Shawn Mendes Imagines

Photoshoot (Smut) (ShawnxReaderxConnor)

THESE IMAGINES ARE NOT MINE!!! I JUST EDITED THEM A LITTLE!!

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"Say cheese," Shawn whispers in my ear as Connor clicks the shutter of his camera. I giggle, my palms against his chest and his arms wrapped around me.

We were sprawled on our bed and pillows were strewn every which way. When Conner offered to take cute couples pictures for us, we couldn't say no. There weren't many cute, high-quality pictures of Shawn and I, so I jumped at the chance to have an Instagram worthy picture of us.

"That one was cute, guys," Connor says, looking down at us on the bed. He snaps a few more candid pictures of us kissing, cuddling, talking - the whole nine yards. Connor goes to his computer and plugs in the camera. The pictures we had just taken slowly popping up on the screen.

"I'm gonna go grab a drink and we can take more if you want." As soon as Connor leaves us Shawn pounces on me.

"I thought he'd never leave," Shawn mumbles in-between tiny kisses to my jaw. He pulls me close to him and gives me a long, sloppy kiss.

I playfully push him away. "Babe, Connor's in the other room! Cool your jets."

"My jets can't be cooled, but okay," Shawn says crossing his arms. He reaches to the bedside table and picks up his camera. He points the lens at me and quickly snaps a picture of me.

"Hey!" I say, attempting to grab the camera from him. "What was that for?"

"You just look gorgeous right now and I need some pictures that are just for me," Shawn smirks and takes another photo of me. "For when I'm away and lonely on tour. It's really hard, Y/N."

Shawn pouts and snaps a few more pictures of me sitting on the bed rolling my eyes at him.

"These are really realistic. Now I'll have pictures of you rolling your eyes at me when I do something stupid." Shawn sets the camera down on the bed beside me and kisses me gently. "What's really hard is being without your body for months on end. It would be really nice to have some pictures of you to keep me company."

"Shut up," I say, pushing him off me. "Connor is here right now. Can't you wait a few hours?"

He winks and gives me a little smirk. "Come on, I'll be quick." His hands find their way under my oversized sweater and pull it up slightly. His hands-on my body make me shiver and I can't help but push myself into his hands.

"A few quick pictures should be okay," I whisper as he kisses my neck softly.

"That's my girl." Shawn smiles at me, showing off his white teeth and I melt. He makes haste pulling off my sweater, leaving me in my lacy bralette.

I hear a click from behind me and I whip around. Connor is standing in the doorway, his camera pointed at me and Shawn. I cover my chest quickly and gasp. "Connor!"

Shawn stands up and ruffles my hair softly, unconcerned with the whole situation. He turns to Connor and says, "thought you chickened out on me."

"Nah, man. I couldn't pass up an opportunity like this." They slap hands and chuckle to each other.

I quickly realize this was an organized event. "What the fuck are you guys talking about?"

Shawn sits on the bed and rubs my bare back soothingly. "How would you feel about Connor taking pictures of us fucking?"

Wow, get straight to the point, Mendes.

"Um, won't that be kind of weird?" I ask, shying away from Shawn's touch. I look up and meet Connor's eyes, flicking between his and Shawn's.