shawn mendes imagines

wet dream

smut smut smut can i get an hallelujah ? !!

[ honestly down on me is the best song for this i don't care how much of a throwback it is lmao ]

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i was all snuggled up to shawn, the dark room and moonlit sky illuminating the room only a bit. my head rested on his bare chest, his steady breath a lullaby. well, up until his heartbeat turned erratic, waking me from my slumber.

i looked up at him, seeing his mouth slightly agape as his eyebrows furrowed together. a quiet sigh left his mouth, almost inaudible, his eyes still very much closed and asleep. i didn't think much of it as i rolled my eyes and got comfortable again. until his arm around my waist tightened, his large hand gripping at my hipbone for dear life. i was beyond confused, up until a ragged moan and a cry of my name escaped his lips.

being the curious one i was, my hand drifted under the covers, towards the only thing that would explain what i thought was going on.  my theory proved to be correct as i barely brushed against the bulge in his sweatpants, an inhumane groan eliciting from the back of his throat, causing my eyes to go wide.

a smirk covered my face as i slightly palmed him, just to see his reaction.

"shit..." he mumbled incoherently in his sleep, gripping onto the bedsheets.

i was surprised he hadn't woken up yet, so, like i said, curiosity usually gets the best of me. my hand moved to the waistband of his sweats, heavy breaths continuously spilling from shawn's lips. right as my hand started pumping, starting my torture, breathy cries came from him, his eyebrows furrowed together. it didn't take long for him to wake up, his dark and filled with lust.

his eyes met mine as i tried holding back my smirk, "wet dream huh?"

his eyes rolled back and he threw his head back at my words, a low groan escaping his lips, "i-it was so-o hot you don't even g-get it," he moaned in a low voice, struggling to form coherent words.

my movement stopped completely causing his eyes to snap back and locking with mine, "tell me about it." i slyly grinned, making him become frustrated.

"w-what do you mean," he whimpered as my grasp around his length tightened.

"i said: tell me about it. what was happening, huh? did i strip for you? did i tease you? don't be shy darling, you were the one having the dream."

his eyes widened at my words, his moans and whimpers only making me more turned on.

"your l-lips, fuck, your lips were wrapped around... oh my god," he couldn't finish his sentence as my hand started moving again, leaving him dazed in euphoria.

i leaned down so my lips barely touched his neck, lightly kissing the skin leaving shawn shivering and moaning under my touch, "ya know, vulnerability is pretty hot."

his eyes snapped in my direction, trying to stand his ground as we both knew he was normally dominant, before he shut up real quick as my hand went faster than before, causing his eyes to flutter closed again, "make my dream come true?" he spoked through gritted teeth, extremely close to the edge.

i smirked, pleased with the position of dominance, "your wish is my command, baby boy."

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lowkey just murdered my hormones ??

highkey need a shawn mendes in my bed rn ??

i gotta zayn so hard