Shawn Mendes Imagines

Mr. Mendes

I huffed sitting in my seat. Mr. Mendes was an asshole. Always trying to make some lame excuse to get me in trouble. I've had detention twice in a row and I didn't do shit.

"welcome class" he smirked at me.

I glared back crossing my arms. We all got our notebooks out as the projector showed the notes we had to take. I wrote it word for word and felt someone hovering over me. I glanced up meeting a pair of brown eyes with mine.

"yes?" I asked rudely.

"You're writing the wrong information down Ms. (your last name)" he growled.

"What do you mean? I wrote everything word for word!" I shouted.

"Would you like detention y/n?" He asked crossing his arms.

His muscles were rather large and his 20 year old face made me shiver. His hair pushed back and his sharp jawline clenching. His tie hanging underneath his arm and his white shirt defining his muscles.

"make it two days!" I yelled standing up.

The classes ooed.

"fine"

He walked away and I sat back in my seat leaning back.

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"Well, welcome y/n" mr. Mendes chanted.

I scoffed sitting in the seat across from him.

"What the hell do you want from me?" I growled.

He walked over kicking at the ground. He slammed his hands on the table smirking. I jumped a little.

"get up" he commanded.

I did as he said slowly making my way over to his towering structure.

"So?"

He pressed his lips on mine cupping my face. His huge hands roaming my body. He slid his tongue into my mouth making me moan. He ripped off his shirt showing his toned body. My hands felt his abs down towards his v-line. His tie was the only thing hanging on his neck. He pushed me towards the door still locking lips with me. I locked the door behind me taking off my clothes. He kissed down my body making me moan. I pulled at his tie making eye contact with him.

"Do it" I commanded angrily.

I hopped on the desk as he quickly slid in. He was huge. He pounded me knocking a few things off the desk. He continuously moved around pounding me. I felt him twitch and he soon released into me. I huffed and he sniffled as he slid out. He put his clothes back on and smiled.

"Damn, you're a bad girl" he smirked.

I put my clothes on too and smirked back.

"I'm sorry Y/n but you've been very naughty looks like you have detention again"