Shawn Mendes Imagines

Return the Favor

A/N: I wanna meet shawn and touch his tattoo sO FRICKEN BAD😩😩

"Hey, babe," Shawn pressed a kiss to my cheek as I swung the door open. He was sporting a tight white shirt along with some red basketball shorts, messy hair, and bright pink cheeks framing his contagious glowing smile, "brought your favorite."

"Mmm, I love you," I wrapped my arms around his torso before gripping the bag full of Chinese takeout in one hand and Shawn's hand in the other.

"So what's this important thing you had to tell me? Well, actually, do you wanna eat first then talk, or talk then eat?" Shawn asked as I took led him up the stairs and into my bedroom.

"Um," I set the food down on my desk as Shawn grabbed my waist, sliding his thumbs beneath my shirt and beginning to rub gentle circular motions on my skin, "lets talk first because I really just want to get it off my chest."

Shawn nodded, guiding me to the bed. He slid onto the silky pink sheets, his back against the headboard as I sat in front of him. "Shoot." He said, licking his lips. I glanced down at my hands that were already trembling from thinking about how to approach the topic.

"Aw, what's got my little princess so nervous?" Shawn joked, jutting his bottom lip out and shaking his head at me. "Come sit on daddy's lap and tell him what's the matter."

I blushed, moving forward. Shawn grabbed my thighs and brought me onto his lap so that we were facing each other. My hands ran over his shoulders while he looked up at me, waiting for me to begin speaking.

"Well you know how you always, like, go down on me?" I mumbled the last part quietly, looking down at our laps in awkwardness. I moved my hands around his chest, nervously gripping the collar of his shirt in my fist.

"Yeah? Shit, do you not like it, babe? Does it not feel good 'cause -"

"No, no," I cut him off, glancing back into his eyes that were wide with concern, "I-I love it. It feels good, like, really good." I gently bit down on my lip at the thought of Shawn pleasuring me with his tongue, his face stuffed between my legs and his grip on my thighs.

"Mmm good," he mumbled, squeezing my bottom, winking and chuckling lowly, "I love making you feel good."

"See, that's the thing." I sighed, "You always go down on me and I just want to return the favor, you know? But I'm just scared I won't make you feel as good as you make me feel."

"I see," Shawn paused for a moment, "so my little baby wants to suck daddy's dick, huh?" He laughed loudly, as my eyes widened, playfully smacking his arm.

"Shawn, stop!" I buried my face in the crook of his neck in embarrassment while he continued to laugh.

"Okay, okay, baby, I'm sorry," he bit his lip. "If you want to, I'll let you, princess. I just don't want you to feel like you have to."

"No, I really want to," I nodded, running my hands up his arms, gripping his biceps as he kept a hold on me, "I just - I've never - I don't really know how."

"I'll teach you, babe," Shawn smiled, grabbing my cheeks with his hands and lowering my forehead to his lips, kissing it gently.

"Can you teach me now?" I asked quietly, resting my head on Shawn's shoulder, lightly kissing his neck. My fingertips ran down his abdomen as he hummed in response.

"Now, huh? Sure," he chuckled as I got up from his lap and knelt down on the floor in front of the side of the bed. Shawn sat up a bit, slipping off his shirt, then sliding off both his shorts and underwear, revealing his soft length. I bit my lip, feeling my stomach turn in both excitement and anxiousness as he sat at the edge of the bed, with me between his legs.

"Come here," he called quietly, one hand gripping his shaft, rubbing it slowly, the other softly cupping my chin, bringing me closer to him. "Take it in your hand."

I wrapped my hand around his length, getting used to the feeling of it. Shawn sighed quietly at my gentle touch. "Lick the tip, babe." His voice was quiet, a bit raspy. I gently ran my tongue along the head while rubbing the rest of it as I watched him do earlier. Shawn moaned lowly, giving me a bit of confidence to continue.

"Mmm, you got it. It's all yours, princess," Shawn tucked a piece of hair behind my ear, then running his thumb down my cheek and chin, caressing my skin. "You can lick it, suck on it, get messy with it, babe. Do whatever you want."

I nodded once again, this time taking the tip into my mouth and slowly sucking on it. Shawn's quiet groans along with his hardening length continued to draw more confidence from me. I took more of him in my mouth, swirling my tongue around the head.

"Mmm, suck a little harder, babe," Shawn moaned, tossing his head back in pleasure. Obliging to his request, I hollowed my cheeks, feeling him writher beneath me. Eliciting a deep moan from the back of his throat, I knew I was doing something right.

Pulling it out of my mouth, I licked a soft stripe along a prominent vein on the underside of his shaft, earning another breathy moan from my boyfriend. Shawn opened his eyes to watch me, gathering my hair and holding it back while gazing at me with parted lips.

"Yeah, baby, just like that," Shawn moaned as I took him back in my mouth again, sucking him off faster and harder, "God, I love this view. You look so good on your knees for me, princess."

A few minutes passed by of me pleasuring Shawn, and soon he was out of breath, thighs trembling, hands holding a tighter grip on my hair.

"Oh, baby, I-I'm gonna cum,"he moaned. "You can spit or swallow, whatever you want."

I parted my lips, pulling him out of my mouth and working him with my hand for a moment to tell him I would swallow. A grin appeared on his face at my words while I started sucking him off again, and before I knew it, hot spurts of the thick, creamy substance were running down the back of my throat, accompanied by Shawn's deep groans of pleasure.

Taking him out of my mouth, my eyes fluttered open at Shawn who was coming down from his high, his eyes opening and closing softly.

"You're such a good girl for me, baby," Shawn whispered tiredly, pushing my hair behind my ear again as I sat down on my knees, smiling up at him.

"How was it?" I asked, reaching up to play with his fingers. He gave me a huge smile, squeezing my hand.

"Incredible," he gushed. "Now get on this bed and spread those pretty thighs for your man."

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um smut in honor of shawn getting a fuckin taTTOO, graduating, and becoming 84928491 times more daddy material? i think so.

- ur fave who has the filthiest mind