Training Mendes // s.m.

nineteen

Finally, the chapter you've all been waiting for, this whole chapter is basically smut, skip to the next to avoid! Millie just spends the night at his huge house.

Millie
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Shawn was true to his word and came back two hours later. I decided that moving in with him was probably the best option, however for tonight we would spend the night at his. I had never been to Shawn's house. It was quite intimidating actually.

I had packed an overnight bag and laptop, wanting to work while I stayed. I made sure to lock the deadbolt and the door handle lock, Shawn made sure all the windows and the balcony were locked. Shawn drove us to his house, literal house. We are the same age and he has a house.

I bit my lip as we drove up to the gates. Shawn told the guard his name, along with mine to have it written for record incase someone came and asked for me. I was nervous that Jeremy could have followed us, but Shawn told the guard to not let him in. I had an old photo of Jeremy and gave it to the guard, it was in my phone so we just sent it to the guard.

It wasn't actually just of Jeremy. It was Vicky, Jeremy, and I. We were sat on a bench at the beach with my parents and we were smiling huge. I quickly deleted the photo after showing the guard and we pulled into a driveway.

I peeled my eyes from my phone and looked up at the house. Shawn got out, coming to my side and helping me carry my bag in.

"You live here?" I gaped.

"Yeah, I do." He laughed.

We walked up to the front door and walked inside.

"So I will show you my room and then give you a proper tour." He smiled, interlacing our fingers and leading me to the stairs.

They were a birch colored wood, the house was primarily whites, light creams, and grays. He took us to his room, which had dark woods and was pretty bare.

"I keep my instruments in another room, don't want to bring work into the bedroom." He shrugged, setting my bag on the bed.

Shawn took me on a tour of his house, adding little notes of each room. He led us to the backyard which contained a pool and a pretty garden. There were sunflowers along the edges, which were my favorite flower. It made my heart warm. I looked at Shawn and smiled.

I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him. His hands held my waist and pushed us into the house. We walked back through the white french glass doors and he put his hands on my butt. He muttered 'jump' and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He held my butt and my arms held myself over his shoulders.

"My bed or the couch, your choice?" He pulled away.

"Your bed, I want to sleep." I chuckled.

He responded with a quick laugh and pressed our lips back together. He carried me up the stairs, laughing along the way up. We wandered back to his room and he set me on the bed. He stayed between my legs and we turned it into a heavy make out session. I slowly moved Shawn to sit on the bed, pulling away from him.

I removed my shirt and his. His eyes danced at my chest and he muttered 'fuck' under his breath. I almost bursted into laughter and his hands went to my hips, pulling me towards him. His mouth went between my boobs and he left kisses. He sucked on small spots, not for long. He moved his hands behind my back and undid my bra.

The material went limp and I slid it off my arms. I moved my hands to Shawn's jeans, unbuttoning the tight fabric. Shawn helped remove them, not only were the now tight on the top, they were tight on his legs. He pushed me lightly to lay on the bed, moving us to the top of the bed. He reconnected our lips and his one hand moved to remove my underwear. He pushed them away and removed his own.

He leaned to the side of the bed, pulling a condom from the table and left it sit on the side of the bed. I pulled his face back to mine and he bit my lip, a small moan pushing past my lips.

"Don't hold back. Nobody can hear us here." He smirked.

He moved to kiss down my body, and came to where I needed him. He pushed himself between my legs and moved them apart. He pressed kisses up my thighs, making my body shake with excitement. He pressed a light kiss to exactly where I needed him. He trailed his finger through my folds and pushed two fingers into me. My body responded and a moan slipped my lips. My hands grabbed at the sheets and I heard Shawn snicker.

"You go weak for me, huh mamas." He smirked.

The nickname, god. I moaned at the nickname and Shawn continued to pump his fingers. He added his tongue and a kiss to create a reaction, but quickly got bored of the foreplay. He brought his body to my face.

"Open." He said.

I opened my mouth and he put his two fingers in my mouth.

"Suck." He demanded.

I used my tongue to remove myself from him and he looked like he could just cum at the site. He pulled his fingers out, a satisfying pop sound followed. I flipped up over and grabbed the condom. I slid it over him and moved over him.

"Are you sure?" He asked, his eyes slightly worried.

I nodded and his hands gripped my hips. I slid myself over him and he let out a gasp and a moan.

"Fuck, mamas." His eyes closed and he threw his head back.

I moved myself up and down over him, starting slow to adjust myself to him. I picked up pace, but it wasn't good enough for him. He moved to have me beneath him. He put my legs on his shoulders and pushed himself in.

"You're so tight Mills, fuck." He pulled his lip between his teeth.

I let out a small moan and he found a pace that would work for both of us.

"Yes, Shawn, fuck!" I moaned.

"Moan my name, mamas." He panted.

"Please, yes."

Shawn was moaning a lot, which he confessed to me he never really did before.

"You make me weak, mamas." He groaned.

"I love you." I moaned.

"Fuck, yeah, I love you."

I gripped at the dark sheets and Shawn's movements became messy and lost rhythm.

"I'm close." I whined.

He leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. He put his arms next to my head and continued his motions. I felt my body go numb and my vision clouded. My hands went to Shawn's back, already knowing they created moon indents.

"Fuck, Shawn. Yes!" I moaned, loudly.

Shawn followed suit and landed next to me. Our panting filled the room and he left the bed, tossing the condom out. I ran to the bathroom to pee and climbed under the sheets.

"If you go to sleep naked, who knows what will happen tomorrow morning, love." He laughed, climbing under the sheets.

He was equally as naked. So, he had no room to talk. I hummed in response, my eyes shutting. I rested my head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat as I fell asleep.