Shawn Mendes Imagines

Sweat (requested)

Shawn x Reader
Requested by: twilightindamaze
Idk maybe some sexual tension. :'D

"Thank you, guys! You were awesome!" I heard Shawn yell into the microphone before jogging off the stage and into the backstage area. "Damn." I shortly commented handing him a towel. "What?" "I've never seen someone sweat that much." "Yeah, I didn't even know I could sweat that much." He just chuckled taking a sip of his water. We were on the way to his room, Shawn still out of breath. "Anyways, you were awesome, as always." He opened the door to the room, waiting for me to enter before closing the door behind the both of us. "Kiss-ass." Shawn looked at me grinning mischievously. "Okay. Fine. I'm not gonna say anything anymore. Pah." Offended I turned away from him, crossing my arms in front of my chest. Suddenly I felt his arms trying to wrap around my waist but I backed away. "You, my sweaty mister, are not gonna touch me until you've taken a shower." "Okay. Fine." Sticking his tongue out at me he narrowed his eyes. "Well, I guess you're very exhausted. I'll leave you alone for a while so you can rest." "Nuh-huh, definitely not. You are gonna stay right in this room." Quickly he turned to me again, shutting the door that I had opened a little already. His hand was placed on the door right next to my head as I was leaning against it, surprised at his rapid movement. "And why is that?" I tugged an eyebrow at him. Slowly he placed his other hand next to the other side of my head on the surface of the door, capturing me in between his arms. "Because I'm not exhausted enough yet to go to sleep." "What?" I frowned in confusion. "You know, everytime I try to make a hot transition into our making out session you ruin it 'cause you don't understand it." "Oh I did. I just love messing with you." "Do you?" "By the way, that one was a bad transition and fuck yeah." I giggled. Shawn moved his face closer to mine, still keeping me in between his arms. "That's a bad word Y/N." Proving his point he shook his head. "So?" "I think," Suddenly his hands moved quickly from the door to my arms. He caressed them before pinning them above my head against the wall with one hand. I inhaled deeply. "I need to clean your mouth. All those dirty words, always coming out of there." "And who's fault is that?" I tilted my head backwards, leaning it against the wall but kept the eye contact with him. Shawn didn't answer. "Yours. So, you make the mess, you clean it up, Mendes." A smirk appeared on his face as I played along. His other hand landed under my shirt as he eagerly yet gently attached his lips to mine. A slight moan escaped my lips, echoing into his mouth. "What's with 'You're not gonna touch me'?" "Shut up." I giggled while his lips made their way to my neck. He let go of my arms and his hands wandered down to my butt and thighs. "Jump." He whispered in my ear, his breath striking my neck. I obeyed as he lifted me up. Instinctively I wrapped my legs around his waist. "You know, I didn't wanna admit it but I have to now." I croaked out breathlessly. "Sweating Shawn is turning me on." "I figured that already." He grinned at me carrying me over to the couch in the room. Cautiously he laid me down onto it before climbing on top of me. "You know, you're a little too confident in my opinion." I stated as Shawn placed moist kisses along my throat. "Yeah, Benito is coming through." He chuckled against my neck. Softly he sucked at it slightly, looking for my sweet spot. After he found it he smirked at me for a second. He began sucking and licking it, probably leaving a hickey. Moans escaped my mouth unintentionally. I tried to surpress them, causing them to become quieter. Just as Shawn's hand caressed my lower stomach the door suddenly flung open. Shawn stopped immediately, taking a look at the person that stood in the door. "Oh my god. I'm so sorry. I-" "Bro. Just close the door and go!" Shawn commanded, not seeming to be embarrassed. It was Brian that walked in on us. I sighed embarrassed still lying under Shawn. "It's okay. Don't worry. He'll forget about it soon." Smiling at him I kissed him softly. "Make out session is over?" Shawn asked pouting at me. "Yeah. Come on, Mendes." He climbed off of me and got up from the couch. I did the same before capturing his lips with mine once again.
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