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Hurry Home (Smut)

 A/N: This is kinda procrastination because I’m having a hard time finishing Redemption, but it’s coming along. I found this is my drafts so this is my “please don’t kill me Redemption is coming” phone sex. Also, I’d like to dedicate this to my lovely friend @sippingchai . Thank you for being as thirsty as I am lol. Enjoy ;)

You stretch your legs out as you sprawl across the bed making the most obnoxious noise. Opening your eyes, you look over and see an empty place in the bed where Shawn should be. The studio maybe? Who knows. You stand up and make your way downstairs to the living room to sit on the couch. You turn on Netflix to watch the next season of Dexter. You and Shawn usually watch it together, but you just can’t help yourself.

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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.

Redemption (Part 1)

A/N: Finally finally finally I am finished! I’m sorry for the delay. Between work and school hitting me like a truck, it’s been hard finding time to write. Thank you to everyone who has been supportive during this! Especially @thesmutofthemendes​ who has been there every time I’ve been ready to trash this piece lol. I am nervous about this one, but I hope you all like it! Apologies for any errors I edited this quickly. Feedback is definitely appreciated :)

The sound of her moans is what he recalls the most. Glorious mewls that send him over the edge. He swears he can still hear the desperate cries she let escape her mouth as she rode him that night. That crazy night. Begging him for more, that’s what really fucked him over. The memory of watching her body tremble as she reaches her orgasm, clenching around him. But the smell, the smell of her drenched cunt is what he likes to remember most. The sweetest thing he’s ever smelt—ever tasted.

The hazed club they stand in smells of weed and alcohol as it’s packed to the brim with millennials stumbling drunkenly around the room, but he doesn’t seem to take much notice. Only focusing on what’s in front of him, Shawn’s calloused fingers are on her waist as they stand near the illuminated exit sign, and all he can think about is her. He’s been fighting the past few days, trying to move on from what happened between them. It was supposed to only be a one-night deal, but letting go has been difficult for him. He needs her again, he’s become addicted almost. Mesmerized by the thought of her. Ever sense he watched her petite figure stumble down the hallway to his bedroom. Ever sense he slid the straps of her black dress off her shoulders and watched as it dropped to the floor. The next morning, watching her leave was the hardest. Acting as if the whole night was no big deal—a messy mistake even as she grabbed her shoes and left with a rushed “goodbye” leaving her red lips. As if hours before she wasn’t perched on his bed, her gorgeous legs spread just for him with her ass jutted out against him meeting his hips as he took her so beautifully from behind. Growling as she sent him into the most intense state of euphoria that he’s ever experienced.

He craves her. He craves her in every way imaginable. He craves her taste lingering in his mouth. He craves her warm breath on his neck as moans tumble from her lips. He craves watching her slowly take off each layer of her clothing right there in front of him. He craves her wanting eyes. He craves her nails sinking into his back. He craves to hear her scream his name as satisfaction runs through his veins. He craves her. 

He’s focusing on letting his hands run down her body, and she can feel herself through her panties as she squeezes her thighs together—she’s drenched.

She knows it’s wrong to want this, to want him. Their last encounter was a mistake. He caught her when she was at her weakest—alone and vulnerable. She was at the bar that night after breaking up with her cheating boyfriend of three years who left her for one of her friend. Normally, she wouldn’t have gone for someone with such an age difference, but Shawn was different and just happened to be at the right place at the right time. He was just a fling, a rebound, she kept telling herself. But the feeling of his hard cock pressed against the globe of her ass makes it hard for her to reason with herself.

He’s admiring the way she looks, a short, satin dress looking almost as if it’s some article of lingerie with a black sweater pulled over it. All nicely tied together with a pair of black pumps. She looks so fucking sexy. Taking her in. He wants her, just to feel her around him one last time before he calls it quits. He places a searing kiss on her cheek making her skin ignite. “Come with me,” he whispers against her skin. His eyes playing with her, hoping that she’ll give in. She shakes her head rejecting the idea as she turns to face him, fixing his collar, “you know that’s not smart, love. That night should have never happened.” She’s trying to be strong for herself. She drags her finger across his bottom lip. As if almost instinct, he opens his mouth and sucks harshly on her thumb. She raises her eyebrow as she pulls her finger away hearing his mouth elicit a ‘pop’ from the absence of her finger. Just a fling, dammit just a FLING she repeats in her head. Why does he have to be so cute? He’s very good looking and mature for his age.

The way he sucks her finger makes her remember all the ways that he was so good to her body. “Somebody has forgotten self control,” she purrs. He blushes. The sexual tension radiating between them.

His voice rasps with determination, “please, just one more night love. Let me show you, let me change your mind.” His touch sets fire to her skin as he lifts her chin up to make better eye contact. She shakes her head at him again as she tries to convince him once again that they can never work. He is so busy and always on the move due to tour. Surrounded by all these gorgeous, talented women who he can have whenever he pleases while she is average and tied here, devoted to her fashion merchandising job that she just got promoted in. Plus, she could never be with someone his age. It just wouldn’t work out. Why does he even want her? She’s genuinely curious. Anyway, the point is that it’s easier for them to be apart no matter how hard that may be for both of them to grasp.

Brown eyes are pleading at this point, “please, just stay the night. It’s all I ask. I just—fuck I just haven’t been able to forget you, doll. Your body has been on my mind since the moment you left through the door. Give me one more, just one more. If you still decide that this isn’t what you want, you can leave. Deal?”

She contemplates for a moment. She is alone, but this won’t end well. What if one of them gets too attached? Red flag. She knows leaving is her best option. But she rules against it for some reason. Every bone in her body is telling her no. Telling her that she is stupid for being here tonight. For coming to meet him. She feels like an idiot for what she decides to do next. She should have just stayed at home and watched old reruns of Friends but nope, here she fucking is about to give into him. Damn him.

His gaze catches hers, his eyes hopeful. She closes her eyes and lets out a strangled breath. Fine. “Lead the way,” she caves and grabs his hand. She swallows hard and follows behind him. Kicking herself for agreeing to leave with him.


He holds her hand tight as he pulls her behind him up the stairs to his condo. He can’t help but be in a hurry. The thought of touching her, tasting her—again makes his patience quickly ware thin. They finally make it to his place as he’s fiddling with the keys to quickly get the door open. Once they’re inside, she walks through the front hallway into the kitchen as she recalls the last time she was here. Remembering him kneeling down in front of her as he slid her panties down her legs, his hands shaky. She smiles to herself remembering how eager yet nervous he was. Being with an older woman such as herself made him anxious almost, but she found it endearing. Her thoughts are soon interrupted as she feels him come up from behind, his hot breath on her neck. He moves the hair to one side of her neck as she leans back into him, her ass pressing against his crotch causing him to groan into her skin. “I’ve missed the taste of you, baby,” kissing down her neck, “you’re so fucking sweet.” His words make her weak in the knees. She must have taught him a thing or two because he wasn’t nearly this vocal before. He pulls her tighter against him, placing his hands on her hips.

“How wet are you, darling?” he playfully ghosts his nose down the shell of her ear. His hands rest on her hips as his fingers slide up the curvature of her side. He feels her back arching as she’s desperately trying to relieve the ache in between her thighs. Fuck—her body will be the thing to kill him. Her sinful body that he worships mercilessly. He can’t keep his hands off her. The memories flood his head as he’s mouthing kisses on her jaw. He hasn’t been able to stop thinking about her writhing on his cock. Remembering every detail as she came undone above him. Her brows wrinkling, her eyes fluttering, her body shaking. A strangled moan leaves her lips as she snaps her eyes shut.  The sweetest sound he’s ever heard. He kisses the back of her neck as he slips his leg between her thighs, slipping her cardigan off her shoulders and onto the dark, wooden floor. “Can you still feel me inside you?” She turns her head trying to catch his gaze as she manages to nod. Slowly, he brings his hand between her legs to sneak up the apex of her thigh, kneading the soft between them, just below where she needs him the most. She throws her head back as she keens. “Please, Shawn.” He’s smirking now because he knows he’s got her. She actually thought she could forget him that easily?

Without hesitating, he guides her towards the kitchen table. Once he has her in front of it, he grabs her waist, and bends her over it in a swift movement. She makes contact with the cool surface, face pressing against the glass as he stands behind her staring in awe at her body, keeping one hand on the small of her back, making sure she was staying down. After a second or two, her eyes widen at the feeling his fingers on the back of her thighs, and soon her dress is heaved up over her ass. She felt goosebumps gather on her arms, but she has no time to think about that seeing his hand come down on the globe of her ass moments later.

“Fuck!” she groans, his actions so unexpected causing her to let out a choked moan. He kneads the area he hit with his long fingers, and she heard her own breathing becoming louder and more uneven than before.

“What was that, baby?” he coos, obviously taking the opportunity to watch her enjoy herself. She rolls her eyes, and moments later she feels his hands in her hair, grabbing it and wrapping it around his fingers for a grip to pull slightly. She feels his clothed cock aching against her ass, and instantly her core is pulsating. He wants nothing more than to be inside of her, he needs to be inside of her. “Christ, you like that, don’t you doll?” He teases, and surprises her by sliding her panties down her toned legs. Her lips part as she gasps, looking back at him. But he just smirks at her. Pleased with himself. He couldn’t stop watching her, his cock twitching as he sees her slowly lose her control. “You look so good with your bare ass against me” he breathes dragging his hands down her delicate body, and after what feels like a lifetime later, he presses one finger against her slit, sliding it all the way from her entrance to her clit. Her body quakes by his warm touch, and she feels his cock pressing harder into her ass as he continues spreading the wetness around her soaked cunt.

“Oh god,” she groans almost inaudible, closing her eyes as he circles his finger around her clit, applying just enough pressure to make her whimper. Then his touch disappears, and she lets out a strangled sound causing him to allow a laugh to tumble from his lips. “What’s wrong, doll? Miss the feelings of my fingers fucking your pussy? Christ, I have been waiting to see you underneath me like this again.”

He runs his hand down her back, carefully digging his nails into her skin until he reaches her ass. His hand comes right back down her ass, a slap probably creating a soft, red handprint. She releases a high pitched moan, soft pain turning into pleasure in her body as he admires her below him.

“Are you going to be a good girl for me? Fuck—gonna let me show you why you need me?” He growls into her ear, giving her ass one more slap before kneading it softly. She snaps her eyes open while licking her lips. “Mhm,” she nods, trying to pushing her ass up further against him. He slaps it. “Use that witty mouth of yours,” he hisses, placing a burning kiss on her cheek.

“Yes baby yeah, please,” she coaxes, fluttering her eyelashes. He tilts his head back, admiring her state through hooded eyes. He wish he could capture this moment in a photo and save it forever. Her eyes wanting, chest heaving. It was almost shameful.

He then presses two fingers against her clit, and begins rubbing in circles. The feeling of him working wonders with his fingers makes her cry out in pleasure, being unprepared for his overwhelming response. She keens as he curls his finger inside her, careful grazing her g-spot just perfectly to draw out her sweet sounds. She’s burning with desire as she reaches back to grab his arm for support. A murmured breath of his name leaves her soft lips as she comes for him. She’s dripping down his fingers as his pace slows down. He brings his fingers to his mouth and licks them clean. God, she’s done for as she watches him taste her. He can’t resist, she’s becoming one of his favorite flavors. 

Her rapid breathing slowly calms as he leaves open mouth kisses the small of her back leaving soft bites. Captivated by her soft skin. 

He runs his hands up her stomach and cups her breast as he inches his mouth closer to her skin, sucking on her earlobe. Her legs go numb at his movements. She’s dripping and all she needs is for him to be inside her, filling her. She turns her head to make eye contact with him, and he knows she’s fucked. He can see it in her face, and he can smell it. “What is it darling? Not sure what to do? We could always stop? But that’s not what you want is it, doll? No. You miss me. The feeling of me inside you.”

She whimpers a soft moan of his name which he loves to hear. As he places one last kiss on her neck, he taps the side of her thigh signaling her to turn around, and she complies. He grabs her legs and tangles them around him. He grabs the hem of her dress, but she stops him causing him to furrow his eyebrows. She wants to do it for him, watch his reaction as she becomes naked right here before him. She slowly pulls the piece of fabric off her body and looks up at him as his eyes rake down her. He sucks in a breath. Her body mesmerized him. He pulls his shirt over his head and grabs onto the back of her thighs as he lifts her up to carry her down the hall to his room.

“Gonna make you remember, baby. Remember how I make you come so fuckin’ good for me,” he breathes into her hair as she kisses his collarbone, sucking dark bruises into his skin as he makes his way to the bedroom.

To be continued……

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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.

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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A/N:
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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Morning Cravings (Blurb)

A/N: Okay loves here is something to hold you over until Redemption Part 2 is finished! I kinda got inspired looking at some pics of Shawn (oops). Enjoy! Feedback is appreciated! :) P.S This is not edited I apologize in advance.

He’s got you good. Stripped on the bed, Shawn’s bed, on all fours as his arms are wrapped around your thighs. It’s filthy. You’re both so fucked for each other. Craving each other, but he craves your taste more than anything. His head in between your legs slowly mouthing damp kisses on the inside of your thighs. His lips causing you to elicit soft moans of praise.

“Come on darling, spread those pretty legs a little more for me. I wanna see you,” he whispers bringing his hands up your thigh as he attempts to pull your legs further apart.

You comply and move as your told. His tongue slides between your wet folds painfully slow causing your body to go numb with pleasure. He’s admiring how soft you are, how sweet your soaked cunt taste on his tongue.

Your pussy is aching, clit twitching with desire between your swollen lips as you feel his tongue inside you.

He is more experienced than when you first met. He knows you. He knows exactly what places to touch and exactly how to use his mouth to make you scream. He loves to eat you out from behind, so he can get delicious handfuls of your ass while doing so. He’s so in tune with your body that he knows exactly when to hold off and tease you just before you can come. He always wants to hear you whimper and beg just a little longer before giving in and letting you come all over his tongue.

You anticipated this all day while Shawn was gone to work. You tried to get him to stay at in bed, but he promised if you let him go get things done at the studio, he would take good care of you the moment he got home and Christ he was doing a damn good job at it. He was eager for you as soon as he stepped through the door. He dropped to his knees to slide your panties off the second you asked for his mouth. He loves when you beg and loves even more to make you come. He thinks you’re the most beautiful when your whimpering his name.  

He’s using his fingers now—Christ those fingers—sliding slowly across your slit causing your back to arch in pleasure as his name tumbles from your lips. Fingers are tracing your cunt, teasing you before finally finally entering inside you. You gasp, squirming beneath him, desperate for more, not knowing just how bad you need this from him until you were sprawled beneath him. Without thinking you whimper, “Shawn, please.” He pulls his fingers out of you making you ache as he groans. He loves listening to you when your desperate for him like this so he had to prolong it for just another glorious moment.

“Yeah—fuck what is it love? What do you want?” he grips at your ass again mouthing kisses down your lower back as he admires your bare body. His words make you groan. Shawn loves being vocal in bed even though he wasn’t for it at first. He was shy the first few times but now, he can’t get enough of it and you personally don’t mind.

“You—your fingers Shawn. Wanna feel you so bad baby. Make me come. Use your tongue your hands something.”

He growls at your response giving your ass a light spank. That is all it took for him as he dive back in, devouring you like you are everything he wants, everything he needs, muffled moans of sheer euphoria shooting through him, adding to the vibrations already rocketing through you. He is rutting against the bed to find some sort of relief as he fucks you senseless with that sinful mouth, taking you to farther than you could ever fathom. Your hands, reaching for something, anything to hold onto as the sensation rolls through you. You grab the bundle of the sheets in front of you, your nails digging into it, your arched, completely at his mercy. Wave after wave of pleasure assaults you as Shawn pushes you higher and higher until the orgasm explodes through you, so amazing, so strong, that you become a moaning mess underneath him.

When you get your breathing back to normal, you turn around and pull Shawn into a heated kiss and push him down onto the bed. He rests his hands behind his head and stares up at you as you straddle him, running your hands down his chest never breaking eye contact. Your hands make it to his thighs and you see his jaw clench. You smile innocently down at him.

“Now, my darling,” you say as you move down his body to his cock, “it’s my turn to take care of you.

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

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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“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.

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.

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?

Redemption 2

A/N: Annndddd it’s here! Forgive me for the delay. Happy sinning my lovelies ;)

She is a true vision like this, straddling him. A fucking goddess he’s sure of it. All he wants to do is show her, prove to her that there is nothing better than them together. It was filthy, this thing between them and they could never seem get enough of each other. Even if they didn’t want to admit it. 

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