Bad Tendencies | shawn mendes

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Saje.

"Saje wake up. You need to eat." Shawn says removing my ear buds. I sit up in my seat looking down at the meal in front of me. It consisted of steak, mashed potatoes and broccoli.

I lay my napkin on my lap and began eating. "You're not hungry?" I ask him, he shakes his head no without looking at me. "Is there something wrong?"

I watch him lock his phone and lean back in the chair. He stares at me before grabbing a fork and leaning towards my plate. He stabs the piece of steak i've cut and eats it. "I'm fine Saje. I just have a lot of work to finish."

"So this is a business trip?" I slightly roll my eyes but quickly stop realizing what I've done. Luckily he didn't notice or he let it slide. "No—kinda. I have a few things to take care of then I'm free."

"Whatever you say." I pick at my food and feel myself lose appetite. Shawn opens his mouth to say something but his phone rings. The name Anna flashes brightly leaving him a message. "One of your victoria secret models?" I joke at his employees.

"I'd rather see you in a dark lace lingerie and heels." He mumbles texting the person back. My teeth sinks into my bottom lip as I push the strand of hair out my face. I couldn't show him the effect he had on me right now. I grab my glass of water and take a sip before sitting it down.

"How much longer do we have?"

"About three more hours." He says. "I'll be back." He unbuckles his seat belt and gets up, walking towards the bathroom.

I make that my cue to go back to sleep. Putting my earbuds in, I close my eyes and fall asleep quickly.

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"Sweetheart, we're landing."

I open my eyes and advert them to the little window beside me. It's dark but the lights made the city beautiful. My eyes widen after realizing where we were.

"Paris, Shawn? This is amazing." I smile at him, he chuckles and nods. "Ever been?"

"No. It was on my bucket list to visit the city of love." I say causing Shawn to laugh. No guy has ever taken me anywhere besides a restaurant. Shawn was doing everything and more but I felt like there was a catch. We've only known each other for two weeks and he was doing lots of things for me.

I slide into the matte Ford Fusion and Shawn gets in after. My focus is on the streets and people sitting outside eating dinner. Paris was the most beautiful and romantic place to me, as cliche as it sounds. I don't think I would have a problem being alone.

"Yes I've landed." I look over at Shawn who is talking on the phone. I pull out my phone and take it off airplane mode. My phone lit up with messages and miscalls from Connie and Harry.

From harry:
how's the trip so far? I called Connie bc you didn't answer but neither did her...

From harry:
i'm fucking dumb lol...who makes calls on a plane? just call me when you land ❤️

From connie:
i already want to come home...everyone is asking me when am i gonna get a bf or have kids...i'm fucking 23!

From connie:
i just met this cute dude named Q and he's taking me out...ttyl

I laugh at the messages and decided to wait to reply. I see Shawn looking at my phone so I lock it. He clears his throat and continues speaking to whoever.

The car comes to complete stop in front of a hotel. Charles, who is our driver now, opens the door for us. I get out and look at the tall building. Shawn snaps his fingers and quickly step by his side. He holds my lower back as we walk in and we're immediately greeted.

"Ah welcome Mr. Mendes and greetings to you ma'am." He smiles at us both. There was a girl on each side of him who were staring at Shawn. He wasn't paying attention but I was. "Let me get your key sir."

"la regarder, elle n'est pas une vue pour les yeux douloureux." Look at her, she's not a sight for sore eyes. A mid height red head says looking me up and down. I slightly tilt my head at her and they start laughing. I open my mouth to say something but Shawn beats me.

"Regardez ce que vous dites ou je vais vous faire virer immédiatement." Watch what the fuck you say or I will have you both fired immediately. The two girls looks at him in shock but straightens up. "Sorry sir. We meant no harm."

He can speak french?

"Here you are. I hope you both enjoy your stay." The guy smiles again and gives Shawn the key. He lets me walk ahead of him towards the elevator. The ding goes off and we step in.

"What did they say?" I ask once we're alone. He shakes his head and leans on the railing. "I handled it. It doesn't matter."

"I think it matters when those fake bitches are talking about me." I cross my arms over my chest and stare him. I thought maybe he would give in but he chuckles. He kisses my cheek when the elevator opens. "Don't worry your pretty little brain, Saje."

I follow behind him. "How do you know french?"

"I took a few classes before I started the family business. I was always obsessed with learning other languages and french was the first." He says nonchalantly. I nod and look around as we continue walking towards the end of the hall. A big door was at the end and I'm pretty sure it was our room. He swipes the card and the door unlocks, he gestures for me to go in. I push open the door and observe the room.

"I have to meet up with a couple friends in a hour but be dressed alright?" He grabs my waist and pulls me to him, kissing my forehead. I nod and watch him walk away to the bathroom. The two men drops off our bags and leaves.

I take my suitcase and walk to the room I shared with Shawn. I look up from laying my bag down and seen his body in the steamy glass. The bathroom door was wide open. I let my eyes roam down his toned stomach while biting my lip.

"You must like what you see." I jump and act like I'm doing something as he chuckles. How did he know I was staring at him? His back is facing me. "No not really."

I hear him turn off the water. I pull my things out that I needed for my shower and hair. Shawn comes out with a towel wrapped around his waist and water dripped down to his v line.

"H-how long w-will you be with your friends?" He dries his hair off and walks over to his suitcase. "Less than an hour so I'm telling you once to be ready."

I nod and advert my eyes elsewhere. I bend over to adjust the shower and feel satisfied with the temperature. I step out my clothes and get in the shower. I knew for a fact Shawn was staring at me, no doubt. I lathered my body in soap along with my hair.

"I'm leaving."

"Stop doing that! You're gonna give me a heart attack." I cover my body somewhat with my hands as he looks me up and down. "Come here."

I hesitantly step towards him. His hands traces my stomach down to my thighs, I hold my breath and look at him. His cold fingers run over my folds and I squirm a bit. His eyes never leave mine as he slides a finger inside. He slowly thrusts in and out of me, my lips part letting out a moan.

"You're soaking wet hun." No shit, I'm in the shower. But this feeling was pure pleasure and I didn't want him to stop. My moans become louder as he picks up the pace. "Please keep going—right there."

"Here?" He says deeply in my ear and my eyes roll back, feeling myself tighten around his fingers. I hold onto the railing for balance as I come onto his hand. He licks every one of his fingers and winks.

"Be ready Saje." With that, he washes his hands and leaves the room. I stand there unsure of what I'm feeling but I liked it. I bite my lip smiling and continue getting ready.