shawn mendes imagines

tease

this imagine is for my fav mendessmuffin // i hope you like it even though i cant write LMAO
((smut warning))

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"Hello to you too," I mumbled sarcastically as Shawn casually walked straight pass me, placing his bag down and walking towards the bedroom.

Following his steps, I opened the almost shut door slowly. He'd taken his shoes and watch off already, in mid process of unbuttoning his green and blue flannel.

"Someone's just a bundle of joy today!" I joked, barking out a laugh and throwing my body onto the bed, causing it to creak a move slightly.

"Could you not, Rebecca?" he hissed back, fingers popping the last button before he jerked the flimsy cloth off of his arms and threw it on the floor.

"What'd I do now?" I sighed, rolling my eyes. Shawn was always in these little moods recently, and I was honestly getting sick of it.

"What'd you do? You think this is all a joke?" Shawn scoffed as he ran his long fingers through his hair, eyes on fire.

Of course I didn't think of this as a joke. It was anything but a joke to me. But getting him riled up was too hard to resist, the way his cheeks turned red from frustration and how his veins popped in his flexed forearms putting me in some type of trance.

"Oh, I get it," he mused, narrowing his dark eyebrows at me, "this is just your twisted way at getting back at me or something, isn't it?"

I barked out another laugh. "For that skank you've been seeing behind my back? I mean, I guess you could say I was trying to get back at you, but maybe I was just trying to have a bit of fun.. Like you."

I stared at his chest, rising and falling slowly under my lustful gaze, how his eyes began to cloud with black, and a sneaky smile rose to my lips. I quickly hid it, not wanting to hint at my devious intentions.

"Did you sleep with him?"

"I can't remember," I teased, tapping my tilted chin with my index finger, looking at him innocently.

"Rebecca," he repeated, gritting his teeth, "Did you sleep with him?"

I bit my lip as he got closer and closer with each word. Every sentence I said was getting to him, and I absolutely loved it. He knew I loved it.

"Why, baby boy? You afraid that he'd be better? Afraid that he'd screw me better than you ever will?" I whispered, rising from the crinkled white sheets and running my hand over the exposed skin his flannel covered earlier. He roughly gripped my wrist, stopping my motions at once, nostrils flaring.

"You don't get it, do you?" he spat as I shook off his tight grasp on my wrist, continuing with my teasing.

"Oh, I get it Shawn. You can't help yourself but to rub the fact that girls are all over in my face every chance you get."

"Fuck you."

"Why don't you? Show me that I'm wrong, and you're right," I shot back, licking my lips as I placed a kiss on his collarbone. Before I could do anything else, he quickly pushed me onto the bed.

"Strip," he demanded.

"Make me," I replied, legs shaking from excitement. This was it, this was exactly what I wanted.

He didn't need to be told much more. Flinging my body at the wall like his little ragdoll, he pinned my hands together with one of his larger ones and began to tear the clothing off of me. After I was left naked, he started sucking on my neck with his soft pink lips as I let out a small whimper.

"Shawn, please," I begged, wriggling my wrists from underneath his tight grip. He chuckled darkly.

"You started this babygirl," he whispered, biting at the sensitive skin on my shoulder, "Now it's my turn to end it."

"Fuck you," I bit through my clenched teeth, repeating his earlier words.

"That's not how this works, princess," he muttered, pressing his half naked body against mine sliding his hand further down my stomach.

"I want you."

"Oh, but I thought your other little boy-toy was much better," he hummed in my ear, grinding faster.

"H-He's not, he's not even comparable to you" I breathed, eyes fluttering open as he let my arms fall to my sides. I didn't turn around, but I could hear the unzip of a zipper and the soft thud of his khakis hitting the ground.

"Shawn?" I called out, praying he was still there.

As soon as his name left my trembling lips, I felt his body come back behind my trembling one, ready for entry.

"Do you love me, Rebecca?" he quietly mumbled in my ear, sliding himself along my center, bringing back the flipping feelings in my tummy once again.

My lips parted at the absurd question, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. He knew I'd loved him more than anything, because if I didn't, I wouldn't be putting up with half the shit he did.

"Don't be silly," I gulped, aching for more of his touch.

"Answer the question."

"Shawn.."

"Why is it so hard for you to say it? You know I mean it every time. If you can't even say those three words then what the hell are we doing here?"

And he was right. I didn't tell him how much he meant to me enough, I wasn't an easy person to get to. I always thought if I got to clingy, if I said those three words too often, he'd leave me.

"I love you more than I could ever explain, Shawn. Now just fuck me already," I whisper, cheek pressed to wall.

He took in a sharp breath and tilted my chin so that I was looking up at him. Roughly pressing our lips together, he hummed into the kiss, "And God, I love you too."

Before I could even think, Shawn slammed himself into me. A scream left my lips as he went in and out of me with the same amount of pleasurable force each and every time. His calloused fingers drew circles on my clit, and right then I knew I only had a few seconds left. I was so easy when it came to Shawn, and I was sure he could easily make me come undone with just a snap of his fingers.

It seemed like minutes passed, but he didn't let up not even once. He kept the same vicious pace, hitting my spot over and over, creating stars in my squinted eyes and fire in my sweaty body. I let out a loud cry, sure to wake up all the neighbors around us.

Just as I let go, Shawn came with me, letting my limp body fall against his. Both of our bodies buzzed with euphoria, making it seem like we were floating almost. Even though Shawn had already pulled out, every breath of air I took caught in my throat. Shawn laughed lightly into my damp skin, leaving a trail of small kisses.

"I'm sure your friend was great, Becca, but I think I win this one."

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this was my first time ever writing smut.

see you all in hell.