Shawn Mendes Imagines

After School

A/N: This imagine is for @sunnyymendes. Hope you like it!

The flood of students headed for the door as the bell rang, signaling the end of class.

I walked back to my locker as I felt a tap on my shoulder.

"Hey Shawn." I smiled at him as he wrapped his arms around me, leaning his head down into the crook of my neck.

"Hi baby," He whispered, "I missed you."

I giggled at the feeling of his warm lips pressing against my neck.

"I missed you too."

"Come with me." He said, taking my hand and pulling me back down the hallways, towards the classrooms.

"What are we doing? Shawn, I want to go home." I whined.

"Please, just come with me."

The hallways were now dark as everyone had left the school.

Shawn led me to a closed classroom door, the lights shut off inside.

"What are we doing?" I asked again, a bit more irritated than before.

He opened the door and pulled me in, closing it behind us and leaving the lights off.

"Something I've wanted to do for a long time." He said, before crashing his lips onto mine.

Stunned by his actions, I paused, before grabbing his neck and intensifying the kiss.

I felt him smile into the kiss.

"That's my girl." He mumbled, still smiling.

He let go, and moved over to the teacher's desk, sliding everything off of it on to the floor.

"Wow, I like my new bad boy." I whispered, sinking my teeth into my bottom lip seductively.

He smirked, keeping silent.
He pulled me closer to him by my waist, reconnecting our lips.

Shawn ran his tongue along my bottom lip, as I slightly parted my mouth, allowing him entrance. Our tongues fought for dominance, his winning.

He roughly picked me up by the back of my thighs, sliding his hands up my school skirt and grabbing my butt.

He laid me down on the bare desk, hovering over me.

Shawn undressed himself quickly, taking off his khakis and oxford shirt, checking the door for any students or teachers.

I slowly unbuttoned my blouse and removed it, sliding down my short plaid skirt as well.

"Kiss me." I mumbled.

Shawn's lips connected with my lips as his bare body rubbed against mine. He began moving his lips down my neck and chest, sucking and biting on my bare skin.

Breathlessly, he removed my undergarments as I laid exposed on the desk.

"God, Kashma, you're beautiful." He whispered, admiring my body before him.

I felt my cheeks heat up as he slowly kissed me again, positioning himself at my entrance.

He slid his length into my body as I let out a long moan.

Once I adjusted, he started to thrust, slow and gently.

"Shawn, faster. Harder." I begged.

He obliged to my physical demand as he began to pick up his pace, slamming his body into mine.

"Oh my god, Shawn." I moaned.

The feeling of his body colliding mine was indescribable; his actions sending my body in a state of pure pleasure.

His swift movements sent shivers through my being, my head thrown back, eyes shut.
I raked my fingernails down his back in an attempt to stay quiet.

"Kashma, I'm close." He mumbled, his head hung into the crook of my neck as his warm breath grazed my skin.

I felt him twitch inside of me as he released, his grip on my waist tightening.

We laid in the same position for a little while, attempting to regain our normal breathing patterns.

Shawn slowly pulled out and redressed himself, as I picked up my clothes, doing the same.

He pecked my lips one more time before lacing our fingers together and heading out the door.

"I've always wanted to do you on a desk."

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Thanks for reading guys!! Ily❤️

-Rebecca