Shawn Mendes Imagines

Misbehaving

A/N: This imagine is for CAMERONMYMENDES , hope you like it!

"Nicole, come downstairs," I rubbed my temple, letting out a small sigh as I waited for my six-year-old daughter.

She walked down the stairs, and into the kitchen as I pointed her towards the dining room chair, "We need to talk, baby girl."

"What?" She asked, playing with the hem of her hot pink tank top.

"I got a call from your teacher and she told me you were misbehaving in class. Is that true?" I watched as she ignored my question, staying silent.

"Hey," I called softly, tilting her chin up and forcing her to look at me, "I'm talking to you."

"Leave me alone!" She screamed, pushing me and running back upstairs as I leaned against the wall, burying my face into my hands.

"Hey, love, everything alright?" Shawn asked quietly, walking into the kitchen.

"No," I took my face out of my hands as he wrapped his arms around me, nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck, "Nicole won't listen to me, she's misbehaving at school, and I-I'm just not a good mother."

"Shh, baby, don't say that," Shawn whispered, gently kissing my neck.

"It's true," I sighed, wiping my tears away as Shawn continued to leave small kisses along my skin.

"Come on," he took my hand, leading me upstairs, "I'll go talk to her."

Shawn walked towards Nicole's bedroom as I went into ours, sitting down on the bed. I could somewhat make out what they were saying.

"All taken care of." Shawn walked into the bedroom after a few minutes, shutting the door behind him as we heard little footsteps run back down the stairs, "Come here."

"Sorry I'm not the best mom," I mumbled against his chest as he kissed my forehead.

"Hey," Shawn whispered, his hand cupping my chin, "don't say that, you know that's not true."

I sighed again before he grabbed my waist, picking me up, my legs hanging loosely around his hips, my arms wrapped tightly around his neck.

"What are you doing?" I laughed as he tossed me onto the bed, his body hovering over mine, my hands resting against his chest.

"I'm gonna make you feel like the best wife ever," he growled, kissing my neck as I giggled again, throwing my head back and allowing him more access.

"Shawn," I breathed, "s-she's downstairs we can't-"

"I guess you'll just have to be really quiet then," he chuckled, "I'll make it quick."

Shawn grabbed my hips, sucking at my neck as he tugged at my jeans, pulling them down, revealing my navy blue, lace panties.

Hooking his fingertips around the hem of the thin, lace material, Shawn pulled them off of my body in one swift motion, and tossed them aside, immediately grabbing at my thighs as I laughed again.

"Shawn," I giggled, pushing his head away from me, "I can't be quiet with you."

"Well, you're going to have to right now," he mumbled, a small smile on his face as he went straight for my heat, sucking and nibbling gently on my clit as I moaned quietly, grabbing his hair.

Shawn dug his fingertips into my thighs, throwing my legs over his shoulder at he continued to work at my heat, sliding in two fingers as I bit my lip, trying not to scream.

"Mm," he hummed against my body, pumping his fingers in and out repeatedly as my thighs quivered in pleasure.

"Shawn, I-I'm close," I breathed, my chest rising and falling quickly as I pulled on his hair, looking down at him pleasuring me.

"Come on, baby, you can do it," he whispered encouragingly, his tongue swirling around, leaving me a writhing mess on the sheets.

"Oh my god," I bit down hard on my bottom lip, tugging at Shawn's hair as he groaned in pleasure while I released into his mouth.

"How was that," he slid my panties back up my legs, rubbing my thigh and squeezing my bum as he laid beside me on the bed.

"Amazing," I giggled, sighing and resting my head against his chest, my body feeling more relaxed.

"Hey," Shawn called, kissing my cheek, "you're a perfect mother and a perfect wife. We're in this together, okay?"

"Okay."

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-Rebecca