Shawn Mendes Smut

Wet Dreams

(7:15:20) hope you enjoy!! And comment some suggestions of what you want to read.
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You yelled and whimpered as your head was pushed down against the mattress, your clit being continuously abused. You hadn't had sex in a long time, you needed this, craved this.

Suddenly, you were flipped over, being slammed into at a great force. The faceless figure put a hand around your throat, god you loved being choked; something about the submission, the trust in the other person and the lack of oxygen making you lightheaded really got you going.

You felt your orgasm fast approaching, you moaned and yelped as the mans deep voice groaned into your ear. You felt it, your climax was about to rip through you, just one more thrust and you would-- Everything stopped.

Your eyes shot open, confused and frustrated about the dream that had come back to you again. You blinked to try and capture your current situation. You had an obvious hitch in your breathing, desperate to be touched, one hand gripping the headboard of your bed and the other wrapped around your throat.

You groaned, annoyed, removing your hands from their awkward positions as you looked over to see the time. 3:00 am but then you saw it. Saw him. In the bed next to you was Shawn, wide awake and wide eyed, clearly shell shocked. You completely forgot your best friend stayed the night. Then it dawned on you that in your sleep you was probably yelling, writhing around as your cheeks began to heat up.

Shawn probably thought you were having a nightmare. Damn your animalistic kinks. "Shit Shawn, I um-," you gasped when your eyes trailed down Shawn's body, seeing he had a hand stuck in the depths of his boxers. He seemed to snap back into reality as he quickly removed his hand from his pants, but you could even see the spots of pre-cum on his hand, reflecting the moonlight beaming through the window.

Wordlessly, Shawn sat up and hesitantly turned toward you on the bed. What he did next reallly took you by surprise. Shawn looked down at you breathing deeply. You whined as he set his hand on your cheek.

"I don't know if you're aware but- you were saying my name, Y/N." He wore a half smirk, half shy smile. Your eyes instantly widened and your heart felt like it skipped a beat looking down to see the obvious boner he had. Were you really been the reason for that? "I- I was?!"

Shawn giggled innocently, a complete contrast to his actions and the general situation. "Yeah. It was hot." He remarked, before pulling you onto his lap, slowly grinding. You groaned in unison and Shawn hesitantly moved his face closer to yours.

He stared lustfully into your eyes, and seeing the hooded lids and dilated pupils staring right back at him, you felt the confidence to kiss him. You both got lost in the kiss, whimpering and groaning on each other's lips as both of your clothes were stripped. It had been at least 10 minutes worth of a heated make out/grinding session, both were impatient. "Please Shawn, please fuck me, I need you so bad." Before Shawn could respond you positioned yourself so the head of his cock rested on your lips.

You sunk your head down on Shawn's dick. He moaned loudly. "God, you really are something," he laughed out of breath. You hummed in reply. Shawn suddenly found himself unable of holding back and began to thrust into your mouth, and you began to choke and cough. "Shit, sorry." "It's fine, I thought it was kinda hot...seeing you lose control and stuff. I've always wanted to see you like that." You smirked.

"You've thought about this before?" he asked.

"I mean clearly I do if I was dreaming about you." You both chuckled airily and half heartedly, before you rose up, to line yourself up and sink down onto his member.

You left yourself time to adjust to Shawns hefty size, him leaving a hickey on your neck to distract you. He sat back to look at his handiwork, stroking it softly as he evaluated it.

"Mm you won't be too happy about this." You hummed in response not feeling particularly able to respond properly as the pain of the stretch sent your mind into a whirlwind of lust.

You pushed yourself up before letting gravity do the work, slamming back down onto Shawn's length, his hands gripping your waist. Your moans got louder as your speed increased and as Shawn began to thrust right up into your pussy. Shawn snakes his hand between the two of you and began to softly stroke your bundle of nerves. You felt your climax fast approaching as Shawn flipped you both over.

"Shit Shawn! Oh god! More! Please- ah- more!"

In the back of his mind, he thought back to watching you.

He desired so strongly stirring in your sleep and moaning his name. He remembered how aroused he became when you wrapped a hand round your own throat, noticing the way your volume and breathing rate increased.

That memory pushed to the front of his mind, as he wrapped a hand firmly around your neck. You instantly began screaming, slightly cut off from the pressure. "Mm you like daddy to choke you, don't you babygirl." You nodded frantically, your hands fisting the sheets as Shawn used his other hand to tease your clit.

"Fu- ck! Shawn!"

"That's right baby, scream my name." You dragged your nails down his back.

"Fuck- oh my god! I fucking love you Shawn!" you yelled, uncontrolled as you came all over yourself and Shawn's hand, still moaning even after your high died down.

You clenched hard around Shawn, oversensitive, causing him to groan as he followed you in reaching his climax. "God- I- I love you too..." Unlike you, Shawn admitted it with full control of what he was saying, he knew how he felt and he knew he felt that way for a long time; the feeling that tortured him in all his years of knowing you.

You came down from your highs more or less in silence. There came the sounds of panting, and light whimpers from overstimulation.

Shawn pulled out finally and flopped down on the bed next to you, and instantly placed pulled you into his chest, trying to process what just happened, what you'd admitted to one another as your lust and pleasure had clouded and overtaken all rational thoughts.

"Do you really?"

"What?"

"Love me. Do you really love me, Y/N? Did you actually mean it?"

You turned to face him, placing a chaste kiss to his lips. "Only if you meant it too." You grinned.

"Of course I did," He answered without hesistation. You grinned as you curled up into Shawn's chest. "I love you too, Shawn."