I pushed Shawn away as he continued to kiss my neck.
"Piss off!" He chuckled but continued. "Shawn! Stop! It's 3 in the morning" he stopped and groaned.
I pulled the blanket over me a little more to protect me from the cold breeze from outside. Shawn wrapped his arm around me and pulled me closer as I snuggled into his chest.
"Isn't it weird, how we always taste our tongues." I mumbled and Shawn's chest vibrated as he let out a chuckle.
"Well then, why don't we taste each other's?" He winked.
"Are you horny? Or are you horny?" I giggled.
"Nope" he said popping the p. "Just smooth as fuck" I rolled my eyes and we continued to stare at the stars.
"You are" I said as I pressed my lips against his. His tongue traced the bottom of my lip and I slightly parted my lips to give him access. We made out a little before we both unwillingly pulled away.
"Thank you" he said seriously which was shortly followed up by a smirk.I giggled and rolled my eyes and he pulled me back into him.
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Shawn Mendes Imagines
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