Shawn Mendes Imagines

Distracted

Nov 3, 20181,307 notes
Distracted

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Word Count: 1.6K

Genre: Smut (lol i know shocking) and Fluff

Shawn's half packed suite case was lying on the floor by the foot of the bed, a few shirts lying around it long forgotten and waiting to be packed.

The soft music filled the room mixed with the low whines coming from the both of you. His head was buried onto the soft pillow underneath and his sweaty curls were sticking to his face as he watched move on top of him.

His fingers dug onto your waist trying to get you to move your hips faster on top of him. A pleading "Please" fell from his lips looking up at you with hooded eyes. You are more than happy to give him what he wanted a grin on your lips.

You place a hand on his sweaty chest to give yourself some support as you push your body to move faster on top of him. The loud moans falling from his lips were music to your ears. Knowing that those deep and pleasure filled moans were being caused by drove you crazy.

You push away the hair falling in your face and tucked it behind your ear as he watched you. He was thankful to the soft glow coming from the lamp on the night stand as it lit up the room just enough so he could see your naked figure move on top of him, pleasuring him in every way he wanted.

His gazed moved over to the swell of your breasts watching them bounce with each move you made. His hands moved from your waist the cup your breasts making your hips twitch unexpectedly as he played with your rosy nipples.

You called out his name with a whimper enjoying the attention he was giving you.

Feeling himself twitch inside if you he knew he was close. He wanted to make sure that he took care of you first before he would be rewarded himself with sweet relief. One of his hands moved to the back of your neck as he pulled you down flush against his chest.

You felt the wind being knocked out of your surprised at his actions. Before you could even question his actions he was kissing you, holding your waist in place as he pushed up into you.

Your moans were muffled against his lips, as you kept on moving your hips trying to match his thrusts.

"Fuck baby, I'm close" 

Hearing you say those words his hands move in-between your flushed bodies, his fingers finding your clit. His fingers skillfully move against you trying to get you reach your high faster.

And before you know it you're coming on top of him with your whole body shaking. The groans falling from your lips and the tightening of your walls is just enough for Shawn to reach his own release.

Your whimpers die down as you lie on top of Shawn lifelessly, to spent to even move. Your head is placed on his chest as the both of you come down your highs.

"You okay?" Shawn asks playing with your hair. You manage to nod your head, your breathing going back to normal. 

You kiss his chest before moving yourself off of him hissing at the feeling of cock slipping out of you.

Shawn doesn't let you get far away from him as he wraps a arm around you pulling you against him. The two of just lay there, cuddled against each other with no words being exchanged.

You bask in the after math of the amazing sex the two of you just had.

"I'm going to miss doing that on tour" he says breaking the silence.

You look up at him with an amused look

"We can always facetime" you offer

"It's never the same if I can't feel your skin against mine"