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My first time staying the night at Shawn’s, I was awoken by what I thought was Shawn talking. I rolled over and looked at the clock, thinking it was morning. However, it was only midnight. I thought I had heard Shawn’s voice, which made me think it was morning already. I rested my head on the pillow again and my head sunk into it. Not long after drifting back to sleep, I heard Shawn once more. He spoke softly, but he was normally not one to talk in his sleep, or so he said. Then, I heard what he was saying.

“You’re so tight, Y/N.” Shawn moaned lowly. My eyes widened at what I heard. I rolled over to inspect, to see if what I thought was happening was actually happening. I pulled the blanket back slowly, trying my hardest to not wake him. Shawn was still sound asleep, but groaning my name with his large hand palming his erection. I nearly gasped at what I saw. Of course Shawn and I’d had sex before, but this was an exciting event for my first time staying the night at Shawn’s place.

I tried to wait it out, tried to wait to see if Shawn’s moans would cease. However, they did not. At least ten minutes had passed and he was still moaning my name along with, I’ll admit, quite filthy dirty talk. I reached to move Shawn’s hand from his length. I now rested my hand over him and began to kiss his jawline. I kissed sweetly, pressing my lips hard against his skin. With no response to my kisses, I decided to press my lips against Shawn’s skin more lustfully. My tongue slipped between my lips and glided over his cheek and a small amount of stubble hairs. My mouth hovered over Shawn’s ear. I exhaled deeply, not really knowing what to say.

“Shawn, wake up.” I said. From what Shawn has previously told me, he was a light sleeper. This was evidently true because as soon as I spoke to him, he woke up.

“Hmm?” He hummed. I smirked thinking about what I was going ask him. He hadn’t realized the position of my hand over his crotch yet or that my leg was draped over his. I sat up in bed and looked down at Shawn, who looked so sleepy at the moment.

“What were you dreaming about?” I asked, giggling slightly. I waited for a reaction that was delayed because of Shawn being only halfway awake. Even with how dark the room was, I could still see Shawn’s eyes widen thanks to the bright moon shining in through the blinds.

“What?” He questioned, acting like he didn’t hear or understand me.

“You know what I said.” I smirked at him. The cool glow of the moon through the window still allowed me to see Shawn’s cheeks turn a deep, flushed shade of pink. I placed my hand on Shawn’s lower abdomen, which was thankfully bare.

“You.” He said bluntly, as if that weren’t obvious. Shawn looked genuinely embarrassed but hearing the way he whimpered my name made me ache for him. “How much did you hear?” When I told him I had been listening for a while, his flesh turned even redder. He covered his face with his hands and groaned.

“So what exactly was I doing in this dream you were enjoying so much?” I asked Shawn finally. He looked up at me, into my eyes.

“Riding me,” he gulped. I had never done that before, so it was understandable why he would dream that. I pictured the thought of riding Shawn, me being in complete control. I felt myself grow wetter, moisture pooling in my panties. I moved over Shawn, moving one leg over one side of his body and the other leg to the other side. I looked up into his eyes when my fingers reached the waistband of his boxers. He nodded his head swiftly and I pulled the fabric off of him.

Shawn now laid below me completely nude and already with a full hard on. His long fingers tugged at the lace of my underwear then tossed them to the side. I hovered over his length before rubbing my slick folds up and down him. I nearly moaned when I moved up just barely too far and the head of his cock almost slipped into me. At this point, Shawn and I were beyond ready. Shawn reached over to his nightstand for a condom. He quickly tore it open and rolled it on.

My small hand wrapped around the base of his length. I lined Shawn up with my entrance and sunk down onto him. He bottomed out on the very first thrust, causing us to whimper in unison.

“In my dream you didn’t have a shirt on.” Shawn breathed out but chuckled while telling me. I rolled my eyes at him then threw my shirt at him. He caught it and threw it to the floor. I placed my hands on his upper abdomen and gripped onto him. My hips moved up then back down slowly to take in all of his cock.

Shawn’s hands gripped onto my thighs while I bounced on him. I kept the pace slow, trying let this last as long as possible. Shawn became impatient with the speed and thrusted his hips up. I looked up at him and saw droplets of sweat dripping down his forehead and that his hair was getting damp already. He still bucked his hips up, meeting me halfway with my thrusts.

“So tight and wet, baby.” Shawn groaned. I moaned as well when Shawn hit just the right spot. I rode him at the same angle so his cock would keep hitting that same spot. I became a moaning mess with my legs shaking, barely able to keep riding Shawn. Every roll of my hips was quick and sloppy as I came closer to my orgasm. I leaned over Shawn’s body. I pressed my lips to his while still rolling my hips onto him, bouncing on his length.

“I’m, oh fuck, I’m so close.” I whimpered. Shawn’s large hands grasped my breasts since they were basically right in his face. His thumbs teased my nipples and the extra sensation and pleasure sent me right over the edge to my orgasm. Shawn felt my walls spasm around his dick, letting him know I had orgasmed, if the sobs and moans hadn’t already.

Shawn thrusted up into me as I was too exhausted to do much more. I was so sensitive and Shawn’s sloppy thrusts didn’t help the matter. After a few rushed thrusts, he also came. I felt a spurt of warmth fill the condom as Shawn’s thrusts ceased. He kissed my forehead after pulling out of me. Then he left to go clean up and I remained laying underneath the sheets and blanket.

I was aware of Shawn being back in the bed by the mattress sinking in next to me and then his warmth behind me. Neither one of us bothered putting on clothes before we went back to sleep. Shawn sweetly pecked my cheeks before cuddling up to me.

“That was the best sex we’ve ever had, or at least I thought so.” I told him.

“So much better than my dream.” Shawn murmured. I laughed at him before saying our goodnights, then falling asleep soon after.

Something More (Shawn Mendes)

“I missed you,” Shawn admitted as he wrapped his arms around my neck and pulling me into him in the privacy of his hotel room.

“I missed you too,” I say, returning his hug by wrapping my arms around his waist and resting my head on his shoulder. “I got you something.”

“I was the one traveling, you’re supposed to be the one getting stuff.”

“I guess we could’ve went together, but I thought you were going home so I was just gonna ship it there overnight.”

“Well.. show it to me,” he says, excitement dancing in his eyes.

I pull a muffin out of my bag, wrapped in the cute little plastic from the baker down the street. “This is a—“

“A red velvet muffin with cream cheese chocolate chips? From Bonnie’s Bakerie?”

“How’d you know?”

“I’ve been obsessed with muffins for years now, you think I can’t tell one when I see it? And I remember you telling me about it when we were on the phone back in May.”

“Ah, I remember that. So, how long are you here for?” I ask.

“Actually,” he says, drawing it out, “I wanted to talk to you about that.”

Oh no. I knew exactly what was coming. He was moving here, he had to be. I mean, Toronto doesn’t exactly have the same music opportunities as LA and New York does. And if I know anything about Shawn, it’s that he’s willing to do anything to accomplish his dreams.

Only problem with this was the way I felt. He’s been my best friend since we were in kindergarten, we’re closer to each other than we are to anybody else. Or at least we were, until he left to go on tour with The Vamps a year ago, and I left for New York. We may have been separated, but it didn’t happen quick enough that I could miss the feelings I’d developed for him.

The way he treated me before he left, spending extra time with me because we wouldn’t be able to see each other for months, maybe longer. The more he spent time with me, made me feel special in a way no other guy I’d gone out with had, made me fall for him a little. Then I thought about every time he’d been there for me since I was little and scared of the daddy long legs on the playground, and I was officially in too deep.

Him leaving was heartbreaking, but I knew it was for the best. Our paths from then on were completely separate. He would always be the boy I grew up with, the one who I first fell in love with. Ever since I moved I’ve tried to leave all that behind, but it looks like it’s catching up with me.

“Go ahead,” I say.

“I’m moving here!” he exclaimed.

Past or not, I couldn’t suppress my excitement to have him back.

“That’s great!” I tell him, going in for another hug, one I’d been craving since he pulled away 15 seconds ago.

“Yeah, I’ll have to stay here for now, but my manager says he already has a few places lined up for me to take a look at.”

“You know, instead of staying here you could stay with me.” No, Y/N, what the hell are you doing inviting the only boy you’ve ever loved to stay with you?

His eyes immediately make contact with mine and widen in that way they always do when he gets excited. “Really?”

“Yeah. I mean, my roommate is visiting her family until the second week of January so as long as you have a place within like 3 weeks you’ll be fine staying there. You can have my bed and I’ll take hers.”

“You’re serious?” he asks once again, his hands still at my back, leaning back from hugging me.

Too late to take it back. “Yes! I mean I know you hate staying at hotels, I’m sure even more now after tour. And what kind of best friend would I be if I didn’t offer you a place to stay?”

His adorable smile widens once again, warming me from the inside out. He’s still looking into my eyes, shaking his head a little, as if he can’t believe something. Before I can grasp what’s happening, his hand is on my cheek and my lips are on his. And damn, if that hadn’t been what I’d been waiting for for nearly 2 years.

After overcoming the initial shock of him actually making a move on me, I kiss him back, eagerly. His hands grip me tighter, pulling me closer. It only further encloses me in all of him— his crisp woodsy scent, the warmth of the juncture of his neck, where my hand rested, and the feel of his lips on mine, skin making contact.

A moment later we pull away, realizing what just happened. Both of us disconnect from the other, and I can’t say I don’t miss his warmth and the feel of his hand on my back, neck and everywhere else it touched. I can’t look him in the face, I don’t even know if I could look at myself right now. (Italics)What have you done?

Sure, he initiated it, but I continued it, encouraged him even. I mean we haven’t even started to catch up. What if he has a girlfriend? No, he would’ve told me when we occasionally called or Facetimed. He was probably just excited to see me, it means nothing. To him at least.

“Woah,” finally comes out of his mouth. “That was…”

“Yeah.”

The next words out of his mouth shock me more than anything else could. “I’ve wanted to do that for so long.”

“Wait what?” I force myself to look at him.

It takes him a moment but e eventually speaks. “Y/N, I’ve wanted to do that for a while now. And I’m sorry, if you don’t like me that way. You know I love you as a best friend either way, but I couldn’t take it anymore.”

The timid side of me is flustered, doesn’t know what to say. But regardless, he’s still my best friend, I can tell him anything.

“Let’s just say I didn’t mind it,” I say with a small smile.

Shawn slowly walks closer to me, and I can tell he’s smiling even though my eyes are glued to the ground.

“So you wouldn’t mind if I..?” his hand tangle in my hair as he guides my lips back to his, and it’s everything it was the first time, just shorter.

“How long?” I ask, out of breath.

Luckily he understands my question. “Years,” he says simply. “You?”

“2 years.”

“The only reason I didn’t act sooner is because I didn’t want to tie you to me while I was out starting my music career and you were working on school. Going on tour made me realize just how much I need you.”

“It didn’t matter,” I explained, “I already knew how I felt for you. I couldn’t have been with anyone else anyway.”

“That’s exactly how I felt,” he says, relieving me of my worries that he’d found someone. “What about now? We’ll be in the same city, and I don’t think I could take knowing you’re wandering around NYC single.”

I laugh lightly, “We’ll talk about that later,” I say, bringing my lips closer to his.

“This is all I wanna do in the mean time,” he says against my lips. My eyes flutter shut and for who knows how long, I just enjoy him.

Eventually, we’re interrupted by the Jacks. Apparently they have a key to Shawn’s room. “Sorry, forgot to mention.”

Johnson charges in with Gilinsky right behind him. “Come on, lovers(italics),” he announces in a crappy British accent. “No time for cuddles and kisses, we need dinner.”

“How do they even know we’re together?” I ask Shawn.

Johnson speaks up once again, answering me. “There was no way Shawn could talk about a girl like he does you and not be with her, or at least totally in love with her.”

I can feel the heat rising through my neck and cheeks as we all leave the hotel hallways. Shawn places his hand on my waist as we walk, making me feel closer to him than ever.

He’ll always be my best friend, but I can’t be more excited to call him more than that now.

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Thanks for reading, hope you liked it. Next out is another Shawn one and then a JG one just to add some variety. I’m still mad at him, even though things aren’t as bad as they first seemed. But the people who requested one with him deserve to have their request be honored so that will be out soon. Also, send me some good OGOC/Omaha blogs if y’all know of any, cuz there’s barely any of it in my feed and I follow like every one I find. But yeah, I’ll post again soon. I start work tomorrow so the next one probably won’t be up till Wednesday but it’ll get done!

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Being a cute adorkable dork….😘😘😘😘😘😘😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😘😘😘😘😘😘😝😎 Idk what happened to the second and third gif

This is it (S.M.)

Based off prompts 2- Don’t forget me when you’re gone, and 30- Why can’t you love me like you love her?

Description: Y/n is Shawn’s best friend, and has been since the first grade, when they’re a year out of high school and Shawn now has a girlfriend, he has an important decision to make between them. He knows his girlfriend, Maya, is nothing but toxic for him, shes practically ruining his good boy physique. When y/n tries to tell him he needs to stop seeing her what will his decision be?

I kind of really want to do a part two to this. Let me know what you think and I will!


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I hovered over Shawn’s lap and kissed him oh so slowly. My hands rested on his chest to support myself. His hands, however, could not stay in one place for long. They moved from my cheek, down my shoulder and arm then to my waist. They soon found my breasts and squeezed lightly. Shawn’s bottom lip rested between my lip while we kissed. He had just gotten home from tour, and as much as we wanted to jump right into sex, we took our time kissing one another.

His eager hands roamed underneath my shirt and pulled it over my head. His fingers reached into my bra and teased my nipples. I continued to only kiss him but began to grind on his crotch slowly. A hard bulge started to grow where I sat on Shawn’s lap. Our tongues glided over one another’s and Shawn whimpered into the kiss. I finally pulled away from Shawn’s lips for the first time since he removed my shirt, gasping for air.

“What’s wrong?” I breathed out. Shawn was struggling with his breath more than I was.

“Nothing, keep going.” He encouraged. I didn’t believe him, but kissed him again anyways. I lowered myself back onto his lap and he groaned as soon as my clothed core made contact with his length, which was also still clothed. I pulled away once again, giving him a look that told him to confess what was wrong. “Okay, fine. It’s just that I missed you and I really need you to, uhm, touch me.”

I rolled my eyes at how needy he was but continued kissing his sweet lips. Shawn’s hands quickly found my butt; he squeezed hard and I gasped. I barely let my lips linger over his while I looked into his gorgeous eyes. He looked so eager for my touch, like he was craving it. I loved to see him this way. I pecked his lips lightly before removing his shirt. Regardless of how long I had been with Shawn, I was always pleased when I saw him undressed. His body was, for lack of a better word, perfect. There was no other way to put it.

I kissed his neck teasingly, my tongue grazing his warm flesh occasionally. His breath hitched in his throat and I took it as a sign to continue. I nipped at his neck with my teeth before sucking hard enough to leave a mark. I grinded on his crotch only to hear more sounds leave his lips.

“Fuck, I need you.” Shawn groaned. I kissed down his toned chest and abdomen slowly. I kissed just below his belly button, right at the skin above his belt. I listened to his begs and whimpers only moments longer before deciding to give in to him. My fingers worked to take off his belt and Shawn’s previously tense body relaxed underneath me.

Shawn was still eager and as soon as I pulled his pants down his legs, he kicked them off. I looked up at Shawn, into his eyes. I rested my hands on his thighs, so close to his throbbing length. I rubbed him through the tight, thin fabric of his boxers. I looked up at Shawn to see him biting his plump bottom lip. I teased until I sensed Shawn actually couldn’t take it any longer. I wanted to hear him begging for my touch, but only to a certain extent.

I slowly pulled down his underwear then starting pumping up and down his cock with my hand. Shawn already breathed heavily and was very anxious. I took him into my mouth and sucked the head lightly. I licked the underside of his cock right below the head, the most sensitive area. I began to bob my head up and down now and Shawn seemed to enjoy it; his soft moans told me so.

I pushed my mouth down as far as I could go without gagging. Shawn struggled to keep his hips from bucking up so I rested my hands on them, trying to keep them down. I looked up Shawn’s body at his face to see his head thrown back in pleasure. I pushed my hair away from my face, attempting to get it out of my way. Shawn noticed my struggle. He sat up and his hand served as a makeshift hair tie for the moment, as his back rested against the headboard. My mouth moved up and down his length faster now that my hair was no longer an issue. Shawn now had some control over how fast I sucked him, holding my hair, and took full advantage of this.

“Y/N,” Shawn moaned. I smirked then quickly continued to suck him. I swirled my tongue around the tip and felt Shawn’s whole body tense at the sensation. I glanced up at Shawn to briefly look into his eyes. He stared down at me intently, watching my every motion. “I’m gonna cum.”

After Shawn’s announcement, I only picked up the the pace even more. I bobbed my head quickly up and down trying to bring him to orgasm. Even with this fast pace, Shawn still pushed my head faster with my ponytail. I felt veins twitching on his cock and prepared myself to swallow what was coming. I sucked him clean of his juices and felt his whole body relax immediately after.

I raised myself up to face Shawn again. He pulled me onto his lap and flipped me over. Shawn was now on top of me and worked to remove my pants.

“My turn.” Shawn said smirking as he began kissing down my halfway nude body.

Midnight ride ; smut

I was awoken by someone gently shaking and saying my name repeatedly. My eyes fluttered open to reveal a messy haired and shirtless Shawn. 

 “Baby..” I mumbled, as I turned around to look at our table side clock. “It’s two in the morning.” I said, turning back around facing him again. 

 “I know daring..” He soothed as his fingertips traced shapes into my arm. “But I couldn’t sleep since I’m leaving next week.” 

 A smile crept my lips. “Shawn, we have to enjoy right now. In this moment. Every moment together. We can’t focus on the negative. Remember, this is your dream and I completely support you and the downsides to it. I love you so much, no matter what. ” I said, caressing his cheek. 

 Shawn said nothing for a few seconds then all at once, I felt his lips brush against mine. The last time we kissed like this was our two year anniversary, sweet and passionate, far from rushed. It was as if everything around us was moving in slow motion. 

 He pulled away, resting his forehead against mine. “I love you Y/N, you know that?” He said. I smiled, “Of course, I love you too Shawn.” Our bodies were intertwined and eyes closed, attempting to fall asleep once more.

 Ten minutes or so passed by until Shawn spoke. “Baby, I can’t sleep now. Can we go out for a ride?” I pursed my lips, debating if I should miss work tomorrow. Oh fuck it. “Let’s go.“ I approved. 

 Shawn’s jeep strong, cold air conditioning caused goosebumps to plague down my entire body. His warm hand touched the skin on my thigh, making me feel slightly better. The radio played softly as we drove to our spot. A comfortable silence engulfed us. 

 His jeep came to a stop, we’ve made it. We reclined our seats back, looking at the pure sky, drowning us in stars and the white full moon. My body turned to face Shawn. “I’m not gonna lie. I’m going to miss you like crazy baby.” I said, as Shawn’s eyes met mine. “And I noticed that we haven’t fucked in a while..” I hinted. His eyes widened knowing what’s going to happen next.

 I put my seat into it’s original position and climbed to the back seat. He caught onto my drift and did as I did. “I’m taking control this time baby.” I stated as I straddled him. He nodded quickly. “Lay back baby boy. Let me do all the work.” I insisted.

 His hands explored my bare back under my shirt. I quickly pinned his hands on the sides of him so he couldn’t touch me and trailed sloppy kisses down his jawline. He moaned in response. His head looked up, giving me more access. I got him where I wanted him. He was weak for me. 

 “Oh my god, Baby.” Shawn groaned as my hips started rolling on his. “Tell me you want it,” I teased. “Tell me you want me,” I demanded. His hooded eyes glazed at me, “Please Y/N,” He blurted. I loved seeing him like this, frustrated. 

Shawn bucked his hips forward hoping for more contact then we already were having, but I refused. My hands cupped his soft face and tugged at his hair as I kissed him. I finally let him touch me. His strong arms wrapped around me, yanking my shirt off revealing that I wore no bra. His smile seemed to glow in the dark. His long fingers dipped into my velvet shorts and pulled them off along with my panties. My hands found the hem of his shirt and ripped it from his incredible body.

“Has my baby boy been good for me?” I whispered,my lips against his ear surely sending shivers down his back. He nodded his head softly, mumbling a short yes. “I can feel how I affect you,” I added referring to his prominent boner through his basketball shorts. Just to mess with him, my delicate hand found it and slowly palmed him. “Ahh, Fuck Princess,” He moaned. 

 We were both now completely naked. His hands gripped on my sides, awaiting for me to lower myself onto him. I fulfilled his wish and proceeded. I whimpered as his cock fulled me up, he smirked. I started riding him, my hands held onto his shoulders and my lips met his once again.

 Our movements made his jeep shake. He pulled away from my lips, taking my bottom lip with him biting it. “You look so god damn hot on my cock baby,” He stuttered trying to be dominant. Not this time Shawny Boy. “No Shawn, I’m in control this time, I’m the one making you feel this way,” I stammered, quickening my pace. He groaned at my sense of control. My nails dug into the skin of his back from all the pleasure he was providing me. 

 Beads of sweat dripped down our foreheads. His teeth bit down on his bottom lip, trying to stop his groans from slipping out. “Tell me how I’m making you feel baby, I wanna hear you,” I insisted. “You made me feel so fucking good Y/N. I love you so fucking much,” He replied, almost out of breath to even speak. 

 My legs were about to give out. Shawn knew I was getting tired but he still wanted us to go into pure ecstasy. He started thrusting up into me, taking charge for the last few moments. “Fuck baby boy, I’m about to come,” I whimpered. “Me too Princess,” He wheezed. 

 Then we finally reached our high. We interlocked our lips, capturing this moment to remember forever. I pulled away out of breath, my head resting on his shoulder. “I love you Shawn,” I stated. “I love you too Y/N,” He replied.

This is it. II (S.M)

Description: After his European tour Shawn traveled North America not failing to sell out every show. He was finally coming home, and his parents invited y/n to a welcoming home party. She doesn’t know if she should go or not, but when she makes her decision she wonders if it’ll be any good.

I’ve decided to make this a little series. I don’t know how long I want to make it. It could be only three parts or it could be ten. Hope you enjoyed. (: please send feedback!!



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“It upsets me to think this is our last day together for months.” I confessed to Shawn, who was currently laying on the couch with his head in my lap, engrossed in a movie. My words made him turn his head to look at me. He looked up at me through beautiful brown eyes.

“Then just don’t think about it and you won’t be upset.” he said with a shrug. Oh what a wonderful solution you have there, Shawn. I wish it were that easy.

“It’s just not that easy. You’re going on a world tour, I’m going to college. You have other friends, Shawn, I don’t. All I have is you.”

“You have friends other than me. There’s no way I’m your only friend.” he teased.

“I have acquaintances, not friends.” I informed. “These acquaintances also won’t be going to the same school as me.”

“Nobody else could get into the school you’re going to because not everyone can be a fucking mega genius like you.” Shawn said, sounded irritated.

“Is that any way to talk to your best friend who made sure you passed physics and graduated?” I asked, wiggling my eyebrows at him. His facial expression softened at my tone and he no longer seemed angry. We sat in silence for another hour or so, long enough for the movie to be over. Shawn’s friend had suggested the movie and it sucked, if I’m being honest. We decided on watching The Notebook after that, one we both always loved.

We sat next to each other, my head on Shawn’s shoulder but in a platonic, nothing-more-than-friends way. It had gotten to the scene where Allie was kissing ice cream off of Noah’s lips and I felt Shawn laughing. I pulled away from his shoulder to look at him.

“What is it?” I queried, not being able to avoid the smile spreading across my lips from hearing his laugh.

“Wouldn’t it be amazing to be that in love with somebody?” he said. It made my heart sink because, until just now, I had managed to put away my thoughts about how in love I am with Shawn. I had hoped that just this one time we could be together without my thoughts interrupting what should only be friendship with Shawn. My throat felt dry and my eyes stung after he said the words. It was just a simple question, but to me it showed that he wasn’t in love with anyone, including me.

I managed to nod my head then scoot a few inches away from Shawn. I continued watching the movie, not being able to help but imagine Shawn and I being that in love with each other. Sadly, the love was only one sided. We definitely loved each other, but he only loved me as a best friend and I loved him with all I had in me. I realized in this moment I should have told him a long time ago. I should have confessed my feelings because now, we won’t see each other for months so it’s too late.

Shawn and I had planned to spend the whole day together but once the movie was over I felt too lost in my thoughts to stick around.

“I guess I should head home now.” I said softly, starting to stand up.

“What? Why?” Shawn asked, sounding concerned. I looked back at him and he looked hurt that I wanted to leave so early. “I thought you were staying all day?” I wanted to stay, I wanted it more than anything but I couldn’t focus on being his best friend when I was too busy thinking about being his girlfriend. My face felt hot and my eyes stung again, I could feel that they were tearing up. “Hey, what’s wrong?”

Shawn grabbed my hand and rubbed his thumb over mine. I desperately tried to keep the tears in but I couldn’t help one from falling. A single tear ran down my left cheek and I wiped it away quickly.

“Y/N, please tell me what’s wrong? Did I do something or say something? Come here.” Shawn begged. He lead me to the couch and I sat across from him with my legs crossed.

This was it, this is when I have to tell him. I thought to myself.

I was a horrible liar and Shawn knew better than anyone when I was lying. My voice went higher than usual and my cheeks always turned pink after I realized how ridiculous the lie was. If I lied, he would know. I should just save myself the trouble of making up a lie and tell him.

“I just really don’t want us to have to leave each other because-”

“Because why?” He interrupted.

“Because I hate not being able to see you.” I said, stalling as long as I could.

“Why are you so upset though? I have to leave all the time and you don’t cry, do you?”

“No, but it’s different this time. I’m leaving for college so when you come home, I won’t be here. When I come home, you won’t be here, Shawn. It’s so different this time.”

“It’s not that much diff-”

“Yes, it is, Shawn! You don’t understand!” I said, raising my voice at him without meaning to.

“Then make me understand, Y/N. What is different about leaving this time?”

“Because I’m fucking in love with you and I have to leave you! You’re the reason why I’m going to college in Toronto, so I can be close to you when you come home.” I gasped when I realized that I told him. I actually told Shawn how I felt instead of keeping it to myself like I had for the past half of a year.

“Do you honestly think that I’m not in love with? Why do you think I’ve stayed here and haven’t gotten an apartment in New York or Los Angeles or wherever I want?” He paused. I only stared, waiting for him to continue. He ran his fingers through his thick hair out of frustration. “It kills me every time I have to leave you. You don’t even understand. I should have told you sooner, but I love you. I love you so damn much that it hurts. I’ve seen you get your heart broken multiple times and I have done absolutely nothing about it. I should have told you a long time ago, I’m sorry that we had to tell each other like this.”

“Shawn, don’t apologize. I should have told you a long time ago as well.” I cooed. I rubbed his arm in an attempt to calm him. “What does this mean for us?”

“What do you want it to mean?” He asked, looking up at me with his rich, caramel colored eyes. My own eyes stared into his for a moment, as if I was searching for the answer in his eyes. I exhaled sharply but slowly before giving him an answer.

“I want to make this work if you want to. I want to be with you. That’s all I’ve ever wanted.” I spoke. His eyes lit up at my words.

He moved closer to me and I didn’t move, I let him inch closer. I watched his every move and then he took my hand in his. Shawn’s fingers laced with mine and I waited for him to do something more. I knew I wouldn’t be able to force myself to initiate a kiss, so I waited for Shawn.

I stared into Shawn’s eyes and his face came closer to mine. A few small tears still lingered on my cheeks and Shawn kissed them away. The feeling of his lips on my skin felt phenomenal, I couldn’t describe the feeling. I breathed hard and sporadically. Shawn’s lips hovered over mine, our lips barely grazing against each other. I surprised myself when I closed the gap. I pressed my lips against his soft, smooth lips. We both smiled, causing us to bump our teeth together. We both laughed because it wasn’t awkward, it felt right. We knew each other so well already that this just felt right. This was how it was supposed to be all along.

Our lips moved together while Shawn’s hands rested on my waist. His soft skin lingered on my lips and he began to pull away. I grabbed the material of his shirt, pulling him back into me.

“Please. Don’t stop.” I breathed out against his lips. My breath was hot and short, I needed his lips on mine so badly that I couldn’t breathe properly. He smiled then kissed me once more. His tongue now traced over my bottom lip and I whimpered lightly at the feeling. Just simple touches from him were driving me insane. I had been craving kisses like these for so long now that this moment felt like pure bliss. His tongue moved against mine slowly and gently, but the kiss grew heated. Shawn’s teeth sunk into my bottom lip and I gasped at the feeling.

His lips now pressed against my neck and it felt delightful. My eyelids closed slowly at the feeling. I didn’t want to focus on anything but Shawn’s lips on my skin right now, but Shawn made that an easy task. His soft lips fluttering on my skin lightly made me shiver. His long fingers traced circles on my hips under my shirt. I now laid underneath him, he hovered over me but pressed his lower half into me. I could feel a slight bulge growing in his jeans and couldn’t help the smirk that grew on my lips.

We kept kissing for a while longer, until both our lips were raw and we had both kissed what little bit of skin that was exposed with all our clothing still on. Shawn’s fingers fidgeted with the hem of my shirt, obviously wanting to take it off.

“Bedroom?” He asked quickly in between sweet pecks on each other’s lips. I nodded and he grabbed my hand, I then followed to his room. Once in his room with the door closed, his fingers moved under my shirt again. He looked into my eyes to make sure it was okay and I gave him a look of approval. He peeled my shirt off and tossed it to the floor. Shawn moved over me on his bed. He kissed my still bra-clad chest delicately. My whole body erupted with a feeling I had never felt with any other guy before Shawn. He slipped his fingers under my bra straps and slid them down my shoulders. His hands were soon at my back to unclasp my bra.

Suddenly, I felt insecure. I felt like I wouldn’t be enough for him. I inhaled deeply while he removed my bra, hoping he wouldn’t be disappointed. Before I could process what was happening, Shawn’s mouth was on my breasts. His lips first kissed lightly, then sucked on my sensitive skin. His tongue teased my nipples and I ran my fingers through his hair. I moaned and whimpered from his touch and he hummed, his throat vibrating against me in response.

“God, you’re so beautiful.” Shawn kissed my stomach right above the button of my pants. I grew nervous because up until this point, I knew what I was doing and I knew what to expect. I’d had sex a couple times before, sure, but Shawn was much more experienced than I was. Even through the nerves, though, my centre throbbed for Shawn.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Shawn asked me. My nerves wanted me to say no, but I did want this. I had wanted it, needed it for so long. I told him yes and he continued. His kissed my hips while unbuttoning my pants. They slid down my legs and dropped to the floor with the rest of my clothing. I realized then that Shawn was still fully clothed. He hovered over me again to kiss me. His tongue played with mine and I pushed his shirt up while kissing him, hinting that I wanted it off. He pulled the fabric over his toned abdomen and chest and I nearly felt my heart stop in that moment.

I had seen Shawn shirtless many times but I never really could admire him like I wanted. This time, my eyes scanned over him slowly, taking in every detail of all the ridges and valleys of his body. Shawn asked again if I was sure that I wanted this, I told him again that I did. His long fingers rubbed my core through the damp cloth of my underwear. I squirmed under his touch, even though it was barely anything compared to what would come next. His hands hooked around my panties and removed them. I was now completely nude in front of Shawn for the very first time, something I thought would never happen.

He slipped his middle finger into me, causing me to gasp. His finger worked slowly inside me, trying not to build up the pressure too quickly. Shawn’s mouth made its way to my pussy, licking enthusiastically over my clit. I moaned for him over and over. I soon lost all control over holding off my orgasm. Shawn’s tongue flicked up and down my clit and his finger curled inside me. I arched my back and Shawn now had to hold my legs apart. I came so blissfully and Shawn drug out my orgasm until it was almost painful.

He moved from between my legs with a smile on his face. He wiped his mouth dry with his hand after licking my juices off his finger. A thought occurred to me, I wondered how many times he had done that to be so amazing at it. I also wondered how many times he had done what we were about to do. It was a stupid thing to think, but the experience I lacked in this area made me think this way.

I started to remove Shawn’s jeans. I unbuttoned them eagerly because I wanted to please him like he had just pleased me. Taking his jeans off revealed a prominent bulge in his underwear, which made me even wetter, if that was possible at this point. I inched the waistband of his boxers down until they were off him completely. I took his length in my hand, unsure of what to do but he seemed to enjoy it. I jerked my hand upwards on his cock and he moaned quietly. Shawn’s much larger hand pushed mine away, I thought that maybe it was because he didn’t like it as much as I had presumed.

“You’re going to have to stop. I want to last for you, Y/N.” he spoke. I felt my cheeks heat up at the thought of making him feel so good that he may cum. He searched in his nightstand drawer for a condom. He rolled it onto his hard length after tearing open the wrapper.

“Y/N, I’m only going to ask you one more time and please be honest, are you sure, absolutely sure you want to do this with me?” He said sweetly, lovingly. I started to second guess this whole thing. It was too soon, we just confessed our feelings for each other barely an hour ago. However, if we didn’t do this now, it would be months before we ever got to. I didn’t think I could wait that long.

“I’m completely sure, Shawn. I want this, I need this with you. I wouldn’t want to do this with anyone else.” I assured him. He lined himself up at my entrance and kissed my forehead before pushing into me. I winced at the slight discomfort but was no longer hurting after four very slow and steady thrusts.

“Are you okay?” Shawn said, sounding concerned. I nodded and he kept thrusting at a slow pace. I could tell his thrusts were shallow and I was no longer hurting, therefore I wrapped my legs around him. This pushed his length deeper inside me than it had previously been.

“Oh, Shawn.” I gasped. I looked up at Shawn to see him biting his lip while watching himself thrust in and out of me. He looked as if he was struggling with keeping it at such a slow pace from the way his chest was rising so rapidly. He slid into me with ease now and finally, finally bottomed out. We both moaned at the feeling.

“Faster,” I begged, once the feeling of pain and discomfort was completely gone. Shawn looked into my eyes first, just to be sure, then sped up the pace of his thrusts. I could tell this speed pleasured him much more than the previous one and it was a pleasurable feeling for me as well. Shawn’s moans were more frequent and drawn out now. I moaned just as often, maybe even more than Shawn did. He knew how to make this feel so wonderful and different than it had ever felt for me before.

One hand was in Shawn’s hair and the other gripped onto his bicep, my nails digging into his skin. With each thrust I came closer to my climax and Shawn made it hard to not come undone so soon. I tensed around him after a deep thrust. I became short of breath and Shawn could sense I was close. He thrusted faster and I could barely take it. I clenched around his dick, because I wanted to feel every inch of him and also because I couldn’t control it.

Shawn’s hands were placed on my waist in an attempt to get a better grip while he thrusted. Just one more hard, deep thrust pushed me over into euphoric bliss all because of Shawn. I couldn’t believe he could make me feel this way, make me feel like no one else ever had. I grew more sensitive with every second that passed while Shawn brought himself to his orgasm. He pushed in and out of me sloppily and by the time I felt warm liquid fill the condom, I was more sensitive than ever before. Shawn hissed profanities through his teeth.

Shawn threw the condom away then left to clean up. He returned some minutes later and gave me a shirt of his to throw on. I slipped into it and took in his scent. Shawn lay beside me and we just looked at each other with our arms wrapped around one another. We took in the beautiful sight of each other with that post-orgasm glow we now both had. Inevitably, I thought of how we were both leaving tomorrow. It made my heart break into tiny pieces.

“I wish you didn’t have to leave me tomorrow.” I whispered.

“I wish I didn’t either. But when we both come home, I’m yours and you’re mine, yeah?” He spoke. A smile spread across my lips and I nodded to agree. I pecked his lips softly. The feeling of being his was overwhelming.

so i keep seeing this everywhere and it’s hurting my heart. i will say tho in all honesty, i feel like any normal person would take a photo with a celebrity even if they didn’t like them, because they’re a celebrity. i mean right? i don’t know i could be wrong but that’s just me. BUT still the fact that this chick would say that, is rude. and it hurts my heart so much to know that there are so many people out there who only like shawn for his looks. and it’s very unfair that those people get to meet him and the real fans seem to have more trouble meeting him. idk man i’m just kinda sad

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Sometimes Shawn can be sexy, other times he’s a total weirdo……😍😘

C'MON, GUYS ASK ME

1. Would you have sex with the last person you text messaged?
2. You talked to an ex today, correct?
3. Have you taken someones virginity?
4. Is trust a big issue for you?
5. Did you hang out with the person you like recently?
6. What are you excited for?
7. What happened tonight?
8. Do you think it’s disgusting when girls get really wasted?
9. Is confidence cute?
10. What is the last beverage you had?
11. How many people of the opposite sex do you fully trust?
12. Do you own a pair of skinny jeans?
13. What are you gonna do Saturday night?
14. What are you going to spend money on next?
15. Are you going out with the last person you kissed?
16. Do you think you’ll change in the next 3 months?
17. Who do you feel most comfortable talking to about anything?
18. The last time you felt broken?
19. Have you had sex today?
20. Are you starting to realize anything?
21. Are you in a good mood?
22. Would you ever want to swim with sharks?
23. Are your eyes the same color as your dad’s?
24. What do you want right this second?
25. What would you say if the person you love/like kissed another girl/boy?
26. Is your current hair color your natural hair color?
27. Would you be able to date someone who doesn’t make you laugh?
28. What was the last thing that made you laugh?
29. Do you really, truly miss someone right now?
30. Does everyone deserve a second chance?
31. Honestly, do you hate the last boy you were talking to?
32. Does the person you have feelings for right now, know you do?
33. Are you one of those people who never drinks soda?
34. Listening to?
35. Do you ever write in pencil anymore?
36. Do you know where the last person you kissed is?
37. Do you believe in love at first sight?
38. Who did you last call?
39. Who was the last person you danced with?
40. Why did you kiss the last person you kissed?
41. When was the last time you ate a cupcake?
42. Did you hug/kiss one of your parents today?
43. Ever embarrass yourself in front of a crush?
44. Do you tan in the nude?
45. If you could, would you take back your last kiss?
46. Did you talk to someone until you fell asleep last night?
47. Who was the last person to call you?
48. Do you sing in the shower?
49. Do you dance in the car?
50. Ever used a bow and arrow?
51. Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer?
52. Do you think musicals are cheesy?
53. Is Christmas stressful?
54. Ever eat a pierogi?
55. Favorite type of fruit pie?
56. Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid?
57. Do you believe in ghosts?
58. Ever have a Deja-vu feeling?
59. Take a vitamin daily?
60. Wear slippers?
61. Wear a bath robe?
62. What do you wear to bed?
63. First concert?
64. Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart?
65. Nike or Adidas?
66. Cheetos Or Fritos?
67. Peanuts or Sunflower seeds?
68. Favorite Taylor Swift song?
69. Ever take dance lessons?
70. Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing?
71. Can you curl your tongue?
72. Ever won a spelling bee?
73. Have you ever cried because you were so happy?
74. What is your favorite book?
75. Do you study better with or without music?
76. Regularly burn incense?
77. Ever been in love?
78. Who would you like to see in concert?
79. What was the last concert you saw?
80. Hot tea or cold tea?
81. Tea or coffee?
82. Favorite type of cookie?
83. Can you swim well?
84. Can you hold your breath without holding your nose?
85. Are you patient?
86. DJ or band, at a wedding?
87. Ever won a contest?
88. Ever have plastic surgery?
89. Which are better black or green olives?
90. Opinions on sex before marriage?
91. Best room for a fireplace?
92. Do you want to get married?

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You’re the One Who Left(S.M)

Requested: Yes. Anon requested number 3 and 13.

Description: Shawn comes back to Toronto and searches y/n down to tell her how he really feels.

Warnings: cursing

It’s kinda short sorry!


I groaned as I entered my apartment. It was such a long day at work, I’ve never seen so many people in one accounting office. I kicked my heels off and plopped on my couch my eyes closing on impulse. 

My eyes were maybe closed for five minutes before I heard a knock on my door I debated on actually getting up and answering it, but I did anyway. I pulled myself to my feet padding my way to the door and opening it to a familiar face that made my heart sink to my stomach. “Wh-What are you doing here.” 

“Y/n, I really want to talk to you.” He pleaded. My brain said no, but my heart said yes. I stepped aside opening my door a little wider and motioned for him to come inside. I walked to the couch and waiting for him to sit down as well. We stared into each others eyes and I waited for him to talk. “I know you’re thinking that it’s really fucking weird to see me right now, and you don’t know how I got your new address, but I needed to see that gorgeous face.” He broke a little bit of tension.

“Shawn you’re the one who left. So, you’re right I don’t know what the fuck you’re doing here.” I spat.

“I know I left out of no where, and I know you’re still mad I went with Camila to that club when you asked me not to, but please forgive me. I don’t know what I was doing, my head wasn’t in the right place.” Shawn said and placed his hand on my shoulder.

“Do not even think about touching me. You didn’t answer my texts, my calls, Geoff even fucking ignored me! You think I’m going to forgive you that easy ? For walking out on me and me being clueless and scared shitless for you? The only way I found comfort in knowing you were gone was when I saw pictures of you in California on the beach.” I seethed. At this point i was standing up and yelling. Shawn looked like a helpless puppy sitting on my couch in front of me, teary eyed. God how much I wanted to jump on him and kiss him right now was more than I’d ever expect, but I couldn’t.

“Please,” He looked up at me begging, “Give me one more shot, I’ll do it right this time.” I looked at the floor and thought about it for a second. I missed him, I loved him, I wanted him.

“Shawn, I will love you until the ends of the Earth meet,” I breathed my voice cracking when tears started flowing, “But this, this thing between us is vicious. How can I be so sure that you won’t leave me again and leave me hopeless and depressed? I know you’d try Shawn, I really do, but I can’t ruin myself because of you. Its not healthy.” The both of us were crying. I walked to the door of my quaint apartment, where pictures of Shawn and I still lay under my pillow, and opened it. “Please leave Shawn, don’t even bother coming back.” I tried getting out but most of it was muffled by my sobs. Shawn got up from where he was frozen on the black sectional and walked to the door. 

“I love you , y/n, I will never forget about you.” I stepped out and looked back at me. His cheeks were red and his eyes glistening with tears. I gave him a small smile and shut the door. I turned my back and slid down the wall burying my face in my hands. I knew Shawn hadn’t left yet due to the lack of footsteps down the hallway. I muffled my sobs and realized that Shawn was my whole life, he was my everything. If he came begging why didn’t I give myself that second chance to be with him? I heard the footsteps padding down the hallway when I quickly got up to open the door again. 

“Shawn!” I saw him turn around, hope in his eyes. I bounded down the hallway past numerous other apartments and jumped into his arms. He held me tightly.

“Please don’t leave me.” He said softly. 

“As long as you won’t.” I whispered back. 

I guess it’s the adrenaline that kept me from letting him leave, the want and desire for the boy that cause me so many good memories, and so little bad ones. He was the reason I kept on going and waking up in the morning. I was waiting for him to come back, and he did.


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