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I shuffle under the blankets, hitting Shawn on accident.

"Crap, sorry baby," I chuckle softly, he mumbles before turning on his back, facing up. I yawn and stretch realizing we fell asleep, "oh shit-" I sit up, lightly shaking Shawn, "babe we fell asleep,".

"Okay, its fine, what time is it?" He groans, grabbing my hand and holding it to stop me from shaking him.

"1:53," I sigh, he opens his eyes.

"What? Fuck," he sits up and grabs his phone, looking through it.

"What happened?" I ask, knowing what happened but not knowing what to say.

"Um," he looks confused, "my mom said she knows I passed out here and that her and Aaliyah will pick me up sometime tomorrow," he furrows his eyebrows.

"What? Really?" He hands me the phone, giving me a surprised look.

Mom ♡

Hey honey, I called y/n's mom. She told me you both passed out, honestly I thought you died or something lol! Anyways, you can stay there for the night, just let me know what's going on. I trust you, this isn't the first time out of the three months. Me and Aaliyah will pick you up sometime tomorrow. I love you ♡.
9:13pm

"Oh," I raise my eyebrows, handing his phone back, "I thought she would be mad,"

"Me too," he types quickly before setting his phone back down, "come," he pulls on my arm. I smile to myself as I lie down next to him, placing my head on his chest, listening to the rhythm of his heartbeat and the warmth of his skin under his shirt. He plays with my hair as I draw shapes on him with my finger.

"You wanna watch a movie?" I ask, thrown off by the sexual tension I feel pulsing through me.

"Sure," his voice still scratchy from waking up. I reach across from him, grabbing the remote. He doesn't budge. I turn my head, pressing a few buttons before scrolling through Netflix.

"What do you wanna watch?" I look up at him, his eyes are trained on me, he lightly touches my back, making me shiver.

"I don't mind anything," he pets my hair, I scan his face. I nod, choking on air. Looking back at the screen I decide to put on The Chilling Adventures Of Sabrina.

A few minutes go by, Shawn pulls me even closer to him, resting his chin on the top of my head. He sighs loudly, I ignore it, continuing to watch the screen, he does it again.

"What?" I laugh, looking up at him, he smiles at me. His hands caress my cheek, admiring me.

"What?" He repeats.

"Are you mocking me, Mendes?" I tilt my head, he smirks.

"Maybe," he shrugs, I roll my eyes. He sits up slightly, lifting my head with his hand, our lips collide. I shuffle, moving onto my side to give him better access to me.

Shawn shifts me over, pulling me onto his lap. I adjust to the new feeling, never being in this position on him. At least not while kissing him. His hands roam hungrily under and back over my shirt. I feel him getting hard underneath my shorts, I begin to kiss down from his mouth to his jaw. He begins breathing harder, making my stomach twist. My hands go under his shirt feeling his tight torso flex as I touch him. I kiss his neck, licking at it before lightly sucking on it, leaving small hickeys. I tug at his shirt, he quickly pulls me from him to take off his shirt before going at it once more.

He lies back, pulling me down with him. I moan quietly into his ear as he grips my hips. He makes a growl like noise before he grips my hair, pulling my head back to look at him. I gulp, my stomach filling with butterflies as I pulse underneath my shorts. He presses his lips onto mine, slipping in his tongue without warning, I gladly accept it. The kiss is sloppy and lustful, but passionate and sweet at the same time. He let's go of my hair before gripping my waist again, pulling me down. My mouth falls open as he does so, hot flashes engulf me, I wrap my arms around his neck, grinding my hips against him. He groans, bucking his hips.

"S-Shawn," he kisses at my neck, I bite my lip, "Shawn," I pull back, looking at him.

"What, what?" He whispers, out of breath, "are you okay?" He pants.

"I'm fine," I move my hair out of my face, trying to collect myself, "I was just gonna tell you that," I clear my throat looking him in the eyes, "do you, do you think your ready? I'm not rushing you, I swear, it's just we've never really gone thus far-"

"I'm fine, as long as you are," he brushes his thumb over my cheek. I nod, putting my lips back onto his. I touch his chest, exploring the fine art that is Shawn Mendes.

His hands touch my back underneath my shirt, I move back, letting him take it off for me. He throws the shirt to the side of the room before he grazes against my skin. He kisses my jaw, I let out a shaky breath.

I run my hand down his chest, closing my eyes in ecstacy as his hands move down, gripping onto my thighs. I begin moving my hips once more, feeling myself throb against him. Feeling his bulge underneath my shorts grow, he grinds himself harder onto me. I clench my jaw, trying to keep quiet. He kisses my neck, breathing heavily against my skin. His hand moves down to my core, pressing his thumb against my clit, I gasp. He moves his hand in a circular motion, making my squirm. He moves his hand back, leaving me with time to breath before he grabs me, flipping us over.

Shawn places a kiss on my lips before going down to kiss my neck once more. I begin to tug off my shorts before he does it for me, leaving me exposed in only my bra and underwear. I run my fingers through his hair, he yanks off his own shorts. I watch the ceiling as he grips onto my curves, touching every part of my body that he can reach. He skims across my panties, making me shiver. I reach across of me, trying to find my drawer as Shawn leaves hickeys going down to my breasts. I gulp, finally opening my drawer, reaching into it and pulling out a condom. Closing the drawer, Shawn grabs my thighs, needing them, grinding himself harshly on me. I reach down, putting my hand underneath the fabric that hides his bulge. He gasps, almost falling on top of me.

"Fuck," he growls. I move my hands slowly, a incredibly slow speed as his length grows painfully, "y/n.." he clenches his jaw. I pull his boxers down, he sits up, I follow along with him. Our lips connect, my back stretching to reach him as my hand wraps around his shaft. I tear open the wrapper, he bites my lip harshly as I put on the condom for him. We lay back down, he lines himself up with me, looking up at me. Without saying anything he slides into me. We both go limp, our jaws dropping.

• To Be Continued •