Tour Bus

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So i was just thinking about how i always sign "rebecca" at the end even though NO ONE calls me that...like everyone i know calls me becky or beck but i think it sounds weird at the end soo yeah idk.

A/N: This imagine is for @kelly-grier-mendes. Hope you like it!

"Good night guys!" Shawn screamed into the microphone before running off of the stage.

The crowd roared as all the lights came on, people beginning to leave the venue.

I stood backstage, clapping along with the rest of the crowd as Shawn came back in, taking a sip of his water.

"Let me just get all my stuff together baby, I'll see you on the bus." Shawn said, planting a small kiss on my forehead.

I grabbed my jacket, heading outside and getting on the tour bus as I waited for Shawn.

A few minutes passed by, and I heard the sound of the bus door opening.

"Finally." Shawn breathed, grabbing my waist and crashing his lips onto mine.

I grabbed his neck as I kissed back harder, his hands moving down my backside as he squeezed my butt.

I let out a small moan, Shawn smirking and taking the chance to slip his tongue into my mouth.

He pulled my top over my head, as I pulled down my shorts, leaving me in my lace undergarments.

"Damn, Kelly," Shawn whispered breathlessly, "For me?" He scanned my body quickly, bringing his eyes back up go meet mine.

I nodded my head slowly while biting my lip, wrapping my arms around his neck and playing with his hair.

"Who else?" I smiled, "I know you must be so tired after all these shows, baby boy."

"But never tired for this." He smirked, grabbing at my thighs as he lifted me up off the bus floor.

My legs hung loosely around his hips, my lips connecting with his again.

"Mmm." He moaned.

I tugged at the hem of his black t-shirt before pulling it off as he fumbled with his pants, in a rush to rid himself of his clothing.

More clothes piled up in the floor, leaving both Shawn and I expose in each other's arms.

Shawn kissed my neck, sucking and biting until he found my sweet spot, as I let out a soft moan.

"Mmm, you like that baby girl? You like it when I kiss you like that?" He whispered into my ear, as I quickly nodded my head.

I felt something hard press up against my inner thigh as I laughed slightly into the kiss.

"Sorry baby, I can't help it." He mumbled.

He positioned himself at my entrance before sliding his length into me, as I let out a loud moan.

Shawn quickly pressed his large hand against my mouth, covering almost half of my face.

"Shh, baby girl. We have to be quiet, okay? Everyone is still at the front of the bus." He whispered.

I nodded, replying as my voice came out as a muffled sound.

Shawn thrusted quick and hard, his fingers pressing hard into my skin as his hand remained over my mouth.

My body shook under his control as I felt myself go weak at the knees.

"Oh god, you're so tight, Kelly." He grunted, removing his hand from my mouth.

"Mmm, Shawn." I moaned quietly, stuffing my face into the crook of his neck as his thrusts quickened.

"You're doing so good, princess." He encouraged me.

I opened my eyes to look at Shawn. His head was thrown back in pleasure, his eyes shut tight, his eyebrows knitted together as he concentrated on pleasuring me.

"Shawn, I-I'm close." I whispered, my breath hitching, my chest rising and falling quickly.

"M-Me too." He grunted.

I felt him twitch inside of me, signaling that he was close as well.

"Kelly-"

He stopped as I felt his warm liquids shoot into me as I released onto him concurrently.

His grip on my waist loosened, only the sound of our heavy breathing filling the small room.

Shawn pulled out, and set me down on the ground as he pulled me into a hug, kissing my forehead.

I giggled, my cheeks turning a light shade of pink as I ran my fingers through his slightly damp hair.

"I love you, Kelly. I'm so glad you came on tour with me, baby doll." He whispered, pecking my cheek.

"Me too."

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Hope you guys liked it! Still deciding on a name for y'all...

-Rebecca

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