- this one is kinda short but i hope you all enjoy xx feel free to leave a request of a specific scene you'd like as well

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Her black thigh high boots were something to behold, complimenting the physique of her thighs. Her skin looked soft, with the hint of a gentle bronze. Although her eyes, they were so incredibly distracting. Gorgeous as hell she was.

"As soft as the stars." Shawn whispered under his breath.

"You just can't stop staring can you, Mendes." Bree stated, running her hand through her hair.

Shawn's eyes ran from her slender ankles, all the way up to her thighs. He lingered his gaze at the hem of her short skirt, awaiting for what was to come next.

"Bree." The words fell from his mouth, his face in complete awe.

"Shawn." Fragments of desperation heard in her gentle voice.

Her walk, slow and steady making her way to Shawn. Her green eyes kept to his, increasing the chemistry they already had between them. The unique sound from her boots echoed off the hotel walls, intensifying the passion between them. Shawn swallowed hard at the sight of such a gorgeous girl, only an arm length away from where he was standing.

"I need help, Shawn." Bree spoke, her tone changing slightly.

"With what?" Shawn replied in confusion.

"With taking them off." Her voice hinting a seductive intention, as her eyes glanced down at her boots.

The outline of her feminine figure was simply striking, the warm light from the bedside lamp created a silhouette image of her. The comparison of the black and white brought out every inch of her body. Before another thought could pass Shawn's mind a loud knock from the hotel door was heard, startling them both and awakening both of them by the slightest. They turned to each other, examining each other's reactions. Bree motioned her gaze toward the hotel door.

"Guess they didn't see the 'do not disturb' sign." She remarked, pleased with her personal insight.

"Clearly." Shawn responded, nervous for what was to come next.

Shawn was battling between lust and love. She was extremely gorgeous, her black curls hung loosely above her shoulders as well as the diamond earrings she wore, shining under the soft light.

"We don't have to answer if we don't want to." Bree suggested, minimising the distance between themselves.

Time stood still. Only the feeling remained, rushing through each others veins. Oh how Bree craved Shawn and how Shawn craved her, the feeling was completely mutual.

They didn't care about the world around them, the only thing they cared about was what they were. And they were something special, with no hesitation their lips crashed on one another's, tasting each other's sweetness. Shawn traced his tongue over her bottom lip, motioning his affection.

Her scented lip gloss filled Shawn's senses, enlightening him. A small smirk appeared on his face, breaking the kiss between them.

"You're a cheeky boy." She whispered.

"Tell me about it." He replied, his smirk forming into a large smile.