Shawn Mendes one shots

Burns

"Shawn, I told you to watch the pasta!" You hissed as you entered the kitchen again. Shawn looked over his shoulder and faced you with a wide smile painted on his rosy lips.

"I am." He said defensively, flashing another wide and rather proud smile.

"Clearly not very well." You laughed, your eyes popping to the pot on the stove a few steps away.

A wrinkle formed on Shawn's face as his eyes darted from you to the stove and then, the panic began to show on his face.

"Fuck." He yelled, throwing his phone and jumping down from the kitchen counter.

You couldn't help but laugh at his headless reaction. The water was boiling too much, running down the sides of the pot and onto the stove as a burnt smell began hanging thick in the air around the two of you.

"How could you not smell this?" You asked him, shaking your head at Shawn's ability or lack of ability, to cook even the simplest things. "It's practically burning, you idiot."

Shawn ignored your sarcastic comment just like he ignored your failed attempt to strangle a laugher, he just continued mumbling swear words under his breath. Clearly annoyed with how amusing you seemed to find this.

"Shawn, don't!" You hurried to say as he reached for the boiling pan. "It's hot."

Your words didn't matter much, since he had already grabbed the pan with his bare hands. A quiet whimper escaped from his mouth as he removed his hands in pain.

"You don't fucking say." He mumbled, sucking on the tip of his thumb.

You shook your head lightly at your clumsy boyfriend, still trying to hold back a laughter. Quickly, you grabbed a dishtowel, pushed Shawn aside to reach for the pot to place it in the sink.

"Well... There goes our food." You told him, throwing the burnt pasta into the trashcan after pouring the hot water down the sink.

"Did I mention I don't cook much?" Shawn laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. It made you roll your eyes at the innocent faced he pulled and then, you shot him a mocking smile.

"Don't you dare roll those pretty little eyes at me." He warned you, raising his eyebrow as his tongue slipped across his plump bottom lip.

"I would never." You acted offended by his comment, tilting your head to the left while sending him a sweet stare.

"Then why are you?" Shawn replied, narrowing his lips as the heat flushed his face.

"I'm not." You said, holding back a chuckle. "Promise."

Shawn walked across the floor to get next to you, before his hands slid around your waist and pulled you closer to his hips. His chest brushing slightly against yours, you felt the warmth from his body spread to yours. Shawn lowered his head closer to your face and you felt him exhale against your lips.

"Did you burn yourself?" You asked him, locking your eyes together.

Your question was asked party to mock him just a bit more and partly due to worry, because having Shawn in a kitchen never seemed to end well, no matter how simple his task was. You should have learned by now that the only thing you could trust Shawn to make was a good cup of tea.

Shawn licked his lips slowly without removing his stare from you, tugging your waist closer to his hip. His fingertips wandering down your arms and sent chills down your spine.

"Would you kiss it better if I did?" He breathed, pressing his lips harshly together. It forced a warm pool between your legs.

His teasing words left chills on your body as you nodded gently at his question, forcing air into your lungs.

"Then I think I burned my lips." He said, making a pouty face. "Quite badly, actually."

"Mh, poor thing." You whispered back, your teeth digging into your bottom lip. "We can't have that, can we?"

Shawn shook his head as a reply to your question while letting his thumb slide across your soft lips, spreading them slightly apart. Lifting your chin up to expose your lips to him, he closed the tiny gap between you.

It didn't take long before you could taste Shawn's familiar sweetness on the tip of your tongue as yours slipped into Shawn's greeting mouth.

You let your fingers disappear into his unwashed curls, tugging him further into the kiss in a rather rough move. It forced Shawn to moan into your mouth as his tongue played with yours ever so gently.

The little whimpers escaping Shawn's mouth forced a tickle spread in your stomach as a heat run down your spine, the deeper you extended the kiss.

Shawn pressed his body further against your hips, pressing your back roughly against the edge of the counter in the kitchen. It sent a sharp but small pain through your body, but you didn't care enough to focus on it. Shawn broke the kiss by sucking on your bottom lip and then, biting into it shortly after.

This time, you were the one, who couldn't hold back small whimpers as he continued sucking on your soft spot. Just how he knew you liked it.

Shawn closed his arms around your hips and placed you on top of the counter, allowing you to be just about as tall as Shawn.

His hands firmly spread your legs apart, opening for him to press himself in between. You wrapped your legs around Shawn's hips as your fingers locked behind his neck.

Shawn's lips found yours once again and within seconds, his tongue slid into your mouth and the heated kiss continued. He was eager.

His hands were rubbing your thighs harshly, touching all the right places causing burning trails from his fingers on your skin. You let your hands run up his white t-shirt, your fingers sliding down his heated back as you felt his muscles move again your palm.

Your nails left a trace behind all the way down his back, probably leaving red marks here and there.

Shawn's tongue moved from your mouth down to your neck, nipping to your steamy skin. Once in a while, he'd bite into you or suck roughly on a sore spot.

As your hands wandered his back, you felt Shawn's body getting tenser and more heated. He was hot and bothered and you loved everything about it. You loved being in control like this, it turned you on that you had the power to make him feel like this. You did that to him.

You attached your mouth to his exposed neck while beginning to suck on his obviously tender skin, leaving a hickey behind when your mouth left. Shawn gasped from feeling your wet tongue move in small circles on his neck, pressing your thighs even further towards the counter to relive some of the frustration your teasing mouth caused him.

Shawn moaned your named as he yanked his hips into your core, allowing you to feel the growing boner in his shorts. Shawn's entire body was trembling, his fingers were digging roughly into your skin as he tried coping with the sexual frustration your mouth served him, his lips trembling as your name covered in a whimper sounded from time to time. Unable to stand still, you felt his hard cock dig into you and you couldn't help but gasp for air.

He wanted you and he wanted you right now, and he was so ready.

You let your hand slide down his stomach to reach between his legs. Your fingers barely got to brush the fabric covering his cock before Shawn had picked you up and started walking across the floor.

"Weren't we cooking?" You whispered playfully into his ear.

"Not anymore." He hummed back, carrying you towards the bedroom.