Shawn Mendes Imagines

Make Me A Daddy (Smut) (Cute)

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The first thing you notice when you wake from your slumber is the absence of your fiance in the bed. You let out a small yawn and rub your eyes. Once you open them, your heart almost stops. He's leaning against the window of your hotel, shirtless, looking deep in thought. Sitting up, you smile at him and admire the beautiful man he is, inside and out. He notices that you are awake after a few minutes. His eyes trail from your bare chest, slowly up until he focused on your eyes and smile. 

"Penny for your thoughts?" You ask. 

"Just thinking about the wedding." He smiles. "I only have to wait six more weeks until I get to call you my wife."

"I can't wait to be Mrs. Mendes." You said truthfully. "What time is it?"

"It's five-thirty."

"It's too early. Come back to bed. Our flight doesn't leave till four."

You didn't have to persuade him at all. He crawls back into his side of the bed and pulls you close. You sigh contently as you snuggle close to him and feel yourself drift off in his warm embrace. 

A few hours later, you were pulled from your snooze again. However, this time it wasn't his absence that woke you. Instead, it was his warm lips kissing every inch of your bare body. It started innocently. A few kisses on your forehead, followed by more kisses on your cheeks and lips. Then he moved down to your neck where he lingered a little longer. You stretch out and let a moan out, still not bothering opening your eyes. You just wanted to enjoy this feeling and this moment. More soft kisses are trailing down your chest and around your breasts. This was heaven.

He shifted a little lower and felt lips brush against your rib cage, tickling you slightly. Then suddenly you felt a sharp pain as he bit on the hip with a little aggression. 

"Ouch!" You squeal as you sit up and open your eyes. "What the hell was that for?" You try to hide the amusement in your voice but fail.

He looks up at you with a cheeky grin on his face. "Sorry love. We have to check out soon and I needed you to wake up."

"You couldn't have done that without the biting?"

"What can I say? You looked too delicious for me to resist." He says as he leaves a few more love bites on your hip. 

You huff as you lay back down. 

"Oh, don't be like that baby. I am going to make it up to you." He says as he starts kissing your hips, his tongue dangerously close to your clit. 

You groan in frustration and lift your hips up hoping he takes the hint you want him to hurry. However, he wasn't having any of it. Pushing your hips back down, he resumes his slow torture. 

"Shawn please." You beg after a few minutes. "No more teasing."

Just like that, his mouth went straight to your cunt. Licking, sucking, and biting every inch of your womanhood. 

"Fuck, don't stop." You pant. 

His tongue buried deeper inside of you as his thumb made slow circles on your clit. 

You grabbed onto his long, curly hair and started pulling. His subtle beard brushes your thighs leaving a burning sensation, which pushes you closer to your orgasm. 

His mouth hovers over your clit as he slides two fingers inside you slit. "You taste so fucking good." 

"Oh god Shawn, yes. Right fucking there. I am soo close." You scream as you pull his hair harder. 

"Give it to me. All over my face sweetheart, I wanna feel you drip all over me." He says as he moves his fingers faster.

Just like that, you felt yourself shatter. The waves of pleasure were washing over you as you came down from your high.

"I know we had an agreement baby." Shawn starts to say as he crawls up your body. "We're supposed to hold off on trying for a baby until the honeymoon." He spreads your legs open and rubs the tip of his cock over your soaked slit, teasing you again. "But you are so fucking irresistible. I want to fill you up right now. I want to fill you with every ounce of me until you're pregnant."

You grind into his dip and whimper. "Shawn are you sure?"

It's been two weeks since you stopped your birth control. You and Shawn wanted to try for kids right away once you were married. Both of you wanted a big family so you didn't want to wait to start trying.

"I want to see your pregnant so bad. You're going to look fucking gorgeous carrying my child Y/N." He says as he pushes an inch of his cock inside of you. "Trying six weeks early isn't a big deal right?"

"Mmmm then fuck me, Shawn. Knock me up. I want to make you a daddy."

"Fuck yes." He moans as he slams into you, thrusting at the perfect pace. "Going to fill you up so good babe. You're going to make me a daddy." He pulls your legs so they're resting on his shoulder.

Your eyes settle on his perfect chest as he thrusts into you. He was hitting your spot perfectly, it wouldn't be long until you were coming for him again, and he could tell.

"You close sweetheart? You going to squeeze my cock and milk every drop out?" The sounds of your skin slapping was getting louder by the thrust. "You going to feel my seed go deep in that womb of yours?"

"Yes! Yes! Fuck Yes!" You scream out as you start contracting around his cock.

"Fuck here it comes baby." He grunts as he busts inside of you. He growls as he holds your hips as tight as he could to him, making sure a single drop of his cum could not escape you. "Dammit Y/N you're so perfect." He lowers himself back onto you gently, keeping his softening cock inside of you.

Both of you were covered in sweat and panting from your primal lovemaking. His eyes met yours and he smiled as he leaned into kiss you again.

When he pulls back, you bury your hands into his luscious locks. "I love you, Shawn."

"I love you too." He smiles.

"So, we're really trying now?" You ask hoping it wasn't just in the heat of the moment and didn't change his mind.

"Yes, baby." He smiles. "I can't wait for you to be the mother of my children."

"I can't wait either." You laugh excitedly.

Reluctantly he pulled out of you and sat up. "Come on, let's go take a soak in the tub for a little while. We still have time for another round before we check out." He says as he pulls you off the bed.

You giggle and wrap your arms around him.

Six weeks later the two of you were married. Everything about your special day was perfect. You were officially Mrs. Mendes. You and your husband were sharing the last dance together at the wedding. He had unfortunately trimmed his hair for your special day. However, you didn't mind. He was just as handsome as ever.

He leans down and whispers in your ear. "Let's get out of here. I want to take you in the honeymoon suit and try to get you pregnant for real tonight." He half teases.

"Well, you don't have to try very hard babe."

He pauses and pulls back to look at you.

"Don't make a scene about it. I took a test when I woke up this morning. No one knows yet besides us." You whisper.

"You're serious?" He asks choked up.

You nod your head and wipe a tear away yourself. "You're going to be a daddy."

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