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Shawn Mendes // His Favorite View

Shawn's seen a lot of different views in his life and most of them were extraordinary, but if he had to pick a favorite he'd have to say his current view from between your legs was high up there on the list.

He loves looking up at you like this. Loves seeing the rapid rise and fall of your chest as he plants soft kisses on your inner thighs or how you suck in your bottom lip when he gets closer to your heat.

Shawn's a patient man though, taking his time as he kisses up your thigh, sucking on the sensitive skin and leaving a trail of little red marks for you to discover later. His hands trail up your legs, squeezing and caressing as they find purchase on your hips, thumbs massaging into your pelvic bone. He knows your body like an author knows their book and in this case, Shawn's a poet with the way his lips are making you bloom like a flower.

You prop yourself up on your elbows, eyes on the mop of brown curls as he kisses your cunt. Lips so gentle and soft, you almost couldn't believe it was real. He presses a little harder with his lips as his tongue briefly swipes across your slit.

He's licking all around, placing open mouthed kisses on you as his hands massage the soft flesh of your thighs. He's everywhere except where you really wanted him to be.

"f**k-Shawn, please," he's a tease but you can't help but beg for more, squirming against his hands that were keeping your hips in place.

You can feel him hum against your p***y, face buried in between your legs as he runs a long line with his tongue flat against your core, flicking your c**t gently as he replies to you with his actions rather than words.

Gasping you grab at the sheets, bunching them up in your hands as his tongue works circles on your c**t. He's treating you right, knows you're a virgin so he always works hard to bring you to your climax this way, but you can't help but imagine how great Shawn would feel inside of you, filling you perfectly as he rocks his hips against yours.

He trails his hands down your stomach, wetting his fingers in his mouth before running a finger at your entrance, slowly pumping as he sucks on your pink swollen c**t.

"Shawn, s**t baby-" you arch your back, words cut off with a loud moan when he adds his ring finger in. He's pumping his fingers faster, curling them and pressing against your G-spot as your eyes are clenched shut and full of stars. You grind and buck against his face, tendrils of his name escaping your lips as his tongue laves at your swollen c**t, sucking it in between his rosy lips.

Shawn could feel his erection straining against his briefs, growing more and more with every moan and mewl you made. His control was slowly unraveling and he thinks it's completely your fault; your innocent muffled moans, soft fingers in his hair, curled toes on his back. He was already begging for release and you haven't even laid a finger on him but your pleasure was worth the pain.

You can feel the buildup of your orgasm as he licks and laps at your p***y, but you don't want it just yet. You want to share that moment with Shawn so you sit up, hands finding their way to his cheeks as his fingers slow down, head tilted towards you as his eyes stare curiously.

"I don't want to come yet," you smile, pulling him up towards you until his hips are lined up against yours as your hand trails down his chest. "I wanna do it."

"Do-do it?" he grunts as your legs wrap around his hips, fingers toying at the waistband of his briefs. "Like do it do it?"

You nod your head as he chews on his bottom lip and you can't stop smiling at how cute he looks with his cheeks flushed and eyes full of love.

"Are you sure?" he asks softly. "I only want to do it when you're 100% ready baby."

"I'm more than sure Shawn. I think you're more nervous than I am!"

He chuckles, hanging his head on your shoulder.

"I just want it to be a special experience for you. Rose petals and candles you know? You deserve all s**t that and more."

"I don't need any of that, all I want and need is you Shawn."

You tighten your legs around his hips, low moans escaping both your lips from the friction and pressure of each other. He bucks his hips reflexively as he stares at your face, eyes searching for something and lighting up once he finds it.

"What was that?"

"Just had to make sure," he said between kisses. "We're gonna go slow. You gotta let me know if anything hurts okay honey?"

You mumbled a quick mhm as his hands traveled down your body, massaging your breast as he rolled your hardening n****e in between his thumb and forefinger. You forgot your initial question as he placed open mouth kisses onto your jaw and neck, slowly moving downwards until your other n****e was enveloped into his warm mouth. It was hard to even think when his fingers and mouth were working your n*****s into hardened peaks, making you lose any semblance of consciousness. All you could do was bite your lip, muffling your moans into soft whimpers.

His hands left their post, one moving downwards while the other released your lip from it's prison.

"Don't hold back. I love when you're vocal," he said as you flushed under his gaze, curse words coming from your lips when his fingers ran across your slit, quickly getting drenched from your need for him.

You reached for his boxers, pulling them down until he was able to kick them off, c**k hitting his abdomen with a loud slap. He shut his eyes, mouth agape as your thumb ran across the slit, spreading the pearl of pre-c*m over his swollen head. You gripped his length, slowly pumping your hand, spreading the wetness as his fingers pumped in and out of you.

Your hand tightened around his c**k, gaining confidence as his breathing got faster and moans got louder against your neck. You kept one hand on the base, stroking upwards and increasing the pressure as you got closer to the head of his c**k. Shawn's grip on your hips tightened, leaving small crescent mark shaped indents in your skin as you kept repeating this motion.

"s**t-baby," he was panting, breaths hot and heavy as his hand held your wrist still. "You gotta f*****g stop. Jesus, I'm gonna come if you kept up with that. This is supposed to be about you." He grabs a condom, rolling it on while you giggle at him.

"I was pretty turned on hearing your little moans babe, this is for the both of us."

"I can't believe you're reassuring me right now," he groans as his lips find yours, tongue sliding in between your lips as it massages against your own.

Shawn settles in between your legs, rolling his hips against yours, wetness coating his c**k as you lock your legs around his hip.

"This'll feel uncomfortable at first," he kisses your forehead, slowly lowering himself into you. "You have to-f**k-gotta tell me if it hurts." He closes his eyes, hands gripping your shoulders as he keeps himself from thrusting too deep too quickly.

He has the tip of his c**k buried in you, going deeper with every slow rock of his hips. He pauses every few seconds, planting kisses all over your face as he asks if you're okay.

"Yeah, it's different but feels good," you run your hand through his soft sweaty curls, breathes quickening as he continues to thrust. "You okay?" you ask, moaning as the discomfort dissipates.

"Mhm," he thrusts fully into you this time as your eyes squeeze shut, body feeling completely full. "You're just so fuckin' tight. Feels so f*****g good baby."

He's moving in a slow, steady rhythm as his lips leave kisses on the shell of your ear, teeth gently pulling on your earlobe. His eyes are on yours, making sure you're alright as he wets his fingers in his mouth, circling your c**t between his middle and pointer finger soon after.

"Oh my f*****g god," you breathe out, walls clenching around his length as he gains speed. You had thought his fingers felt good inside, but his c**k, that was a different story. He filled you to the brim and as cliche as it sounds, he fit you perfectly like a puzzle piece. You start to move with him, hips rolling upwards as you meet him thrust for thrust.

"Can I lift your legs-change the angle," he barely finishes grunting out the words as you interrupt him with a whimpered confirmation. Words barely coherent as you try to tell him to do whatever he wants.

He lifts your legs over his shoulders before gently thrusting in again. Your back arches and eyes roll back as the change allows him to fit in deeper, bury himself in your p***y as he keeps hitting your sweet spot every time the head of his c**k goes in and out.

"f**k! f**k-Shawn-" you scream out his name like a prayer to the Gods when his calloused fingers rub your swollen c**t. He's bringing you to the edge as your hands grip on his shoulders for support, walls clenching and body shaking as you find your sweet release.

He speeds up and the sound of skin slapping on skin gets louder as he brings you through your orgasm, only slowing down once your breathing slows. He places little kisses on your forehead and eyelids as he lowers himself onto his elbows, hard length still partially in your heat.

"You good?" he asks between kisses, hands running gently through your sweaty hair.

"Yeah..." you let out a deep breath as your heart calms down. "Can't even f*****g describe how good that felt babe."

He rolls to the side, removing the condom as he pulls your back flush against his front, and you can't help but feel a little empty with the absence of his c**k in you.

"You didn't get to come though," you frown, turning your body around to face him.

He shakes his head at you, face looking purely angelic which was quite a juxtaposition from the devilish things he was doing to you moments before.

"Tonight was all about yo-" he chokes on his words as you run your finger on the underside of his c**k, watching it twitch against your hand.

Pushing him onto his back, you straddle his thick thighs as his c**k slaps against his belly, hard and ready for you.

"I think," you grip his c**k as his breath hitches, thumb pressing on the pulsing vein on the underside of his d**k, "Tonight is about the both of us right?"

He gasps, bucking his hips into your hand as strangled groan escapes his lips when you run your tongue across his wet slit.

"R-right," he's breathless, eyes locked on yours and hands tangled in your hair as your lips suck his c**k into your mouth. "-the both of us."