Shawn Mendes Imagines

What is a D?

Dirty but not smut.

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You wake up by the bright light of the sun through the window after an incredible night with Shawn.

There he is.

He's beautiful, masculine figure laying on your bed. Still sleeping, small snores leave his perfect lips.

You get up from the bed, holding back the urge to fall asleep into his arms. His protective, muscular arms.

Determined to cook for Shawn a great breakfast, you make your way to the kitchen.

You start preparing the pancakes mix and some eggs.

While these were cooking, you decided to prepare a fruit salad.

Shawn and you are fruit lovers, so why not?

You selected the fruits and started cutting them.

Not long after, you feel two hands being placed over your lower waist from behind.

You didn't have to look back to know that it was Shawn.

That smell.

That touch.

Is only his.

"It smells so good." He says while kissing your neck.

"I wanted to serve you breakfast in bed." You smile.

Shawn chuckles at your cuteness.

"My breakfast was already in bed."

Knowing him too damn well, you could bet he was smirking.

"Did you hide food in my bedroom without me knowing?" You play dumb.

Shawn rolls his eyes. "Sure, dummy."

"Can you hand me a banana, please?" You change topics.

Shawn breaks your embrace. "Here."

"Oh."

"What?" He asks confused.

"This is too big." You tease.

"Wanna know what else is big?" Shawn smirks.

"A watermelon?"

"No."

"Uhh... a refrigerator?"

"No." Shawn sighs irritated.

"Can you give me a clue?" You ask like a 6 years old asking for candy.

He licks his bottom lip."You were riding it last night."

"A horse?" Your facial expressions change. You act confused.

"No."

"What is it then? I don't get it." You shrug.

"My d..." Shawn motions you to complete the word.

"Your what? Your dimple? You don't have one."

"My dick, woman," Shawn says growing annoyed.

"What is that?" You frown.

"The best thing that has ever happened to you." Shawn points to his crotch.

"Ohh, you're talking about Lil' Franky!" You say amused.

"Lil' who the fuck?"

"Lil' Franky!" You repeat getting closer to him and slightly rubbing your thigh against his. "Yeah, I remember him. He was cute last night."

"What are you talking about? Don't call my dick like that." Shawn has a disgusted and offended expression planted on his face.

"Oh, come on that little thing? How could I not call it that way!"

"That's it." He says.

Without notice, Shawn picks you up as if you were weightless.

"I'm going to show you what 'Lil' Franky' can do."

"Tickle me?" You tease, holding back your giggles.

"No. Uncontrollably make you moan my name."

Shawn throws you to the bed and growls over you.

You had fun teasing him about having a small pennies when actually he's the biggest you've ever seen.

But there's just one thing more fun than molest him, and that is what's about to happen.

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Uff We got a little steamy on here
I let the rest for your imagination

Sorry if you hate Shawn's dick to have a name.
I sincerely don't care.
His name originally was other, but I thought it would be fun to name it like that since the Mendes Army already called it Frank in the past... old joke ik

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