Shawn Mendes Smut :)

Smut #1

(A/N: Sorry its long but i hope you guys like it and credits to tumblr)

The morning had been pretty routine: gym, shower, coffee, 8AM work meeting. But with Shawn finally at home after months of being away, the last thing she wanted to do was leave. When she got out of the shower this morning, she caught herself watching, watching as his back muscles make themselves rather prominent underneath his white t-shirt when he reached up to ruffle his fingers through his hair because let's face it, there was no use in trying to run a brush through that curly mess. Her eyes lingering on his body, traveling up as she took notice in how toned he's gotten while being away. Startled when her gaze met with his in the mirror. A smirk spreading across his face, catching onto what was happening. She blushed, walking past him to head into the bedroom before he grabs her by the wrist, pulling her into him.

"Sure you can't stay home?" His voice sweet, nose brushing against hers. Plump lips inches from touching hers and it's everything not to push him against the counter, take him right then. She leans up, his lips ghosting across hers before they meet. His teeth sinking into her bottom lip, pulling a moan from the back of her throat. She puts her hand on his chest, god his perfectly trained fucking chest.

She shakes her head, "wish I could, but this meeting is important. Can't miss."

He places another kiss on her mouth and she feels herself about to cave, falling into him, and she feels his hands smooth up her side, grabbing onto her towel and pulling it off her body, pooling around her feet.

"Fuck babe"

His eyes clearly pleased as they follow his wandering hands to her breast, cupping it in his hand before leaning down, sucking her rosy nipple into his mouth and she whimpers at the sudden sensation. Her fingers gripping onto his hair, tugging at the curls.

She pulls on his hair again, bringing his face up to rest his forehead against hers.

"Really have to," she stops when she feels his lips on her neck, "have—to go."

His lips a silent token of praise to her warm skin, leaving open mouth kisses against her neck. She bites into her bottom lip, hand gripping onto his forearm. Knows she needs to get ready but can't help but love how desperate he is for her. Makes her heart race knowing that all he wants to do is touch her.

"Okay," she giggles, pushing him off, "really I've gotta go get ready."

She looks up at him through her lashes, his lips a deeper red than they were moments ago, giving him one more quick kiss then picking up her towel to heading into the bedroom. She bites onto her lip as she walks out of the bathroom, can feel his eyes raking down her backside as she walks away.

And now as she sits in her office finishing up some work, all she can think about is getting home to him as quick as possible.

Didn't mean she couldn't have her own fun in the meantime

Waiting for an email from her boss, she pulls her phone out of her purse sitting beside her.

To Shawn:

How's the first day back at home?

Before she can set her phone on her desk, it vibrates.

From Shawn:

Kinda boring, used to always being on the go. But I guess it's nice to just kinda chill. What time do you get off?

To Shawn:

4:30. Wanna do dinner? I think there is stuff for miso soup in the pantry.