Shawn Mendes Imagines

#11

**WARNING SMUT**

Music blared and bodies grinned against one another around me. I squeezed through the throngs people, trying to find a place to sit down. Most everybody in here was intoxicated, I was one of the few that wasn't. I never enjoyed over excessive drinking, a drink or two was enough for me.

I made my way over to the bar after dancing so much that my legs were tired. One other person sat at the bar stools, a boy who looked to be about my age. I sat beside him making small talk.

His name was Shawn, he was 18 years old, the same age as me. He too didn't enjoy drinking as much as his friends did. He had only tagged alongside his friends because he had nothing else to do tonight. He had gorgeous features. He had a sharp jawline, topaz eyes and wavy brown hair to frame those enticing features. He was tall with broad shoulders and muscular arms.

We got to know each other over a span of a couple hours. It was now nearing one a.m. Shawn's friends had already gone home and my friends were outside trying to catch a cab. He and I flirted back and forth, neither one of us trying to hide that we were flirting.

"I don't really know how to ask this, but, uh, would you want to come back to my apartment with me?" He asked, scratching the back of his neck nervously but wearing a cheeky smile on his face. I nodded my head, biting my lip in excitement as we both knew what was to come when we got there.

We stepped outside, waiting for a cab in the cold night air. He wrapped his arm around me attempting to keep me warm. His hand rested awfully close to my behind, but I made no effort to move it. I didn't want to. Shawn waved down a cab that was nearing the club.

We sat down in the cab and Shawn gave the driver his address. He then sat back and placed his hand on my thigh. He squeezed it lightly and caressed my skin with his calloused fingers. Just a simple touch from him drove me crazy.

We soon arrived at Shawn's apartment and made our way inside. I followed behind Shawn who led me inside, my fingers laced into his. We walked into the kitchen where he rummaged through the fridge for a drink before offering me something. I told him no thank you and pulled myself up onto the cold countertop to sit down.

I waited for Shawn to finish his drink, unsure of what I was expecting him to do afterwards. He placed his drink on the counter and his hands maneuvered to my hips.

"I hope you know that I'm not some player who brings every girl he meets to his apartment. You're actually the only one.." he trailed off. "I really do think you're gorgeous."

"I just so happen to think you're very good looking yourself, and don't worry, I didn't think you were like that." I reassured. Shawn leaned in to kiss me, I broke the space between us by crashing my lips onto his. I'd been waiting all night for this and I'll be damned if I wait any longer.

His hands rubbed up and down my sides and I pulled at the hairs on the back of his head. My tongue slipped into his mouth, running smoothly across his. The kisses were sloppy and rushed, but that was okay. We were both anxious for what was to come.

We continued to make out as the clothes began to come off. Shawn's shirt lying on the floor there, my dress and my bra lying there. Clothing was strewn everywhere. We eventually found ourselves in the bedroom, Shawn only in his boxers and I was completely naked.

It was into the early hours of the morning by now but I still felt as if we had all the time in the world to be together. I sat on Shawn's lap after removing his underwear. I continued to kiss him but the kissing wasn't enough to satisfy either one of our needs now. I grinded on Shawn's lap, my raw skin on his.

I was much wetter than I realized because the more I rubbed myself up and down Shawn's it became easier to grind against him. I slipped back and forth, my hands resting on Shawn's strong biceps. His hands dug into my hips, helping me grind on him.