Shawn Mendes Imagines Part 3 {COMPLETED}

127. Honeymoon*

A/n: Smuttiness is ahead! Also, explicit language in this one. Anyways, I hope that you guys enjoy this imagine. Okay, let's begin!

Yesterday I married the singer and songwriter, Shawn Mendes. Once we left the wedding reception, we went to a local hotel in the city and we would fly to Hawaii in the morning. I woke up in Shawn's arms, and when I opened my eyes, his beautiful caramel eyes that I always get lost in were already staring into my own eyes.

"Good morning Mrs. Mendes." He said and my smile widened as my heart fluttered at my new name.

"Good morning Mr. Mendes. Yesterday was magical." I said. He pulled me closer to him and he nodded.

"Yup, it was. And today we fly to Honolulu, but our flight isn't until noon so we have a few hours. What do you want to do until then my darling wife?" Shawn asked. I smirked.

"Well, how about I get changed into the lingerie that you picked out for me and then you can take my virginity?" I asked. Shawn's smile widened and he nodded his head almost violently.

"Yes, that sounds amazing." He said. I giggled. He got out of bed and handed me the white lace lingerie. I smiled at him.

"I love it. Thank you for this baby. I'm going to go in the bathroom and get changed." I said. Shawn nodded.

"Okay darling. You're welcome and I'm glad that you like it." He said. I smiled and went in the bathroom. I changed into the lingerie and looked at myself in the mirror. Wow, I was actually feeling a bit confident. But suddenly, that confidence came crashing down. What if I'm not as good as his past sexual partners? What if he doesn't like how this looks on me? How badly is this going to hurt? I jumped when I heard a knock at the door.

"I'll be right out." I said.

"You okay in there darling?" Shawn asked, and I felt bad when I heard the concern in his voice. I nodded even though he couldn't see me.

"Yeah." I said, and then opened the door. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped.

"Holy fuck babe. Oh my gosh you look so sexy honey." He said. I blushed and smiled.

"Thank you." I said. He gently pulled me in for a kiss. I felt my heart race as if I had just run a marathon, I felt butterflies erupt and fly around in my tummy, and I felt sparks shoot through my body like fireworks on the Fourth of July. We soon pulled away so we could catch our breaths and smiled at each other. I was happy but I felt nervous. Shawn, knowing me so well, must have sensed this, because he frowned.

"You okay honey?" He asked. I sighed.

"Can we sit on the bed for a second please?" I asked. He nodded and we sat down.

"What's up my lovely girl?" He asked.

"Um, I'm just really nervous I guess. Like, I trust you with everything in me, I really do, so I don't know why the fuck I'm so nervous. I know that you're going to treat me right." I said as tears began to fall onto my cheeks.

"Honey it's okay to be nervous." He said.

"But I feel bad. Like, it's you, you always treat me right no matter what it is, so why am I so nervous about this? I don't get it and I guess that I'm just upset with myself for being this nervous." I said. Shawn wiped my tears away and I smiled a little when I felt his wedding ring rub against my cheek.

"My love, my wife, it's okay. I promise. I'm going to take good care of you. I'm going to be gentle and I'll go slow, okay?" He asked. I nodded.

"Okay. I'm sorry that I'm crying." I said. He shook his head.

"It's okay baby. Is there anything specific that you want me to do?" He asked. I thought for a moment.