was thrown against the head rest with a look of immense pleasure on his features. He slowed down his thrusts, riding out his high, he kissed me again. This time less urgently but with the same amount of passion that there is each time we kiss.

I rested my forehead against his as we both regained our breaths.

"I'm glad we have our priorities in check Y/N." He stated, chuckling lightly to himself.

"Me too Shawn," I giggled. "Me too."