but i'm sick daddy

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idk if you knew but smut rhymes with butt and this is irrelevant bc i have no idea where this is going, but yes, this update contains smutty stuff so not all the way fam bc i'm a nun sooo

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"baby, can i get you anything else?" shawn asked, sitting on the edge of the bed while squeezing my hand.

he hated seeing me sick, it was so obvious as his face replicated a sad puppy dog.

what a cute little fucker.

"yeah, i'm good. just a little headache, nothing to worry about. but i'll just stay here, you go down with the rest of the guys." i spoke while absentmindedly bringing my hand to his face to relax him.

he relaxed at my touch, a small smile forming on his lips.

"okay darling, i'll check on you in a little."

with that, he kissed my check, lingering there for a while longer than he needed to, before disappearing out of the bedroom door.

all was well but i was insanely bored. i tried going on my phone or sleeping but neither were satisfying my boredom.

i was planning on joining all the guys back downstairs, seeing as i was feeling perfectly fine now, before a brilliant idea came to mind.

i picked my phone up from off the bed, typing in my passcode, and going straight to snapchat.

i lifted up my shirt and tugged down my sweats just enough to see my maroon lace victoria's secret thong with my hipbone being accentuated perfectly.

i clicked the arrow and tapped shawn's user under best friend's as i took one more just for good measure.

the second one was with the shirt up just enough to see some boob but not the whole show. (both examples in media)

i smiled to myself as i put the caption "make me feel better" and sent it off.

i saw the filled in red arrow by his name until it instantly changed to an outlined arrow.

shawnmendes1 screenshoted 2 of your snapchats!

i rolled my eyes, tossing my phone to the side. before i knew it, loud footsteps were coming from the staircase.

but i couldn't even react before i saw shawn's silhouette in the doorway, shutting the door and quickly making his way over to me.

"baby girl, you can't do that and expect nothing to happen." he whispered in a ragged voice, now hovering over me on the bed.

i gulped, before putting on the innocent act.

"but i'm sick, daddy." i smiled, his eyes glaring into mine with lust and passion,  his breath catching in the back if his throat at the name, before he smashed his lips on mine.

the kiss was already starting to get heated as shawn's hands roamed my body and my fingers tangled in his hair, pulling ever so often.

without thinking, i bucked my hips up trying to get some friction as shawn groaned out in delight quite loudly making our eyes flicker to one another.

"fuck me, you're so hot." he muttered, his eyes scanning my body before tugging at the hem of the shirt, wanting it off. i obliged, lifting my arms so he could take it off himself.

it was barely removed before shawn attacked my neck with kisses, surely leaving many many marks. i moaned out as he found my sweet spot, completely melting into an oblivion with the occurrence taking place.

i caught him by enough surprise to flip myself over so i could straddle him now, getting straight the point by smashing my lips back onto his.

his hands roamed down to my butt, definitely taking advantage of the fact i was his.

but before anything else could be done, someone interrupted.

shawn groaned in annoyance, as i literally jumped off him to the point where i almost fell off the bed.

there stood johnson covering his eyes as he took long strides to the chair that had a jacket on it.

"don't mind me... ya know, just casually getting my jacket while you're fucking, it's whatever!" he said before snatching the jacket up and walking back out.

before he closed the door he yelled, "be safe young one's!"

and after the door was closed again, i glanced back to a very flustered shawn with bright red cheeks, hair messed up completely, and hickies everywhere on his neck.

"well so much for alone time," i slightly laughed, reaching for my shirt. shawn was quick to grab my hand and flip me over again so he was on top, before he leaned down, his breath tickling my neck causing shivers to run down my spine.

he whispered in a raspy voice that almost made me moan right then, "and who said we had to stop?"

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i don't know if i should say sorry or you're welcome.

who am i kidding i just murdered my hormones i gtg i'm so done

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