Shawn Mendes Imagines

Table Teasing

A/N: I've been having writers block, so here's an imagine i saved from my smut book, it was a request from @Chelsea_R5_

"Chelsea, can you come here and help me set the table?" My mom called as I pushed myself off my bed, walking downstairs.

I opened up the top cabinet and pulled out a stack of plates, setting them down on the kitchen counter.

"So, the party starts around seven and it's six thirty right now," my mom walked by, grabbing a few bottles of wine and setting them on the dining table, "people should start arriving soon so after setting those plates out, go put on something nice," she smiled as I nodded.

I walked up the stairs, going into my room and shutting the door, stripping myself of my sweatpants and t-shirt, and opening up the closet.

The door creaked open as I quickly grabbed a shirt off of a hanger, holding it up against my chest.

"Oh my god, can you please knock?" I groaned before Shawn walked in, smirking.

"Who let you in?" I rolled my eyes as he walked towards me, taking the shirt from my hands and dropping it on the floor.

"Your mom let me in, you little dork," he chuckled, placing his hands on my waist, pulling my body closer to his.

"Oh," I giggled, throwing my hands around his neck, "well, now that you're here, help me pick something to wear."

"How about you just wear what you have on now?" He smirked as I glared at him, "Or better yet, just wear nothing."

"Shut up," I laughed, taking his hand and leading him towards the closet. He let go, snaking his hand around my bare waist, "what do you think I should wear?"

"You look good in everything, so don't worry," he whispered softly, pressing his lips against my temple as I rolled my eyes.

"You're so cute," I laughed, pulling out a short, red dress, "It's a dinner party, so, kinda fancy. How about this?" I asked, holding it against my body.

"As long as I can easily rip it off of you after this party is over, I'm fine with it," he licked his lips.

"You little-"

"Kidding, baby girl," he leaned down, cupping my cheeks in his hand, pressing his lips against mine as I smiled into the kiss, before he pulled away, resting his forehead against mine, "that will look absolutely beautiful on you, my darling."

Shawn helped me zip up the dress as I stood in front of the body length mirror, his arms wrapping around my waist from behind, placing a gentle kiss on my shoulder, "Ready?"

I nodded, slipping on a pair of black stilettos, taking Shawn's hand as he led me down the stairs, joining the rest of the crowd seated around the mahogany dining table.

Shawn pulled out my chair as I sat down, thanking him before he kissed my cheek, sitting down beside me.

"These two are cute," I heard a lady whisper to my mom, nodding towards us as she agreed, Shawn and I exchanging a quick glance before he winked at me.

About twenty minutes passed by, full of eating and talking, before I felt a warm hand laying on my thigh gently rubbing up and down.

I gulped, looking down to see Shawn's hand on my bare thigh, his Lokai bracelet around his wrist.

"Stop," I stifled a laugh as he leaned into my ear, while everyone else was busy talking.

"You look so damn good in that dress," he hummed into my ear, kissing it, "I can't help it."

"Oh yeah?" I smirked, spreading my legs the slightest bit apart, tugging at my dress and pulling it higher up on my legs, watching as Shawn's eyes widened in delight.

"You naughty girl," he bit his lip, sliding his hand under my dress, immediately moving my panties aside, "you're gonna get it."

"Then give it to me, baby," I sunk my teeth into my bottom lip, winking at him before he gently slid his finger along my heat, watching as I tensed up.

"Seems like you've been thinking about me already, hm?" He chuckled, hinting towards my wet core as I closed my eyes, my hand shakily holding onto my fork above the table at his gentle touch.

"Yeah," I breathed as he nodded, laughing to himself.

"Be a good girl," he mumbled once more, before sliding two fingers into me as I grabbed at the table cloth, feeling him pump his fingers in and out of me.

"Shawn," I bit my lip as he hushed me, the room being too loud for anyone to make out what we were saying.

"You're a bad, bad girl, you know that?" He whispered, adding a third finger as I let out a quiet whimper, dropping my fork and grabbing his wrist with both of my hands.

"O-Only for you," I whispered back, feeling my stomach tighten, my thighs trembling as Shawn moved deeper, curling the tips of his fingers and hitting a small bundle of nerves as I came, my grip on his wrist tightening.

"That's how it should be," Shawn chuckled, pulling out and lowering his head as I watched him put his fingers in his mouth, slowly licking them clean.

"That was so good," I breathed, grabbing his bicep, my body still shaking as Shawn ran his fingers along my thighs.

"We're just getting started."

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you guys don't voTE AS MUCH ANYMORE CAN WE GET 90??

i'm sorry i've been super busy buT IM TRYING TO WRITE MORE IMAGINES. sorry for the lack of updates)):

-Rebecca