Bad Tendencies | shawn mendes

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Saje.

Submissive — ready to conform to the authority or will of others; meekly obedient or passive.

I couldn't wrap my head around this right. What I was reading was beyond anything I've ever read. This had to be a joke. But it wasn't because here I am reading it all over again with Shawn watching me.

"Say something Saje."

"What can I say? Yes? You want me to say what you want to hear." I look up at him and he stares back before looking off to the side. "I'm not making you answer me right away. I'm giving you time."

"This might be a while Shawn. I'm—I'm a virgin. I can't handle all this torcher." I rub my finger softly and take a deep breath. "I know you're a virgin and it's only torcher if you don't obey." He leans forward in the chair and places his head on his fist.

"How did you know I was virgin?" I question and he arches his eyebrow. "Forget it. Why are you picking me? What do I have that another woman doesn't?"

"You don't throw yourself at me. You have morals and handle yourself right." I shake my head and place the packet in front of me. "Can we go? I'm ready to leave."

"Saje, listen to me—" He grabs my wrist as I get up but I snatch it from him. "I don't have to listen to anything, Shawn. Why would you find pleasure in this? You like this shit?" He sighs and stares at me as I continue.

"I'm not the girl for this. I can't—I just can't think about it right now." Before he could say another word, I walk off not caring where I was going.

I knew there was a catch but this was unbelievable. I never thought it would be anything like this. Being tied up and spanked by not obeying? Shawn already had this feeling over me, I enjoy his demanding ways. It made me feel butterflies in my stomach every time.

I picked the contract back up before I had walked off. I sat on a nearby bench and flipped through the pages, reading throughly. Some of these were overboard and others were acceptable. I do like when Shawn gets aggressive with me but could I handle this?

I sigh and put my attention on the full moon, thinking. My phones rings, Harry's name flashes across. I answer.

"Melrosè, how's it going down there? I would think you would post about it."

"Oh, yeah. I'm having too much fun with Connie and her family. I've barely been on my phone." I get back up and continue walking as I talk to Harry.

"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself. It makes me happy to know you are." He admits causing me to blush. "What have you been doing?" I ask.

"Not much. Champ and I are going to a party later on." My phone vibrates on my face so I pull it back seeing Shawn calling me, I hit the decline. "Sounds fun but Harry, I'll call you tomorrow. Connie needs my help."

"Alright Saje. Continue enjoying yourself. When you get back, I wanna take you out." My phone vibrates again. "Okay yeah. Bye."

I tuck my hair behind my ear and debate on calling Shawn back.

Shawn.

I had no idea where Saje was and it was pissing me off. I didn't think she would run off like that. My head was spinning thinking of what her thoughts are right now.

What if this was the last string? She could possibly be telling Harry and her friend. They'd probably tell her to leave me alone. I've called her multiple times and sometimes it would go straight to voicemail.

I click her contact again and let it ring, I sigh in relief when she answers. "What Shawn?"

"Where the hell are you? You can't be running off, you have no clue where you're going." I clench my fist at the idea of her becoming lost. "I'm a grown woman."

"Where are you?"

She finally gave in and sent me her location. Charles immediately followed the gps until we seen her sitting on a bench. I get out the car and walk towards her, pissed.

"Don't ever pull that shit again." She chuckles and shakes her head, getting up. "Whatever Shawn."

I pull her by her waist into me, pressing my lips against hers. I feel her body loosen as she holds my side gently, I cup her face and I slowly slide my tongue in her mouth. She sucks on it and moans softly before I pull away.

"I'll do it." She bites her lip before opening her eyes and looking at me. "But I have some changes."

"Like what?"

Here we were sitting in the living room. She flipped through the papers, explaining everything she didn't wanna do or alter them.

"We are not using anal objects." She shakes her head no. "Okay, fine." I shrug and sip my bottle of wine.

"I think that's everything. Sign here?" I nod and watch her sign her signature, even her handwriting was beautiful. She hands me the contract and I place it on the table. "When do we start?"

"Soon."

—

The weekend went by fast now we were on the jet, making our way home. Anna blew my phone up the whole time, I had to block her number. I just knew she would pop up at my job again.

I looked over at Saje who was watching a movie that was displayed in front of us. Her leggings made her figure look good and I can't help myself. My hands grip her thigh tightly as I place soft kisses on her neck. She hums softly as she spreads her legs. She leans against the window as I pull her leggings down.

"No panties, good girl." I smirk up at her as I position my face in front of her clit. It looked too good to touch. I kiss it gently and hear her gasps a little. My tongue slides between her folds and I thrust it in and out.

"Don't s-stop." I abruptly stop and sit up, pulling her leggings back up. She looks at me crazy and sits up straight. "What the hell?"

"You read the contract right?" She nods with her eyebrows furrowed. "Begging can lead to no pleasure."

"Are you serious right now?"

"You're lucky it's not more, sweetheart. Watch your movie." She smacks her lips before looking at the tv. I chuckle softly and pull my phone out, handing business.