you’ve been tossing and turning the entire night, for some reason you’ve been able to sleep and it’s been stressing you out horrendously.
your boyfriend, taeyong, is home for the first time since his group’s recent comeback and you’re trying so desperately not to wake him up knowing how tired he must be, but he can’t help but to sense that something is wrong with his baby and is desperate to fix it.
“what’s wrong baby?” he asked with his deep and groggy voice filled with concern.
you really were a naughty girl cause all this man could thing about was helping you with you insomnia yet your core soaked as he spoke to you, suddenly it was evident, you needed him, severely.
“nothing baby, i’m sorry i woke you up,” trying your best to sound as normal as ever, but you were suffering rubbing your thighs together to soothe yourself just a little,
but he knew, you couldn’t hide a thing from him, your voice was cracking as if you were straining yourself and you wouldn’t cuddle up with him, he knew. with that he placed a strong arm on thighs, opening them in order to place his body in between, he was better able to kiss you that way
“don’t lie to me okay? tell me what you want,” he cooed nibbling on your ear lobes
“i-i really want you, but i-i know how tired you must be and i didn-“ taeyong pressed his lips against your as if reassuring you that you were not a hinderance and that he’d sleep fine tomorrow, but he had to take care of his girl first
and just like that he slipped his thick, veiny cock inside of warm and drenching core, welcoming him with little restraint
“f-fuck tae, you feel so good,” you cried out as his pace began picking up
anything to please you, anything to make you happy, anything to make your eye roll back anything to make you come over his “your” thick cock. he would do anything for you.
let’s just say you slept well for the rest of the night.
Contains: Na Jaemin x (f) reader, adult language, smut, explicit depictions of sex, oral sex (female receiving), sensory play, soft BDSM themes (honestly just light bondage), temperature play, nipple play, squirting.
Synopsis: In an attempt to pull Jaemin away from his busy schedule of promoting the new album, you promise to let him try something new in the bedroom tonight. Little did you know, Jaemin was prepared to make you melt in his hands.
Today had been exhausting for Jaemin, and that was a huge understatement. You noticed it the minute he came home that he had a rather rough. It came as no surprise to you though since he had been working so hard with the guys on promoting the new album; taking late nights at the dance studio to make sure the choreography for Boom was nothing shy of perfect, spending countless nights speaking to his managers and talking with the guys to make sure the comeback was going to be successful, and all around just worrying. It was your job to make sure everything was okay with Jaemin considering you’re his girlfriend and the only person he really cares about in the same way he does his family.
“Baby,” you cooed after Jaemin as the two of you stood in the kitchen, you opting to come up behind Jaemin and rest your chin lightly on his shoulder. You could feel his body physically deflate upon feeling your touch, sinking back into your frame as he allowed you to wrap your hands around him for a small back hug. After you heard a sigh of relief from Jaemin, you planted a kiss on his clothed shoulder before leaning up to his ear, “You’ve been down here for hours. Please come to bed with me, I’ve been waiting all night for you.”
Jaemin sighed yet again as his grip on the edge of the sink reduced a little, you glancing over his shoulder to be relieved to see his knuckles were no longer a ghoulish white. “I know,” Jaemin said softly to you, turning his head lightly to plant a chaste kiss on the side of your head that was closest to his lips. “But I’m waiting on a call from Jeno about the promotion in a week.” Clearly he didn’t understand what you meant when you said you were waiting for him…
Rolling your eyes to yourself, you released your hands from the bottom of Jaemin’s stomach in favor of grabbing onto his broad shoulders, forcing him to turn around where he stood. As you forced Jaemin to face you, you couldn’t help but laugh at the shocked expression that now remained on Jaemin’s face. “Sorry baby but I’m getting you in that bed one way or another,” You said sternly, although the grin on your face led Jaemin to believe that you weren’t really angry with him.
A grin grew on Jaemin’s face as he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you flush against his body as he stared lovingly at your lips. Once his eyes flickered back to yours, he smirked devilishly before he wet his lips to the point they looked absolutely sinister, “Tell you what baby. I’ll forget about Jeno’s phone call and come to bed with you, only if you let me do something new tonight. I promise that I’ll make you melt.” A small ask for such a difficult feat as pulling Jaemin away from SM for a few hours of alone time. Shouldn’t be too hard…
Wrong.
True to your word, you allowed Jaemin to try something new tonight in exchange for him coming to bed with you and putting an important phone call on hold. Jaemin smirked as he entered the room with you, instructing you to lay on the bed and wait for any other instructions. When he saw your almost naked body laying obediently on the bed, Jaemin’s hands disappeared from view only to reappear with one of the silk blindfolds you had bought him as a joke to use on him, not for him to use on you.
Jaemin could sense your apprehension from across the room as he stepped slowly over to your side of the bed, smiling lightly at you, “Don’t worry jagi, this is just to enhance your other senses. You trust me, right ?” Nodding warily in response to Jaemin’s question, you allowed him to slip the silk over your eyes, completely darkening your field of vision.
As you lay on the bed with your vision completely compromised, you heard Jaemin shuffle next to you, rummaging around in his pockets for something important in tonight’s adventures. All you wanted to do at this point was rip the blindfold off, due to him choosing not to restrain your hands, and see what he was doing. Instead, you were met with Jaemin’s hands caressing your body softly, running his fingers over the most sensitive parts of you before his hands slipped gingerly into your sleep shorts to remove them.
Although you couldn’t see the expression on his face, you could tell Jaemin was smirking as he admired the sight of your steadily dripping cunt, pulsing around nothing and begging to be filled. “So pretty,” Jaemin praised before he leaned down and pressed a chaste kiss against your clit, causing you to jump at the unheeded attention. But that wasn’t the only thing you would be jumping from tonight.
Silence soon filled the room as you were left waiting in anticipation, clearly on edge from not knowing what was coming next. You never knew that taking away your sense of sight would affect you so much, but it was kind of arousing leaving yourself completely under Jaemin’s control, curious to see what he would do to you. That’s when you felt the icy coolness against your pert nipples.
A shocked gasp fell from your lips as Jaemin’s mouth encased your nipple in his mouth, pressing an extremely cold object against your hot skin. An ice cube, you assumed. The sensation of the cool object against your nipple had you arching up against Jaemin’s body, your hands acting accordingly as your fingers threaded into his silvery locks. You could feel Jaemin moan against you as he pressed the ice cube harder against your nipple, working his tongue in a way that rotated the ice around your nipple at different angles to see which one got you to squirm the most. Sometimes, Jaemin would pull the ice cube back into his mouth in favor of sucking and raking his teeth against the supple skin of your breasts, other times he would press the whole entire ice cube against you to admire the sounds of your high-pitched moaning from the sensation. Either result was fine for him.
“Ja-Jaemin,” You keened up at him as he trailed the ice cube between your breasts, wetting the skin before he dragged his tongue up the trail with his bare tongue. But Jaemin was in no mood for talking as he continued to play with you, watching your body forming goosebumps from both the icy cold sensation and the way he made your walls clench from something as simple as pressing a mundane object against your body. Unfortunately for you, he was far from done with using the ice cube for his pleasure and your pain.
Just as Jaemin had finished up with stimulating your nipples in what could be described as one of the most amazing ways imaginable, you were soon met with the familiar cold sensation a little bit lower. Jaemin popped a fresh ice cube into his mouth and chose to push your legs apart, burying his face between your legs and pushing the ice cube firmly against your clit, causing a strangled moan to crawl up from your throat. Upon hearing you moan out from the sensation, Jaemin pulled your legs up over his shoulders and continued to eat his way into you, flicking the ice cube against your clit to hear more and more moaning.
You could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter, and it wasn’t because of the ice cube melting. Everything about what Jaemin was doing to you was driving you crazy. With your legs thrown over his shoulders, Jaemin’s fingers were digging into your thighs to pull them further apart, allowing him to slide his tongue into your dripping walls with ease. The way Jaemin was eating you out had you seeing stars despite the blindfold being tightly secured around your eyes, adding to the feeling of euphoria that was threatening to completely take over your body. Of course, this only made Jaemin suck on your pussy harder, determined to have you cumming all over his tongue.
Your hands balled around the loose sheet underneath you, knuckles turning stark white in an attempt to fight off your impending orgasm at the tongue of Jaemin. But this was a losing battle for you as Jaemin licked a long stripe up from the bottom of your entrance to the very center of your clit, pushing the ice cube against your clit and sending you spiraling.
“Ah, Jaemin! Oh god!” you screamed out, your hands flying to Jaemin’s hair as your whole body shook in response to the mind-blowing orgasm that had just ripped through you at an unforgiving intensity. Jaemin held your thighs firmly in place as he allowed you to ride out your orgasm using his tongue, rolling your hips against his mouth as your arousal leaked onto his tongue. You could feel Jaemin’s lips form a cold smile as he gladly lapped up your arousal, his eyes rolling back in pleasure from just how sweet you tasted as you finally came down from your high.
As you sat limp against the comforter of your bed, you felt the body in between your thighs move away, leaving a void in between you. But it was soon replaced with Jaemin’s hands coming to the blindfold and slipping it off your eyes, revealing your tear stained cheeks thanks to the orgasm he gave you. When he saw your eyes light up, Jaemin smiled down at you as he placed a tender kiss against your lips, allowing you to taste yourself.
“You did phenomenal jagi. I didn’t know you would cum that hard,” Jaemin said with a cheeky smile as he gestured to the large pool beneath your still pulsating pussy. You were about to hide your face in embarrassment when Jaemin reached down and held your jaw in his hand, offering you a devilish smirk in return for your compliance. “I knew I could make you melt like ice cream.”
Johnny watches you quietly, his lips trapped between his teeth, as you wrap your cold hands around his throbbing shaft. Your lips pucker to kiss the head and your tongue moves across to swallow the drop of precum rolling down his length. His eyes sharp, full of expectation, looking down at you. Eventually, his hands reach out and grab the back of your head. Pushing you down further and further until he’s fully engulfed by your warmth. He moans, and you can hear he’s close by how desperate he sounds. Suddenly you pop off, grabbing his hair. You whisper in his right ear “we’re not done yet, honey”
Elena cursed under her breath when she looked out at the diner. Of course he was here. She shook her head as she pulled the hair tie off her wrist, quickly pulling her dark hair away from her face.
“Woah, you okay there chica?”
Elena quickly turned around to face her closest friend and co-worker, Rosa. Elena would forever be thankful for Rosa. They met when Elena was four, right after her family moved to Miami from Mexico. Rosa and Elena clicked instantly, and they’ve been best friends ever since.
“He’s here,” Elena sighed, grabbing a waist apron from the table next to the door. Rosa scoffed.
“Of course he is,” Rosa remarked. “If he weren’t a Mendes, I’d say he’s damn near in love with you.”
“Oh, cállate,” Elena laughed, grabbing a notepad and pushing out the door.
Ignoring the heat of his gaze on her, she smiled and greeted the family in the booth in front of her. “What can I get for you guys today?” She smiled. She began writing down the orders, but made the mistake of glancing to her right, catching Shawn’s gaze. He had his bottom lip pulled between his teeth, and his arm was thrown over the back cushion of the booth. The golden light of the setting Miami sun splayed across his skin, making him look like something akin to a god. She quickly snapped out of her trance, hearing the tail end of an order. “Sorry, could you repeat that for me?”
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Elena met Shawn weeks earlier, at one of the many parties the Chavez boy from down the street would have behind his small home. The parties were always popular. Elena frequented the street party often, basking in the fairy lights strewn across the trees, and the sound of the boys plucking their guitars, often mixing the sounds of old Spanish songs and new latin music. The night Elena first saw him often replays itself in her mind, leaving her breathless.
She had been standing with her friends, when she glanced up to see an absolutely gorgeous man plucking his guitar and laughing with the other men. He had looked up to catch her eye, just before she quickly looked back to her friends, blushing.
“Who is that?” She had asked Rosa, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “I’ve never seen him here before.”
“Oh, are you trying to get some tonight puta?,” Rosa laughed. Elena glared at her. “Okay, okay. That’s Shawn Mendes.”
Elena had gasped. That’s Shawn Mendes? Of course she had heard of him, everyone in the neighborhood knows of him. Of the Mendes family. His father, Manny, was a heartbreaker back in his day, always riding around on his motorcycle and picking up the most beautiful women, only to leave them and move onto the next. To say Shawn had followed in his footsteps would be an understatement. His thick curls and dark eyes pulled every girl in. Eventually Manny had settled down, but no one expected Shawn to do the same. If people thought his father was a heartbreaker, they weren’t ready for Shawn.
Before Elena could respond, Shawn stood and walked over to her. She watched the way his muscles moved underneath his white shirt, and admired the way his suspenders framed his shoulders. When he reached her, he didn’t say anything, only held his hand out to her as an invitation to dance. Elena glanced at Rosa, who quickly nodded. Elena took his hand, accepting not only a dance, but also the whirlwind of emotions that only Shawn Mendes could make a person feel.
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“God, I’m exhausted,” Elena sighed as she wiped the counter. “I was up all night with the kids because Mom had to work the night shift, and-”
“Elena,” Rosa interrupted. “go home.”
“Rose, I can’t just leave you to close up alone, that’s a lot of work for you,” Elena said shaking her head and picking up the sponge to begin washing dishes. Rosa shook her head in return, snatching the sponge from her hand.
“Go home, Lena, I’m serious. I’ll be fine,” Rosa smiled.
“God, you’re an angel,” Elena said, pulling the apron off her waist and making her way toward the bathroom. On her way, she grabbed a bag she always brought to work. Once she had changed out of her uniform and into a long cardigan. white tank top, and shorts, she headed out of the back door.
“Señorita,” She heard Shawn breathe out. She immediately whipped around, gasping when she saw him.
“Fuck, Shawn, you can’t just sneak up on me like that,” Elena spoke, her hand resting on her heart.
“I’ve missed you, Elena,” He whispered, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her into him. “You haven’t called.”
“I haven’t for a reason, Shawn,” Elena whispered, trying to avoid his eyes. “I can’t keep doing this to myself.”
“Come with me,” He whispered, bringing his finger under her chin, lifting her so her eyes met his. “Please, Señorita. You drive me crazy, I can never get you off my mind. I don’t know what you’re doing to me, but I need you.”
Elena knew she shouldn’t. She knew he would leave her again and she knew he wouldn’t call her back. But, she also knew she couldn’t ever resist those eyes, or that voice, or those lips that felt like silk against her skin. So, she agreed. He smiled and led her to his motorcycle, sitting on the seat and waiting for her to do the same. Elena didn’t say anything, just sat behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist, trying to ignore the ache in her heart.
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Elena stood in the motel room, listening to the sound of cars passing outside as she leaned against the closet doors. When she opened her eyes, she could see Shawn sitting on the edge of the bed, his stare hot on her skin.
“Que estas mirando, chico?” She asked, pushing herself away from the door and walking toward him. He said nothing, only took off his wife beater and stood. When she reached him, he let his hands fall to the buttons on her cardigan, undoing them and pushing it to the floor. His hands quickly moved to her hips and he spun them so her back was facing the bed. He lowered their bodies, only now answering her question.
“You,” he muttered before surging forward and pressing his lips to hers. Her hands quickly found his hair, her fingers tangling themselves in his thick curls. He groaned into the kiss, his fingers tightening their grip on her waist.
Her mind had been racing with thoughts of what tomorrow morning would entail, but the moment he began kissing and mouthing at her neck, her mind was completely clouded with thoughts of him. His fingers slipped under her tank top, brushing across the skin of her hips. Elena’s breath was loud, her fingers still in his hair.
“Fuck, Shawn,” She whimpered when he began biting and sucking on her neck. She knew there’d be a dark mark there the next morning, but she couldn’t find it in herself to tell him to stop. He pulled away for only a moment to take her shirt off, pausing for a moment. Elena began to move her arms to cover herself, but Shawn shook his head, diving back in to pepper her skin with open mouthed kisses.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, baby,” He groaned, his hands dragging up her sides and around the swell of her breasts. Shawn began placing open mouthed kisses on her breasts, finally wrapping his lips around her nipple, licking and sucking, making her back arch and her mouth fall open. Shawn’s other hand kept busy massaging her other breast. He revelled in the way she moaned under him, in the way her hips were grinding against him desperately.
“Shawn, please,” Elena moaned. “Please touch me.”
Shawn was happy to oblige, pulling away from her so he could slip his fingers under the waistband of her shorts, pulling both her shorts and her underwear down in one swoop. Elena trembled as she watched Shawn pull his jeans down along with his boxers. She doesn’t think she’ll ever get over how incredibly handsome he is. She swears her mouth waters when she sees his hard length, the tip red and flushed with arousal. He didn’t hesitate to crawl back over her, letting his finger dip into her folds.
“Fuck, Elena,” He groans as soon as he feels how wet she is. “I’ve missed you so much, missed this so much.” He wastes no time teasing, sliding a finger into her heat. Elena let out a high pitched moan, her hips automatically beginning to rut against his hand, when he adds another finger, his thumb rubbing against her clit. “Open your eyes, baby. Look at me.”
When Elena opens her eyes, she’s met with the sight of Shawn red-faced, his curly hair frizzing from the heat between them, and his dark eyes are blown, taking in her every movement. “Shawn, fuck me, please,” Elena asks, her red lips swollen and cheeks flushed. Shawn nods, and reaches to take a condom out of his wallet. He rolled the condom onto his length and gripped the base of his cock, lining up with her entrance. When he pushes into her, he looks in her eyes, watches the way they widen at the stretch. He listens to the sound of her moan mixing with his, both of them basking in the feeling of being together once again. Shawn quickly begins thrusting in and out of her quickly, Elena’s nails scratching down his back as she whimpered into his shoulder.
“God, you’re so good for me, baby. Always so good for me, so fucking tight around me,” He groans into her neck, before lifting his head and pressing their lips together. The kiss is all fire, clashing teeth and tongues sliding against each other, emotions pouring into every movement their lips made against each other. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him even closer than he was before, and when he pulled away from her kiss, he pressed his lips to her forehead. Elena was temporarily shocked by the affection, but when Shawn’s fingers made their way between their bodies and began rubbing against her clit, the kiss was quickly forgotten.
Elena could feel Shawn’s thrusts get sloppier and faster, and she knew he wouldn’t last much longer.
“I’m close,” She moaned, tangling her fingers in Shawn’s hair once again. “So fucking close, Shawn.” And when Shawn adjusted his hips just slightly, she all but screamed out. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, Shawn, please, just like that, yes, god.”
“Come on señorita, come for me,” He whispered, nipping at her ear. Upon hearing his voice coax her, she came around him, his name falling from her lips like a prayer. He continued fucking her through her orgasm, the feeling of Elena’s walls clenching around him making him seeing stars, and he followed not long after, his hips stuttering as he emptied into the condom. Elena winced as Shawn pulled out, climbing under the blankets as he disposed of the condom. When he returned, she didn’t say anything, just turned off the lamp next to the bed and curled into him. After a few moments of silence, though, she couldn’t help but speak up.
“What are we doing, Shawn?” She asked. He didn’t answer for so long, Elena had begun to think he was already asleep.
“What do you think we’re doing, Elena?”
“Fuck if I know, Shawn. We aren’t just friends,” She spoke. Friends don’t know the way you taste she thought to herself.
“I know.”
Elena could feel his chest vibrate every time he spoke. She didn’t lift her head from his chest, she didn’t want to see his eyes.
“Shawn?”
“Yeah?”
“Whatever this is, I can’t do it anymore. I really don’t think I can. I think I might love you, and it hurts me to keep doing this,” Elena whispered, not lifting her head, not looking into his eyes. She just stared into the darkness, listening to the sound of his heartbeat. He stayed silent. Elena eventually gave up waiting for an answer, sighing and rolling onto her side. The last thing she remembers before falling asleep is the feeling of Shawn’s arms wrapping around her waist and the feeling of his lips pressed to her neck.
“I think I might love you too.”
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When Elena wakes up the next morning, she’s alone. Unsurprisingly. She had hoped he would stay, especially after their confessions last night, but who was she kidding? Shawn would never stay. She rolled to her side, finding a note. She was used to the notes, they usually said he paid for the room, and he’d call her soon. These were always followed by nights of her waiting for his call and never receiving one, but this note was different.
I had to leave, I know, I’m sorry.
I think we should give this a shot. Call me tonight.
authors note: :et me know what you think, this is the longest thing I’ve ever written and I would LOVE some feedback! It’s also not proof-read so if there’s any errors jumping out at you, take it easy on me! :)
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"Road trippin, summertime livin' with your hands out kissin' the wind," she sang out loud to no one but her shower. As she was dancing around to the music playing through her speakers, she started to hear him too.
"Yeah, let's roll with it, radio kick it louder we're at it again," the unknown voice sang out the lyrics through the wall. Y/n didn't know whether to be freaked out or completely enamored by the voice. Deciding to go with the latter and just enjoy the chance to finally have a duet, she continued on with her singing too.
Later that week, y/n was completely drained. Work had taken it all out of her. Her awful and degrading boss let them know that they were behind on finishing their research and in order for the team to meet their deadline, y/n needed to put in extra hours in order to make sure all of the codings was finished. She thought that working with her favorite psychology professor on his research would be the best way to spend her summer and still get ahead for the next school year. She didn't realize that it would make her start to hate that professor and take the fun out of something she was so passionate about.
As she stepped into her shower to wash the stress and anxiety from the week away, she heard the angelic voice of her neighbor. This time, instead of singing Dan + Shay or any of the oldies she'd been singing all week, he starting to sing something that sounded very new and unfamiliar to her.
"Sunrise with you on my chest, no blinds in the place where I live," he sang through the wall. "Daybreak open your eyes, cause this was only ever meant to be for one night."
As she sat there on the floor of her bathtub, letting the water hit her face, she couldn't help but let the emotion he had in his voice as he was singing, hit her like a truck. Suddenly every feeling or thought she had bottled up during the last week came billowing out of her like flood waters. She started uncontrollably sobbing and while she tried to quiet it a bit, the walls in her apartment were thin and her neighbor inevitably heard it.
She noticed he had stopped singing which made her cry more, "Of course he heard me cry," she thought to herself starting to sob harder. "I scared him away and now we're probably never going to sing together again."
Y/n stood up and decided to pull herself together to finish the shower. Once she was done, she decided that today she was going to allow herself to eat like shit and go to bed super early. She deserved it. Y/n got out of the tub, quickly dried off, put on baggy, yet comfortable, clothes and grabbed her phone to call the Chinese restaurant down the street that delivered.
As she got off the phone with the sweet lady at the Chinese restaurant, she instantly sat down on her couch, getting comfortable for a night in and binging her favorite shows on Netflix. A whole night of not thinking about research! Once she got situated though, she heard a knock on her door. "The Chinese is already here?" She questioned out loud. "That was fast."
When she answered the door though, she was shocked to find one of the most beautiful looking men ever standing outside her door. Looking at him, she realized his face was familiar, but she couldn't pinpoint where she'd seen it before. "Uh," she mumbled out. "You're not the delivery guy..."
"Ha-ha," he laughed causing her breath to catch in her throat. "No, I'm not, I'm your neighbor." He pointed at the apartment next door causing her face to heat up.
"Oh no," she mumbled, embarrassment covering her features. "I'm sorry, you've been hearing me sing and now cry."
"Don't be sorry, I've really been enjoying the company." He said, eyes widening with the realization of what he said. "What I mean is it's nice to finally put a face to the voice I've been duetting with the last week."
"I'm y/n," she said smiling as she stretched her hand out to shake his. "I had an emotional breakdown today and I'm sorry if that scared you or freaked you out."
"I'm Shawn and it definitely didn't scare me, I was definitely worried though. I don't think I've ever heard someone cry that loud, especially someone who was a wall away. It sounded like you were right next to me and I just wanted to check up on you, make sure you were okay."
"Thank you," y/n mumbled looking down. As she glanced back up, she noticed the delivery man bringing up her Chinese food. As she handed him the money in exchange for the food, she looked at Shawn, "I ordered way too much food, are you hungry?"
"Starving," he said smiling down at her and following her into the apartment. As she walked into her apartment towards the kitchen to grab some plates, she began to feel self-conscious about everything she had in there. Was it clean enough? Did it look too girly? Was he going to think that she was some kind of weirdo?
"You have a really cool place," Shawn said walking over to her record player to see what kind of records she had.
"Oh, thank you. It's not much but I like it here," she said releasing a breath she didn't know she had been holding. "How long have you lived here, Shawn?"
"About a month now. I wanted somewhere out of the way where not a lot of people would recognize me. I wanted a safe place and that's what this has become for me," he said, getting comfortable on your couch.
"Man you're full of ego, especially if you think people will recognize you everywhere. Think you're a celebrity or something?" She said in a joking matter.
"Do you not know who I am?" He asked genuinely curious as to whether or not she actually knew who he was.
"Am I supposed to?" She asked. "Just to clarify, I don't mean that in a bitchy way either. I just... Who are you, Shawn?"
"Wow," he said smiling, showing all of his teeth. "This is awesome."
"Are you not going to tell me who you are?" She asked smiling back. His smile was contagious, and it ignited a flame inside of her.
"Not yet," he said grabbing the takeout container from her hand and opening it. "I want to get to know you first."
"Okay, I'm going to hope I didn't just let a serial killer into my home," she said grabbing a bag full of crab Rangoon’s. "Do you want to watch a show while we eat?"
"Depends on what show," He said with a serious look on his face. "If it's anything other than Atypical... Probably not."
"I guess we're going to start Atypical," she said laughing. The duo ate in silence, becoming insanely enamored in the show. Before she knew it, they were done with the first season.
"Shawn," y/n said looking over at him. "We can't be friends."
"What?" He asked, looking like he was a dog who had just been kicked. "Why?"
"We can't be friends because I'm now obsessed with that stupid show and I already have too many shows to be obsessed with," she said matter of factly, a small smile growing on her face.
"Oh my god," he said sighing. "I thought you actually hated my company or something and was just being nice until it was over. Thank god you're just dramatic."
"Hey now!" She said lightly punching him on his arm. "I definitely want to be friends. I had a really shitty week at work, and you were here for a few hours and suddenly I forgot everything that made me breakdown. I'm definitely keeping you around for a bit. At least until I'm done with my summer job!"
"Hey, glad I could help. I should probably get going, though," he said glancing at his phone. "It's already midnight and I'm sure you have to work or something tomorrow."
"I guess, you're probably right," she said getting up to take their trash into the kitchen. "Hey, Shawn?"
"Yeah, y/n?"
"What was that song you were singing today?"
"Just something that came across my Apple Music recommended. Did you like it?"
"Yeah, it was beautiful. I'm not sure whether the lyrics resonated with me or just the passion you had while singing it but nevertheless, I loved it," she said, looking across the room to where he was standing.
"Before I go, give me your phone," he said reaching out to grab it from her hands. "Text me and let me know when you want to hang out again. I'll be around for the next few weeks so I'm basically free whenever."
"Okay, thank you for coming over tonight. I didn't realize how much I needed a friend until now," she said walking towards Shawn and enveloping him into a hug.
"No problem, Hun," he said hugging her tighter and kissing her on the top of the head. "I'm excited to be friends. Now, go get some sleep. I'll be next door if you need anything."
She walked him to the door, locking it as it closed behind him. As she walked towards her bed, she couldn’t help but feel happy. Happier than she had been in a very long time. Maybe it was the fact that she didn’t have to think about the research she had grown to loathe or maybe it was because she had finally been able to laugh with someone and make jokes that didn’t revolve around school. What she knew though, was that it definitely had something to do with the brown haired, brown eyed, handsome man who had just walked into her heart as unexpected as it could be.
Y/n woke up the next morning not even remembering when she had fallen asleep. With the most refreshing night’s sleep, she’d had months, y/n, for the first time in as long as she could remember, woke up with a clear mind and a clear head. She instantly grabbed her phone to check the time, 7:32 am. “Thank god,” she thought to herself. “I have an hour before I have to leave.”
She got up and walked to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face. Her morning routine was simply because she didn’t need to look too fancy while at work. After all, she sat behind a two-way mirrored wall and watched the research participants so she could code their behaviors. Once she was finished getting ready, she walked to the kitchen where she made herself a breakfast consisting of yogurt, granola, and freshly cut strawberries. Feeling ready to start the day, y/n put on a jacket and grabbed her purse as she headed out the door.
Once she was finally done with work for the week, y/n felt relieved. Two whole days where she didn’t have to deal with work. Maybe this would mean she could hang out with Shawn. She was in a trance when it came to him, he was mysterious but completely charming. And his company was incomparable to any other friend she’d had in the past.
As she got in her car, she debated whether she should call Shawn. Even though they had just met, she was beyond comfortable in his presence. While she was excited to be his friend, she was also nervous and scared. She fell in too deep with everyone she came in contact with whether that meant with friends or even boyfriends. Y/n found it hard to love someone minimally. If they were her friend, she wanted to make sure everything they wanted in life would come to them, she wanted to make sure they always knew she cared, and she always wanted to be in their life. Sometimes with her boyfriends, she would end up scaring them away because she just loved so deeply and with everything she had. Y/n was afraid. Afraid of wanting to be a friend to Shawn more than he wanted to be a friend with her or worse, falling in love with him while he only saw her as a friend. So she decided not to call Shawn, at least not today. Not this soon.
She went home and decided to give her apartment some tender loving care, anything to take her mind off of Shawn for a bit. Y/n lit a few candles and started dusting and vacuuming the whole place. Once she was done vacuuming the carpets, she took to doing her laundry and cleaning her bathroom. While in the bathroom she started to blast her music, today’s pick: Bob Marley. An hour later, y/n was exhausted and finished cleaning, so she decided to go sit on the couch and read a book. Thirty pages into the book, she heard a knock at the door for the second night in a row.
“Hello- oh, Shawn, hi,” she said startled by the sad look on his face. “What’s wrong?”
“I was going to text you to see if you wanted to finish watching Atypical tonight, but then I realized I didn’t have your number. I don’t have your number because you never texted me,” he said obviously hurt.
“Shawn, come in,” she said sighing and opening the door fully so he could enter the room. “I was going to, honest.”
“It’s okay if you weren’t,” Shawn said looking down at you, an unreadable expression on his face. “I think I just think everyone wants to be friends as much as I do, and I just hurt myself every time that that’s not the case.”
“I can assure you, I was definitely going to text you earlier,” she said grabbing his hand, trying to will away the sparks she felt, and leading him towards her couch. “I do the same thing, I always want to be someone’s friend to the fullest extent of the word. But I just figured with you, you’re such a nice guy and I just assumed you were being extra nice last night because you heard me cry. I want to be your friend, I really do. I just- “
“You just… what?”
“I just didn’t want to scare you away with the way I am with friends. I’m all in or nothing. I don’t do ‘kind of friends,’” she said quoting the words. “I am friends with everything I have, I want nothing but everything good in the world for my friends. I end up relying on my friends too much that I push them away, every time. All my friends say I’m too much to handle, I’m too clingy, or that I expect too much. You don’t need that, nor did you ask for that.”
“Y/n, you’re so fucking mental,” Shawn said laughing.
“Are you laughing at me?” She asked with her mouth hanging open. “What an asshole.”
“You’re the coolest person ever and we’ve only hung out once. I need someone who expects a lot out of me because it keeps me accountable. I want someone who’s clingy because I’m a clingy friend. Such a cling friend, it’s ridiculous,” he said, his face going from happy to more serious. “I’m gone a lot, I need to have people in my life who are real and down to earth. People who stay the same because my surroundings change so often. Don’t worry, I wasn’t just nice to you because you were crying. That was just an excuse for me to come over and introduce myself.”
Y/n gasped, lightly punched his arm as she looked up at his smiling face.
“Okay, give me your phone then,” she said. Once she got a hold of it, she typed in her number and set her name as ‘y/n ur bestie’ and took a selfie to set as her contact photo. “Now we’re officially best friends.”
Shawn grabbed y/n’s arm, pulling her on top of him and wrapping her in the tightest embrace. One that took her breath away. She inhaled deeply and it took everything in her not to cry again. Why was she getting emotional?
“Goddammit!” She cried out letting go of Shawn, wiping a tear away.
“Oh Hun,” Shawn said pulling her back towards him, holding her tighter. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing Shawn, I’m finally happy again, I don’t know. It’s been a while since I’ve had a real friend, someone I could tell cared about me,” she admitted feeling naked and exposed.
"Look, I know we don't know each other very well but I'm still worried about you. No one deserves to be alone," Shawn said, pulling away and holding y/n by her shoulders to look her in the eyes. “You deserve a good friend, you shouldn’t have to deal with everything by yourself. I’m here to take away some of your pain. How about we finish Atypical now?”
“I’d like that, thank you Shawnie,” She mumbled out the new nickname, smiling up at Shawn trying to pick up his reaction.
“Shawnie, eh?” He questioned. “I like it.”
The pair began to hang out almost daily which made y/n unbelievably happy and the anxieties and daily struggles, while still there, didn’t take over her life to the same extent anymore. After six months of hanging out, y/n was growing unbelievably attached, but she wasn’t afraid of the outcome anymore. In her mind, she was excited to experience a beautiful friendship with Shawn that she wasn’t able to experience before. In her heart though, she was beginning to fall in love and that was scaring her.
“Shawn, no really,” she said looking at him with a serious expression. “There’s no way that One Direction won’t come back, it’ll probably be like the Jonas Brothers. They’re going to be apart probably six or eight years but eventually, they’re going to come back together.”
“No way, I don’t believe that. You can tell they’re really enjoying their lives right now. Complete freedom to do what they want? They’re not going to give that up,” Shawn said matter of factly.
“Ugh, how would you know! You’re not even a directioner,” she mumbled out, rolling her eyes at her best friend.
“I’m really close with Niall, so trust me Sista. I’d know,” he said nonchalantly, glancing down at her for a second.
“Pft, yeah right and I’m close with Demi Lovato,” y/n said laughing until she looked up at Shawn and noticed him staring at her with a straight face. “Shawn, how in the hell would you be friends with Niall Horan and why didn’t you tell me sooner?”
“Y/n…do you still not know who I am?” He asked.
“You’re Shawnie, my best friend. You hate tomatoes. You have the coolest little sister. You’re from Toronto but you’re living here in California in order to work on music. You’re the most caring human I’ve ever met and you’re always there for me when I need you, even at two am. Shawn, I know who you are,” she said, annoyed that he would ever question what she knew about him.
“No you silly girl,” he sighed. “I’m Shawn Mendes. I started putting covers on YouTube and then eventually I got a record deal. I’ve toured the world and I’ve been nominated for Grammy’s… I’m not trying to make it into the music industry, I’ve definitely made it into the industry. I’m just trying to make another album and go on a world tour…”
“You dick,” she mumbled standing up from the couch and walking towards the kitchen.
“Y/n,” Shawn sighed, following her.
“Why wouldn’t you tell me that sooner? Jesus Christ, every time you said you were working on music were you the ‘studio,’” she said, putting quotes around the studio. “Why didn’t you want me to know who you were?”
“I was hesitant at the beginning,” he began, moving to the cabinet to pour himself a glass of water. “I was afraid you’d want to be my friend because of my fame and not because of who I am. And then things were just so good between us that I didn’t know how to tell you. I was afraid that it would change things between us.”
“I’m not that shallow Shawnie,” she said stepping across the kitchen to wrap her arms around his middle. “You’re my best friend. You being a worldwide sensation isn’t going to change that. I do need to watch your covers on YouTube, and you will need to play me your discography. No more hiding things from me, you can trust me. I’ve told you all of my deepest darkest secrets. I’m not going to force you to tell me yours, but just know that I’m here for you Shawnie, always.”
“Fuck, you’re the best,” he mumbled into her hair. “Just so you know, my covers, they’re old and I’m a fetus in them. And I’ll play you my discography, I’d be more than happy to.”
“I’m excited about your covers. Actually, now that you mention it, I bet little fetus Shawnie is the cutest version of you, yet!”
“You’re ruthless,” Shawn said rolling his eyes and watching his best friend wonder back into the living room and turning on the TV.
While watching his videos, y/n’s love for Shawn grew four sizes bigger and she didn’t even know that was possible. How was it possible to only know this man for six months, but be completely and utterly in love?
“Y/n?”
“Hm,” she said looking up, Shawn’s voice interrupting her train of thought.
“There is something I need to tell you,” Shawn said, rubbing the back of his neck a sign that he was nervous.
“What’s that bub?”
“Next week, I have to go to New York City… There’s some press for my upcoming tour along with some radio interviews and stuff…”
“Okay,” she answered, not understanding where he was headed with this.
“I’m going to be gone for two weeks.”
“Oh…”
“But we can facetime every day and anytime you need me I’ll answer,” Shawn rushed out.
“Shawn, I’m not a child. I can handle myself, I’m not going to break if you’re not here for two weeks. I’ll be fine. Do your thing,” y/n said, grimacing at how rude it sounded, but already feeling the effect of Shawn’s absence even though he was right next to her.
“Um, okay,” Shawn said reaching to put his arm around y/n so they could finish watching their movie.
“I don’t really feel good,” y/n said, jumping up as soon as she felt Shawn’s arm around her. “I think I’m going to take a shower and go to bed.”
“Oh,” Shawn said, face deflating as he realized she was hurt and didn’t want to hang out with him any longer tonight. “I’ll go back to my place then. I’ll call you tomorrow and check up on you, okay?”
“Goodnight, Shawn.”
As she locked the door behind Shawn, she broke down into tears. How could he keep this from her for so long? If he had told her sooner, she would have been able to spend more time with him before he went to New York, now they only had four days before he had to leave. And who knows how long his world tour was going to be.
Y/n walked into the bathroom and turned the shower on, as she took her clothes off and stepped into the shower, her tears started to come down harder. In typical fashion, y/n sat down on the floor letting the hot water cascade around her and wash away the tears as soon as they fell. “Why did you make me love you,” she sobbed out. Once the tear quit falling the water turned cold, y/n stepped out of the shower to hear someone banging on her door. She pulled on a robe and walked towards the door.
As she looked out the window, she noticed that it was Shawn standing outside her apartment for the second time tonight. “Shawn,” she said as she opened the door. “I told you, I don’t feel good.”
“Bullshit,” he responded.
“Excuse me?”
“I said, bullshit,” He repeated as he stepped past you and into your apartment. “Did you forget the walls in these apartments are super fucking thin?”
“Jesus Christ,” she mumbled putting her face in her hands. “Shawn, please go home.”
“No, y/n. We need to talk,” Shawn said, gently pulling her hands away from her face. “I heard what you said while you were in the shower.”
“That’s embarrassing enough, we don’t need to talk about. You’re going to be in NYC in a few days anyway, now’s as good a time as any to figure out how to distance ourselves,” she said, tears already rebuilding in her eyes.
“You don’t see it, do you?”
“See what?” She questioned, quickly wiping her eyes and avoiding looking at Shawn.
“I am fucking in love with you,” He yelled. “How do you not see that?”
“No you’re not,” she said shaking her head. “You’re not in love with me.”
“Yes, y/n. I am so in love with you. I was so scared that if I told you I was leaving in four days, you’d pull back from me. I was afraid to lose you, that’s why I waited so long. I’m such an idiot. I just wanted to stay in this little bubble with you for as long as I possibly could. But you pulled back anyway and I’m such an idiot for not realizing that’s exactly what would happen.”
“You’re not an idiot, Shawnie,” she mumbled, finally meeting his eyes. “You should have told me you were leaving sooner, we could have made it, so we were spending more time together. I could have taken off work so I could say bye before you left, now it’s too late and I have work. I always want to spend time with you, always and I would have jumped at the opportunity to spend extra time with you, regardless of that reasoning behind it. God, you fucking dickhead. That’s why I was so mad at you earlier.”
“I’m sorry, y/n,” Shawn said, sighing.
“I’m in love with you too, you know,” y/n said causing Shawn’s head to snap upward to meet her eyes. “That’s why you saying you were leaving hurt me so badly. I always depend on people too much and you not being around, I’m not stupid, I know that’s going to hurt. I just thought you’d never see me the way I see you and if I just distanced myself from you, I wouldn’t need to be so dependent on you when you were away and busy.”
“Y/n,” Shawn said grabbing her face in his hands. “I love that you need me. I find it so endearing and it makes me feel so good to know you need me or you’re thinking about me. You, distancing yourself from me, won’t make it easier for us. It’ll tear us both apart.”
“Shawnie,” she breathed out. “I’m sorry for how I reacted. I’m sorry for making it hard between us.”
“Oh baby,” Shawn said resting his forehead on hers. “Stop putting yourself down, I should have told you sooner and… How did we not notice our feelings for each other? Like we literally only spend time with one another.”
“I don’t know,” y/n said, trying to close the gap between the two. “Shawnie, kiss me.”
"The problem is," he said as he leaned closer, "if I kissed you, I don't think I'd ever be able to stop."
"Well, then don't kiss me," she joked. "I need to breathe in order to live, thank you very much."
“Oh shut up,” Shawn said, closing the gap between them.
Once she felt his soft lips against hers, y/n’s body lit up. She could taste the popcorn they had been eating earlier in the night and she could feel his perfect little curl that always fell onto his face, against her skin. She had been dreaming of this moment from their first encounter. Before she knew it, his tongue was sweeping across her bottom lip, asking for entrance, which she happily obliged. He pulled her closer to him and they kissed each other harder. Shawn was a great kisser, but that’s not even the part that made her completely melt at his touch.
“Shawn,” she moaned out, breathless, her lungs in need of a moment to recover. “I love you.”
“Say it again,” he moaned out, catching his breath as he held her as close to him as he could, rubbing his nose against hers.
“Shawn Mendes, I love you,” she said as she giggled, grabbing his face to look into his eyes. “Make love to me.”
“Right now?”
“Do you not want to?”
“Oh baby, of course, I want to,” he said, rubbing his hands down her arms. “I just want to make sure you want to.”
“Take me to my room, Mendes.”
Shawn picked her up and carried her, bridal style, into her bedroom. As he placed her on the bed, her nerves began flooding through her body and her anxiety began to start screaming at her in her head. Even though it wasn’t her first time, it almost felt like it was. Everything seemed foreign and new to her, for the first time this wasn’t someone who was random or new to her, this was Shawn, her Shawn.
“Baby, I just want to ask one more time to make sure,” Shawn said, kissing her cheek. “You want this right?”
“Of course I want this,” She said, reassuring him with a kiss on the mouth. “I want you, I love you.”
Once he got the reassurance he needed, Shawn reached down to pull his shirt off which gave y/n the cue to take her robe off as well. When she saw Shawn shirtless, she couldn’t help but moan out loud.
“Shawnie,” she moaned out, her panties dampening. “Why haven’t you taken your shirt off around me before!”
“Baby,” he said, laughing. “I didn’t know you loved me before.”
“Well I do, please let me touch you,” she said, reaching out to touch him. As she ran her hands up his torso, she couldn’t help but notice the tent growing in his sweatpants. With ever-growing confidence, y/n pulled his pants down and grabbed onto Shawn’s dick, making him groan out loud.
“Y/n, baby, you don’t have to- shit!” Shawn moaned, watching y/n’s mouth envelope his dick while looking up at him through her eyelashes.
“Shawnie, I want to,” she said, removing him with a pop, before putting him back in her mouth.
“You’re doing so good for me baby,” He said, breathlessly, as he grabbed her hair out of her face. She started to hollow out her cheeks, saliva falling from her lips and onto the part of the dick she couldn’t hold. She wrapped her hands around what didn’t fit in her mouth and moaned at the feeling. She loved having Shawn’s cock in her mouth, she couldn’t get enough. She could feel his balls start to tighten up, so she quickened up her pace.
“Where would you like to cum, baby,” she asked, looking up at him with innocent eyes. “On my tits or in my mouth?”
“Oh my god, y/n, you’re insatiable,” Shawn said moaning at the thought of coming on you or with you at all. “Your tits, oh please your tits.”
“Okay baby, don’t worry,” y/n said going back to sucking him off. When she felt him get close again, she took him out of her mouth and quickly started jerking him off. When he started to come, he moaned out painting her chest with his seed.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” he said, moaning out each word. “You’re so good to me baby, so, so good to me. Now let me return the favor.”
“No Shawnie,” she whined. “You can eat me out later, right now, I need you to fuck me.”
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Shawn said, grabbing her underwear and pulling it down her legs. “Who made you this wet, huh, love?”
“Oh my god, you did daddy,” y/n moaned out, feeling Shawn run his finger up and down her slit, gathering her wetness. As she watched him bring his fingers to his mouth to taste her, she started to feel dizzy from arousal. “Shawn, baby, this is too much. Please just fuck me.”
“Do you have condoms, love?”
“Side table, top drawer,” she said, watching Shawn reach across her to grab the condom and roll it along his length. “You ready for daddy?”
“Fuck yes,” she groaned. As she felt him line himself up at her entrance, the last of her nerves washed away. It was the anticipation that was driving her mad now. Slowly, she felt him slide into her and she instantly felt the tightness. “Oh daddy, you’re so big.”
“Baby girl,” he said, groaning as he stilled inside of her, waiting for her to get comfortable. “You’re so tight, fuck!
“C’mon Shawn, please, you can move now.”
Once the words left her mouth, he began to fuck into her relentlessly. Y/n reached down to start massaging her clit to help her get to her orgasm sooner, noticing that Shawn (considering he was already sensitive from his previous orgasm) was going to reach his peak soon.
“No baby,” he mumbled, breathing heavily as he pounded into her. “Let me do it.”
He reached down to connect his fingers to her clit, the sensation driving her further towards her orgasm. Shawn’s fingers, were thicker than hers and, considering he played guitar, were able to move a little quicker bringing the fire to the pit of her belly considerably stronger.
“Oh my god, Shawn,” she moaned, struggling to hold her orgasm in. “I’m going to cum, daddy I’m going to cum!”
“It’s okay, baby,” Shawn said, his thrusts becoming sloppier too. “I’m going to cum too baby, let go, it’s okay.”
Shawn’s reassurance was all she needed, “Oh my god, oh my god, fuck, fuck!”
Once Shawn hit his release a few thrusts later, he pulled out, tied the condom and walked towards the bathroom. A few minutes later, he returned with a warm washcloth. He gently started wiping away the mess she had made. Once they were both cleaned up, he made his way back to her bed.
“Thank you,” y/n whispered, afraid he might be going back to his place.
“No baby, thank you,” he said before kissing the top of her head and crawling back into bed. As he laid on his back, one arm around y/n and the other behind his head, Shawn said, “So Hun, considering we just did this all backward, will you be my girlfriend?”
“Of course, you giant goof!” She said laughing before she got quiet. “So you’re leaving Monday morning, right?”
“Yeah, we’re going to spend all the time together that we can before I have to leave though,” he sighed, pulling her closer. “As I said, we will FaceTime every day and I’ll be here for you whenever you need me, always.”
“I know, I love you. I’m going to miss you.”
“I love you so much, I’m going to miss the fuck out of you.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah, oh and baby?” Shawn asked, turning his head to look at her.
“What’s up, love?”
“Daddy? Really?”
“Oh my god,” she mumbled, covering her face with her hands.
“It’s okay,” he said smirking as he leaned up towards ear, whispering, “I liked it.”
As soon as they were able to get comfortable in bed, they heard a knock at the door. Y/n jumped up, with a fearful expression. “Honey,” Shawn mumbled, “It’s already midnight, who could be here?”
“I don’t know?”
“Let me get it, okay?” Shawn asked, already in protective mode. Y/n followed him out to the living room, staying a few steps behind him as he opened the door.
Music blared and bodies grinded against one another around me. I squeezed through the throngs people, trying to find a place to sit down. Most everybody in here was intoxicated, I was one of the few that wasn’t. I never enjoyed over excessive drinking, a drink or two was enough for me.
I made my way over to the bar after dancing so much that my legs were tired. One other person sat at the bar stools, a boy who looked to be about my age. I sat beside him making small talk.
His name was Shawn, he was 18 years old, the same age as me. He too didn’t enjoy drinking as much as his friends did. He had only tagged alongside his friends because he had nothing else to do tonight. He had gorgeous features. He had a sharp jawline, topaz eyes and wavy brown hair to frame those enticing features. He was tall with broad shoulders and muscular arms.
We got to know each other over a span of a couple hours. It was now nearing one a.m. Shawn’s friends had already gone home and my friends were outside trying to catch a cab. He and I flirted back and forth, neither one of us trying to hide that we were flirting.
“I don’t really know how to ask this, but, uh, would you want to come back to my apartment with me?” He asked, scratching the back of his neck nervously but wearing a cheeky smile on his face. I nodded my head, biting my lip in excitement as we both knew what was to come when we got there.
We stepped outside, waiting for a cab in the cold night air. He wrapped his arm around me attempting to keep me warm. His hand rested awfully close to my behind, but I made no effort to move it. I didn’t want to. Shawn waved down a cab that was nearing the club.
We sat down in the cab and Shawn gave the driver his address. He then sat back and placed his hand on my thigh. He squeezed it lightly and caressed my skin with his calloused fingers. Just a simple touch from him drove me crazy.
We soon arrived at Shawn’s apartment and made our way inside. I followed behind Shawn who led me inside, my fingers laced into his. We walked into the kitchen where he rummaged through the fridge for a drink before offering me something. I told him no thank you and pulled myself up onto the cold countertop to sit down.
I waited for Shawn to finish his drink, unsure of what I was expecting him to do afterwards. He placed his drink on the counter and his hands maneuvered to my hips.
“I hope you know that I’m not some player who brings every girl he meets to his apartment. You’re actually the only one..” he trailed off. “I really do think you’re gorgeous.”
“I just so happen to think you’re very good looking yourself, and don’t worry, I didn’t think you were like that.” I reassured. Shawn leaned in to kiss me, I broke the space between us by crashing my lips onto his. I’d been waiting all night for this and I’ll be damned if I wait any longer.
His hands rubbed up and down my sides and I pulled at the hairs on the back of his head. My tongue slipped into his mouth, running smoothly across his. The kisses were sloppy and rushed, but that was okay. We were both anxious for what was to come.
We continued to make out as the clothes began to come off. Shawn’s shirt lying on the floor there, my dress and my bra lying there. Clothing was strewn everywhere. We eventually found ourselves in the bedroom, Shawn only in his boxers and I was completely naked.
It was into the early hours of the morning by now but I still felt as if we had all the time in the world to be together. I sat on Shawn’s lap after removing his underwear. I continued to kiss him but the kissing wasn’t enough to satisfy either one of our needs now. I grinded on Shawn’s lap, my raw skin on his.
I was much wetter than I realized because the more I rubbed myself up and down Shawn’s it became easier to grind against him. I slipped back and forth, my hands resting on Shawn’s strong biceps. His hands dug into my hips, helping me grind on him.
“Mm, just let me fuck you already.” Shawn groaned. I released my grip on Shawn’s arms and relaxed my body, allowing him to flip us over.
He grabbed a condom from his bedside table and rolled it onto his length. I stared at it in awe. I hadn’t gotten a good look at it whenever I took his underwear off, but he was blessed with his size. I became even more anxious for the sex. Everything thus far had been amazing.
He rested his forearms on either side of me and pressed his forehead against mine. Our noses rubbed against one another as Shawn lined himself up with me. I closed my eyes, ready for what I’d been waiting for all night.
His hips rolled into mine and we both moaned out in pleasure. He gave me a few moments to adjust, but out of his own impatience he rolled his hips again. He began thrusting in an out at a speed enjoyable for both of us. He filled me up, there was no other way to put it. I wasn’t in pain because I’d been waiting for this for hours, but I felt myself being stretched around Shawn.
His hands wandered all over me and I guided him where I wanted him to touch me. He squeezed at my breasts lightly then trailed his fingers down to my clit. He massaged my clit in circles with his thumb.
My back arched as I began to moan out Shawn’s name. I realized I hadn’t felt his pubic bone rub against mine yet, meaning he wasn’t even using his full length. My mind was wandering. There was no telling how good he could make me feel if this wasn’t even all of it.
“Deeper, Shawn.” I begged, he commanded my wish. He went deeper and felt at least an inch bigger. I moaned out, another wave of ecstasy washing over me. Sweat beads formed on Shawn’s forehead and in his hair. He lifted up one hand to push his hair off his forehead.
“Shit, you’re so tight.” He panted out. His pace quickened but I couldn’t complain. The mattress squeaked underneath us and we both let out moans. I scratched down Shawn’s toned back with one hand and raked through his hair with the other.
My orgasm was soon upon me. Shawn began to rub just against the right spot, I’d never had anyone be able to do that.
“Oh, fuck, Shawn right there. Right there.” I moaned. He listened and continued to thrust the same way in that same spot. I was sent over the edge into bliss. I felt like I was floating on air as Shawn brought me to my orgasm and dragged it out as long as he could. I soon wasn’t even paying much attention to the fact that he was still thrusting, I was still in a state of complete euphoria.
Shawn soon came and tied the condom into a knot, tossing it into the trash. He crawled in bed beside me and held me. I thought it was sweet that after mind blowing sex like that, he wanted to cuddle. I pressed my body against his and we soon drifted off to sleep.
Daylight came only hours later. I nearly forgot about the night’s activities until I opened my eyes to see Shawn asleep in front of me and his arm slung across my bare waist.
I wanted to stay, I really did, but I had made plans weeks ago to go eat breakfast with my sister this morning. I glanced over at the alarm clock to see I only had an hour to leave Shawn’s apartment, get to mine and get ready. I carefully moved Shawn’s arm off of my waist and rolled out of bed.
I gathered my clothes from last night and threw them on hurriedly. I caught one last glimpse of Shawn before I left, knowing it would probably be the last time I would ever see him.
Nearly three weeks had passed since the one night stand with Shawn. As I’d expected, I hadn’t seen him since. I didn’t want it to be that way but I was in such a hurry that morning.
I stood in the elevator crowded with people, just trying to get to my meeting on time. My manager would kill me if I was late to another meeting. I was supposed to meet with a successful artist to talk about a collaboration to help start my career. My manager never did tell me who the singer was, it was a “surprise.”
I hurried out of the elevator to the conference room only to run into a tall body that towered over me. I looked up to see Shawn, eyes wide. My cheeks turned a deep shade of red.
“Oh, um- I’m sorry. What are you doing here though?” I stammered.
“I’m supposed to be meeting with a new singer that I’m collaborating with. What are you doing here?” He asked, just as confused as I.
“I’m meeting with a singer that I’m- wait, you’re a singer?” I said.
“Yes, I am. And you are too?” He questioned. I nodded my head. We were both at a loss for words.
“I’m really really sorry about leaving in such a hurry that morning. I made plans with my sister that I completely forg-” I spoke only to be interrupted.
“It’s okay, I’ll forgive you.” Shawn said, “Under one condition. After we record this song together, we have a repeat of that night.”
I stared at him in shock while he smiled cheekily at me. I happily agreed though.
Why would he show up here? Staring at the man in her doorway brought her instant anger. In a matter of seconds, the fatigue her body had felt from her intimate moments with Shawn vanished and her vision turned red. She could no longer see anything except for the man standing in her doorway.
"What the fuck are you doing here, Michael," She said, venom laced within her words. "You're not welcome here."
"C'mon sis," Michael said, stepping through the entryway and into y/n's home. Instantly Shawn took a step forward, it was clear to y/n that he had made his own judgments on the situation.
"Hey man," Shawn said, placing a hand on Michael's chest to signal him to take a step back. "I don't think she wants you here right now, and it's late. You should probably go home."
"Hey man," Michael said, sarcastically repeating what Shawn had said moments prior. "Why don't you let me and my sister handle this, it doesn't involve you."
Instantly Shawn took a step forward, Y/n could see that Shawn was now in ultimate defensive mode. If he was a bird, his feathers would definitely be ruffled.
"Michael," Y/n said, speaking up for the first time in what felt like hours, even though it was only a minute.
I don't have anywhere to go, I was hoping you'd let me crash here for a few days, y/n."
Y/n was taken back. Who did he think he was asking if he could stay at her place? She hadn't seen her brother in almost two years, and this was how he wanted to make an entrance back into her life? "Just for tonight. You can sleep on the couch. Tomorrow you need to leave," she said, turning away from her brother and Shawn to go blankets.
Once she made sure her brother was situated in the living room, she walked back into her bedroom to find Shawn sitting up against the headboard in her bed. Once he noticed her, he walked in, he opened his arms wide beckoning her into them. Y/n happily obliged breathing a frustrated sigh as she cuddled into Shawn's warmth.
"I'm sorry," she said, mumbling the words into his shirt.
"Why are you sorry?" He questioned, one hand running his fingers through her hair while the other rubbed her back.
"I'm sorry that my brother popped in and ruined our night together. Our first night together. He's such an asshole and I didn't want you to have to meet him."
"Baby," he whispered, nudging you to get you to look at him. "He didn't ruin our night. We had a great night together, it was phenomenal. I wouldn't trade what we did or how it happened for anything. And as for your brother, I don't care that he's an asshole but I'm happy I got to meet him. I want to meet all of your family, no matter how messy," he said, bringing his lips to hers.
"I don't think I'm ready for you to go on tour next week," she said, sighing as they broke the kiss. "I'm also not ready to deal with my dickhead brother."
"Good thing we can ignore both until tomorrow morning," Shawn said wrapping his arms around y/n and drifting off to sleep.
The next morning she woke up feeling extremely hot. Her body feeling as if she was put into a furnace. A few seconds of sitting in the uncomfortable heat she started to panic, why was she so hot? It wasn't until she started to move around when she felt him. She was in bed with Shawn.
She instantly relaxed, but she was still hot. Y/n moved around trying to find a comfortable spot in order to fall back asleep. "Shawn," she mumbled, nudging his cheek with her nose. "Wake up bub, I'm hot and I need to make sure my brother didn't steal anything."
As Shawn groaned while stretching, desperately not wanting to be awake, y/n used that brief moment to get out of his embrace. Once she got out of bed, she slipped into a pair of pajama shorts lying on her floor and walked out of the bedroom into the living room. She quickly noticed that the blankets were folded up neatly and placed at the end of the couch, 'where did he go,' she thought. Y/n walked into the kitchen and noticed Michael looking into her pantry.
"What do you think you're doing?" She said loudly, causing her brother to jump.
"Oh uh," her brother started. "I was just looking at what breakfast ingredients you had. It's not much but I wanted to thank you, for last night."
"Don't worry about breakfast, we can just go to Starbucks before I take you wherever you need to go," y/n said, shrugging her shoulders. "I have to go get ready for work; you can take a shower if you need. I laid out some towels."
"Thank you," he said, taking a step forward to offer her a hug. The moment Michael stepped forward; y/n took a step backward.
"It's fine Michael, please hurry up. I'm going to be late for work," y/n said, sighing as she turned back around to enter her bedroom.
"What happened," Shawn asked as y/n stepped into the room.
"He was trying to make us some breakfast. I told him to stop and that we would go to Starbucks on the way to wherever this morning," y/n said crawling into bed and curling into Shawn's side.
"What if I drove you to work today?"
"What?" Y/n said looking up to meet Shawn's eyes. "Shawnie, you don't need to do that. We'll be fine."
"But I want to, I have to leave for the tour soon, remember? I want to spend as much time with my girl as possible," Shawn said, kissing her forehead and then pressing a kiss to her cheek, and finally her lips.
"You're so fucking cute," y/n said, leaning into the kiss before breaking away and getting out of bed. "Let's get ready then, Rockstar. I'm going to be late at the rate we're going."
For the first time, they got ready together. Y/n's heart was swelling six times too big just thinking about how domestic this already was. She wouldn't let herself think about how at this time next week he would be across the world because right now, everything was perfect. She was Shawn's and he was her's.
Once they finished getting dressed, they noticed that Michael was out of the bathroom, so they brushed their teeth and walked out to the living room to Michael sitting on the couch bouncing his leg.
"Okay, let's go," y/n said motioning towards the door while grabbing Shawn's hand and following her brother out the door. Once they got out of the apartment, they got into Y/n's car with Shawn in the driver's seat.
"Michael," y/n started once they pulled out of the parking lot. "Why did you come back?"
"I've been clean for six months. I finally got out of rehab. I just wanted to reconnect with the people I did wrong in my life. The people who mean the most," Michael said, looking out the window.
"Oh Michael," y/n said, turning her body around in the passenger seat in order to look at her brother, Shawn putting his hand on her thigh in reassurance. "That's amazing, I'm so proud of you. Please believe me when I say that. How long are you going to be in town?"
"Hopefully permanently. You're the only one who has welcomed me with at least partially open arms. Mom and Dad slammed the door in my face so that wasn't going to happen. I have some money saved, I'm hoping to get an apartment and then find a job."
"That's- wow Mike, I'm so proud of you. I can help you look for apartments if you'd like. You can stay with me for a bit until you get things figured out," y/n said smiling at her brother for the first time since he walked back into her life.
"What about you and Shawn? I don't want to impose..."
"Don't worry about us," Shawn said looking at Michael through the rearview mirror while squeezing y/n's thigh. "We can always get some alone time at my place. Your family is important."
"Thank you for being so caring and supportive," y/n whispered, leaning up to kiss Shawn's cheek. "I love you."
Once y/n was dropped off, her day flew by in a blur. She couldn't stop thinking about Shawn or her brother. What did they talk about after she was gone? Would Shawn and she be able to enjoy a night together, uninterrupted? There were just too many things for her to overthink that her brain didn't shut off. Around 4:15, she packed up her things and texted Shawn to let him know that she was ready whenever he had a moment to pick her up.
Once she got the text, signaling to her that he was waiting for her, she ran out of the building, buzzing on the energy that she had been trying to contain all day. "Hi, Shawnie," she said as she opened the door to her car.
"Hi baby," he responded, reaching across the center console to greet her with a kiss.
"How was your time with my brother?" She questioned, nervously.
"Oh you know, it was good. He told me about you as a child. He loves you, a lot," Shawn said looking over at you buckling your seatbelt.
"I know, I love him too. There's just a lot that has happened with him and I'm always the first to forgive and forget which ultimately ends up with me getting burned. It's hard, I’m trying to protect myself a bit more."
"I know baby, you're incredible and because I think you're so incredible. I have a surprise planned for us tonight. Our first date if you will," Shawn said a megawatt smile gracing his face.
"No, you didn't."
"Of course I did. I haven't taken my girl out on a proper date and I thought it was time to change that."
“Ugh, you’re the sweetest. But please assure me one thing. You’re not going to pull the whole gentleman thing where we can’t have sex because it’s technically the ‘first date,’” She said, looking up at Shawn while putting air quotes around the first date, his face visibly heating up. “I’m really looking forward to you fucking my brains out as many times as possible until you have to leave Monday morning, and that would complicate things.”
“Oh my god, how do you do that?”
“Do what?”
“Say something so filthy but in such an innocent way. I swear to god the blood is already rushing to my dick. That’s not fair,” he said, whining.
“I’m sorry bubby,” Y/n said, biting her lip, leaning up to kiss Shawn’s cheek. “I just don’t get very much time to be with you and I want to make the most of it.”
“So what I’m hearing is… I should eat you out before we get ready for our date and then fuck you into oblivion when we get home from the date?”
“Oh my fucking god. Yes,” y/n said sighing.
The ride home was quiet and quick, both Shawn and Y/n were focused on what would happen as soon as they got home. The moment the car was parked, Shawn hopped out of the driver’s side and rushed to the passenger side to open the door for Y/n.
“Thank you, Shawnie,” y/n whispered, reaching for Shawn to come closer and pulling him into a kiss. “Such a gentleman.”
Shawn quickly broke the kiss apart, pulling y/n into his arms while closing the door to the car behind him. The two of them giggling as they walked into y/n’s apartment. Once the door shut behind the duo, y/n grabbed at the bottom of Shawn’s shirt, urging him to take it off.
“Jesus Christ,” y/n mumbled, running her hands along his chiseled stomach before reaching her hands up behind his head and bringing his lips towards hers. “You’re just so fucking hot.”
“Ahem,” A voice said from behind the two. “Please don’t fuck here in the open, I’ll leave or something. I just don’t want to see it happen.”
“Shit!” Y/n yelled out. “Sorry Michael, we, I forgot you were here.”
“It’s no problem, I’ll go find something to do. I should probably get to a meeting anyway,” Michael mumbled, embarrassed probably from the fact that he was having this very awful conversation with his sister.
“No, you don’t need to leave,” Shawn said, instantly noticing the fall of y/n’s face. “There are a few things I still need to make sure are ready for the date, I’ll make it up to you later baby.”
“Okay, I’ll see you at 7?” She questioned.
“Of course, I’ll be back over around then,” Shawn said leaning down to kiss her goodbye.
Once Shawn had left and was back at his apartment, Y/n took to raiding her closet. “Michael,” She called from her room.
“What is it, sis?”
“What do you think I should wear tonight?”
“What do you normally wear on dates with Shawn?” He asked.
“Well this is our first date,” Y/n mumbled shyly.
“No it’s not,” Michael said laughing. “There’s no way my sister would let someone stay over unless she was serious about him. At least not the sister I remember.”
“Well Jesus Michael, you haven’t seen me in a long time. I’ve changed from the little insecure girl you last saw,” Y/n said, agitated. “And as for Shawn and me, we’ve been friends for a while now. Like he’s my best friend. The relationship is new, but the friendship isn’t.”
“Hey, I’m sorry. I know I wasn’t around for a bit and I regret that” Michael said, looking down. “I know you aren’t the insecure girl anymore; I can see that. I want to get to know the woman you are now though, believe me when I say that.”
“I know, I want to get to know the sober Michael that I remember loving so much. He was the best big brother,” Y/n said smiling as she enveloped her brother into a hug. “But for real though, I need help deciding what to wear on my date tonight.”
Once she finally picked out the perfect outfit, did her makeup, and her hair, Y/n heard a knock at the front door. “Mike, will you get that please?” Y/n yelled from the bedroom.
A few moments later, y/n heard talking in the living room. ‘Now’s a good time to walk out there,’ she thought to herself. She couldn’t move though, almost as if she was a tree and her feet were the roots buried deep into the ground. Her stomach felt like a butterfly hatchery, with all the butterflies hatched and swarming around her gut. ‘This is just Shawn, my Shawnie,’ she reminded herself trying to move towards the door.
“Y/n,” she heard Michael say through the door. “Shawn’s here, are you ready.”
“Uh, yeah,” she called out shakily, trying to steady her breathing. “Just a minute.”
“Are you okay babe?” Shawn asked, cracking the door open.
“I think so,” y/n choked out. “I just need a minute, Shawnie.”
“Oh no you don’t,” Shawn said opening the door and pulling her into his arms. “What’s wrong bub? Why are you sad?”
“I’m not sad,” y/n said, reassuring him as she buried her face in his neck. “Just scared and feeling foolish.”
“What are you scared of?”
“You.”
“What? Why are you- Don’t be scared of me. Baby, I don’t understand…”
“I’m scared that I’m too in love with you, I was getting ready and it hit me,” y/n said, leaning back to look at Shawn for the first time since he came into the room. “you’re going on tour soon; we won’t be together for a long time. It was so easy for us to fall in love, what if it’s that easy for you to fall out of love with me?”
“Oh y/n,” Shawn said as he started to laugh.
“Why the fuck are you laughing, Mendes.”
“I don’t think I’ll ever be able to fall out of love with you, honest,” Shawn said, kissing your forehead. “And my God, you’re so fucking beautiful.”
“I’m sorry I got all kinds of dramatic tonight,” Y/n mumbled. “It’s not even 7:30 yet.”
“Hey, it’s okay, I love you and I could remind you four million times and I still wouldn’t be bored or annoyed about doing it.”
“Are you ready to go then, Bubba?” Y/n asked, pulling him into another tight hug.
Shawn nodded, grabbing y/n’s hand and leading her out of the bedroom. “Bye Mike,” y/n said as she hugged him. “I’ll be back tomorrow; I’m going to stay at Shawn’s tonight. We should be back in a few hours, so we’ll be next door if you need anything.”
“Don’t worry about me,” Michael said, ushering the two out the door. “I’m probably going to order in some pizza and catch up on Stranger Things or something.”
Before y/n could respond, Michael had shut the door in their faces. Y/n turned around and wrapped her arms around Shawn’s neck, “I’m so excited for tonight, my love.”
“Me too, baby,” Shawn said, leaning down to kiss her lips.
As the two walked down the stairs towards the parking lot, Shawn intertwined his hand with hers. Once the car was in their sight, Shawn let go, walking ahead of y/n in order to open the door for her.
“Y/n, there is something I need to talk to you about before this date,” Shawn said, closing the door behind him, nervously fumbling with his hands.
“What is it?” Y/n asked, grabbing his hands in hers.
“I’m famous, I’m not saying that in order to stroke my ego. I’m actually famous- “
“I actually made an Instagram in order to check out who my Shawn Mendes was a little deeper,” y/n said, cutting Shawn off. “43.1 million followers bubba? I’m impressed.”
“You’re full of surprises,” Shawn said, a smile growing on his face. “But seriously baby, my date plans were out in public for tonight, there’s probably going to paparazzi and the press is probably going to have a lot to say by the morning. Your face isn’t going to be anonymous anymore… I just want you to be able to say no before everything changes.”
“Shawn,” Y/n said slowly, drawing his name out. “My Rockstar boyfriend, who still has never sung for me by the way, is famous. I get it, I really do. The craziest thing to me was I didn’t expect my neighbor to become my best friend. I really never expected my best friend to become my boyfriend, but I wouldn’t trade it. I want you. I want you and everything that comes with it.”
“Thank god,” Shawn said breathing out. “They’re just brutal a lot of the time and it usually destroys everything good I have…”
“Communication is key to any good relationship bubby, just talk to me. I’ll make sure to talk to you whenever I feel there’s a problem or I’m questioning something I see in the magazines,” y/n said smiling up at Shawn. “I love you, so much.”
“I love you too,” Shawn said smiling from ear to ear. “Now let’s get this date started!”
Shawn turned the radio on, a comfortable silence surrounding the two before y/n spoke up, “Shawn, where are we going?”
“There’s this beautiful hidden beach I found when I was writing my second album,” Shawn said, resting his hand on her thigh. “We’re almost there, babe.”
Once they made it to the beach, Shawn opened y/n’s door before heading to the back of the car. “What are you hiding back there?” Y/n joked, wrapping her arms around his back.
“C’mon baby, it’s almost sunset.”
Y/n followed Shawn down to the water, hand in hand. ‘He is truly the most magical human,’ she thought.
As Shawn laid a blanket out for them to sit on, y/n took her shoes off and walked towards the water’s edge. “You know, I haven’t been to the beach at all since I moved here a few years ago for school.”
“What? No way you’ve lived here this long and I haven’t been to the beach?”
“I haven’t had time; I’ve been so busy with school and work. I’m happy to be here with you now though.”
She walked back towards the blanket laying on the ground before sitting next to Shawn. Scattered around them, Shawn had lit a bunch of candles to set the right mood.
“Are you trying to get lucky here tonight, player boy?” Y/n joked, leaning in to kiss Shawn.
“I’m hoping that’s where it leads,” he said honestly. “But really, I got us some take out from the same place you ordered the night we met. I wanted to recreate it, but in a more romantic way that showed off my vulnerability a bit…”
“You’re the fucking cutest,” y/n said, grabbing a take-out container and digging her chopsticks into the tub. “Shawnie, if I forgot to tell you today, you’re the best, this is the best Chinese food, ever.”
“Oh wait a minute, I forgot something,” Shawn said, as he kissed y/n’s cheek before running back to the car. On his way back, she noticed he was carrying a guitar.
“What are you going to do with that thing?” She asked suspiciously.
“It was my plan all along, but you reminded me in the car that I haven’t sung for you yet. Tonight is the night I change that,” Shawn said, sitting next to her again. “I have so many songs about you, so it was hard to choose which one. But I think I’m putting this song on my album and I wanted you to hear it first.”
“Oh my god, okay… You’re going to make me cry but I’m ready,” y/n said, her eyes already tearing up.
“Okay here I go,” Shawn said as he started strumming the guitar.
“Sunrise with you on my chest,
No blinds in the place where I live
Daybreak open your eyes
…
Be mine, be mine, yeah
Anytime, anytime
Ooh, you know I've been alone for quite a while
haven't I? I thought I knew it all
Found love but I was wrong
More times than enough
But since you came along
I'm thinking baby
…
You, yeah, are bringing out a different kind of me
There's no safety net that's underneath, I'm free
Falling all in
You fell for men who weren't how they appear (Ooh)
Trapped up on a tightrope now we're here, we're free
Falling all in”
Y/n’s tears were streaming down her face as he strummed the last cord. Before he could put the guitar down and out of the way, y/n jumped into his lap tightly holding on to his neck. “I love you,” she whispered.
“Did I do okay?” Shawn asked pulling back so he could look at her.
“Better than okay,” she said, wiping her tears on the back of her hand. “You literally took my breath away. Was that the song you were singing in the shower that day?”
“Uh, yeah,” Shawn said, rubbing the back of his neck. “I had the first few lines in my head at that time already, I had already pictured us as hanging out from our first duet…”
“You’re the fucking best, Shawn Mendes,” Y/n said, as she grabbed Shawn’s face and attached her lips to his. Shawn ran his tongue across her bottom lip, asking for permission to deepen the kiss. Y/n opened her mouth, moaning at the feeling. She moved to get in a more comfortable straddling position, leaning Shawn flat on his back.
“Are you sure you want to do this right here, honey?” Shawn asked, not really sure the sand was a good idea.
“We don’t need to have sex right here,” y/n said, moving down Shawn’s body. “But I really think I need to suck you off.”
“Fuck,” Shawn gasped. “How do you say such filthy things with such an innocent face, I already have a semi…”
“I’m sorry that it catches you off guard,” Y/n said, unzipping Shawn’s pants and pulling them down his legs. “I just really like your cock in my mouth.”
As she pulled him out of his pants, she started to jerk him off in order to get his dick fully hard. Once she felt it was hard enough, y/n slowly started to take it all into her mouth, looking at Shawn through her hooded eyes. Once she felt the heaviness on her tongue, she couldn’t help but moan out loud, “Fuck Shawnie, you’re so big.”
Shawn grabbed her hair out of her face and noticed she had saliva running out of her lips, “You look so good with my dick in your mouth, baby.”
“Mm,” y/n moaned out, causing intense pleasure to shoot through Shawn’s body. Once she felt how tight his balls were becoming, she hollowed out her cheeks and took all of him, the tip of his cock hitting the back of her throat causing her to choke.
“Oh my god, baby I’m going to come if you keep doing that,” Shawn moaned out. His words only egged her on more and urged her to go faster. She started to massage his balls while deepthroating him when she heard him let out a strangled moan. She instantly felt the hot streaks of cum hit the back of her throat.
“You taste so good, daddy,” Y/n said after she finished swallowing his load.
“Oh my god, I need to get you home, now.”
“What if I want you in the back of the car now, instead,” y/n said, getting up and walking to the car.
“Then I would follow you and then ask you to take your pants off and open your legs wide,” Shawn said, his eyes darkening. “I’m going to make you scream my name.”
Y/n ran up to the car opening the back hatch and laying down on the blankets she had back there for emergencies. She couldn’t help but feel extremely excited. As she stripped out of her pants and underwear, she could see Shawn walking up towards her. The closer she got the more the anticipation was causing her to become more aroused.
“Jesus y/n, I can see how wet you are from over here,” Shawn said, crawling into the back of the car with her. “Can you sit up, back against the seats pretty girl.”
Y/n followed his directions, anticipating his next move. “Please do something,” She whined out.
“Don’t worry baby, I’m going to make you feel so good,” Shawn said as he lowered his head to her core. He started to lick a stripe up her slit, causing y/n to moan out at the sudden contact. “You taste so good, baby.”
“Oh my god,” y/n yelled as Shawn plunged his tongue deep inside of her before bringing it towards her clit and sucking harshly. “I want more Shawnie, please give it to me.”
As she moaned out her plea, Shawn inserted his middle finger, making a come-hither motion while still assaulting her clit. Y/n was a moaning mess. The way Shawn was flicking his tongue along with the motions of his fingers, he was skilled.
“Shawn, baby, I’m going to cum, I’m coming!” Y/n yelled. Shawn inserted another finger causing y/n to let out an animalistic moan as she came onto his fingers.
“I don’t know if I told you this yet, but you look so beautiful,” Shawn said while licking off his fingers. He grabbed the blanket that they were sitting on top of and used it clean y/n off.
“You’re such a boy oh my god,” y/n said, smiling as she pulled Shawn towards her before planting a kiss on his lips. “But thank you, for the song, for the beautiful date, and for this…”
“It was my pleasure,” Shawn said, kissing her temple. “Now would you be interested in some McDonald’s before we go home. We’re both utterly fucked and now I’m hungry again.”
“I’d love some,” Y/n said, grinning. Once they both caught their breaths, y/n followed Shawn down to their picnic on the beach in order to clean their stuff and go to McDonald’s. Once they got to the restaurant, Shawn was instantly recognized by fans.
“Hi, can we get a picture?” A girl asked as she approached you two as you were ordering.
“I can take it for you,” Y/n said, grinning at Shawn to assure him that it was okay. After about twenty pictures, y/n and Shawn were able to sit down and eat the food they order.
“Thank you for being so incredible,” Shawn said, eyes gleaming. “It can definitely be a lot and I know it’s all so new to you but you’re being a trooper through all of this.”
“Thanks, bub but I really love you, but I can see that they do too, it’s basically oozing off of them all over the place,” Y/n said laughing as she nudged Shawn. “This is going to be so hard, being away from you. Tomorrow is our last day before you leave…”
“I’ll only be gone for two weeks though,” Shawn reminded her. “Then I’ll be home for a few weeks before the tour starts.”
As Y/n took another bite, her phone started ringing. When she looked at the caller ID she noticed it was her brother. “Hey Shawn, it’s Mike, I need to take this…”
“What’s going on Michael?” She questioned into the phone.
“I need you to come home,” Michael said, shakily. “Ryan is here, and he said he really needs to talk to you.”
“Fuck,” y/n said as she grabbed her food and jogged to the nearest trash can. “Shawn, we need to get back right now.”
“What is it, baby? What happened?”
“My ex, Ryan just decided to drop by my apartment.”
