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messagefromtheveins · 5 years

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Remember When (Part 2)

A/N: This took forever, I know. I’m sorry.

Words: 2.6k

Pairing: Cez/Reader

Warning: Smut (kinda)

The sleeves of his white button down shirt were neatly rolled up to his elbows, his blue eyes soft and full of love as he gave you a warm smile. Stepping closer to you in the small elevator, he gently placed his hands on your waist and tilted his head down to rest his forehead against yours. "Thought I'd never get you to myself," he murmured, his voice a deep rumble in his chest. The reception of your wedding had dragged on for hours- in a positive way though- and you looked so forward to finally taking your shoes off.

"Ah, don't be too optimistic," you grinned and shook your head, "we're not in our room yet. You don't know what the pranksters might have in store."

He didn't get the chance to respond as the doors opened, the two of you stepping out of the elevator and towards your honeymoon suite. Cez was quick to unlock the door, the soft kiss you left on his upper arm making his heart flutter. Shoving a foot in front of the door so it wouldn't close again, he turned to you with a big smile. "We're going to do this the right way."

You squeaked in surprise as he swept you off the floor in a quick movement, arms securely underneath you as he carefully stepped into the room, making sure that he wasn't knocking any part of your body against the doorway. He was rather clumsy as he tried to flip the light switch with his elbow and you giggled about it, but once the light turned on you forgot about it in a heartbeat.

Instead of the lights turning on like you had expected the room was only lit up by tiny little fairy lights that were strung all along the walls, giving the room a romantic and soft atmosphere. "Wow," you breathed, barely registering how he carefully lowered you to the ground again while you took in the room. "This is beautiful," you whispered and turned to him, his eyes full of amazement. "I expected the cliché rose petals leading from the door to the bed, but this is so much better."

"Do you think the guys did that?" he wondered.

"No clue," you mumbled and stepped further into the room, taking your shoes off before you opened the big double doors leading out to the balcony. The sound of the waves crashing against the shore reached your ears and make you feel at ease instantly, which only got stronger as he wrapped his arms around you from behind. "Brian did give me a really obnoxious wink when we left, but I reckon that had more to do with the fact that he thinks we're fucking now."

He chuckled softly and placed a kiss on the side of your neck. Turning your head around, you found his lips in a tender kiss before you stepped out of his embrace. "Everything okay?" he murmured.

"Yeah. I just really needed to get out of these shoes and I have to pee like crazy," you responded, a loud laugh leaving his lips that made you grin before you disappeared into the bathroom.

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Dressed in a fluffy white bathrobe, you were relaxed back against the headboard of the big king sized bed, face free of any makeup- exactly how Cez liked seeing you the most. A loving smile was playing on his lips as he took in how utterly relaxed you were, your toes lightly curling every now and then as he gave you the best foot massage you had ever received. He hadn't bothered to get changed yet, too fixated on making you feel good first.

"Are you still with me?" he asked quietly, a soft smile spreading over your lips and your eyes opening to catch his blue ones looking at you.

"Barely," you sighed and stretched, giggling as he placed a kiss on your ankle. "Can you believe that we're actually married?" you whispered, his thumbs digging into the sore heels of your feet before he placed a few more kisses up over the inside of your leg.

"It still feels like a dream," he whispered and left a lingering kiss below your knee while he placed your feet back down on the bed before he crawled up to lay down on his side next to you. "Are you happy?" he asked, his hand finding yours- fingertips immediately seeking out the engagement and wedding ring that hugged your finger.

"You can't imagine how happy I am," you responded and gave him a soft smile as his eyes found yours. Closing the gap between you, he captured your lips in a tender kiss and laced his fingers through yours, smiling against your lips as you lightly squeezed his hand. "I love you," you whispered between kisses, his free hand cupping your cheek.

"I love you so much, darling," he murmured before he deepened the kiss, his teeth tugging on your lip and tongue teasing yours.

His hand slowly untangled from yours and instead traced down your side, goosebumps spreading over your skin as his fingers found your bare thighs. He simply caressed your skin while he kept kissing you, fingertips lightly tracing back and forth before he slowly moved them higher up, past the edge of the bathrobe. Grinning, you broke the kiss and looked at him with amused eyes, his blue ones full of wonder and adoration as you moved to straddle his lap.

"You are so beautiful," he sighed, barely paying attention to your hands that slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

Your giggle made his heart swell with pure love. "Really? You tell me that now? When I'm out of my wedding dress?" you teased, a smirk spreading over his lips as he sat up.

"Don't even pretend like I haven't told you how beautiful you are at least four times during the ceremony," he murmured and gripped your hips in strong hands, his head dipping to your neck where he left little pecks that were enough for you to crave for more.

"I'm sure it was more than that," you mumbled under your breath, your head tilting back to give him more access. He smiled against your skin and slid a hand around to rest on your lower back, the other still curled around your hip. Your hands buried into his thick hair, a shaky breath falling from your lips as he kissed the sensitive spot on your neck, simply breathing against your skin for a moment and making you squirm a bit before he lightly sucked on the spot.

Bringing your hands down again, you tugged the hem of his shirt with out of his pants before you opened the last two buttons. He quickly wrestled his way out of the sleeves and tossed it aside, a low hum rumbling in his chest as your hands immediately went to explore his back. Slowly pulling back, he affectionately rubbed the tip of his nose against yours and received a quiet giggle from you. "Mrs. Darke," he murmured with an almost dreamy sigh, another giggle from you following. "What does it feel like?"

You caressed his chest with tender hands as he slowly tugged on the belt of the bathrobe, loosening the knot and not taking his eyes off yours as it fell open a bit. "So badass," you responded, a chuckle falling from his lips.

"I feel like you only married me because of my last name," he grinned, his hands sneaking below the robe to curl around your waist.

"Shhhh," you leaned in and placed gentle kisses over his neck and shoulders, feeling the way his grip on you tightened, "no one needs to know about that."

Dipping his head down, he playfully bit your shoulder and got a soft shriek from you. It was only when his gaze caught your torso that his playful mood shifted to something rather raw, his hands slowly pushing the bathrobe off your shoulders and leaving it on the bed behind you as he took you in. White lace hugged your chest and hips, the fabric so thin and delicate that he wondered how easy it might be to just rip it off your body. "Darling..." he breathed, his forehead resting against your shoulder and eyes watching his fingers as they traced over your bra, your nipples pushing against the fabric.

"Do you like it?" you whispered, shivering a bit as he left one hand on your chest while the other drifted down, toying with the lace around your hips.

"You look absolutely breathtaking," he murmured and tilted his head further down, his lips wrapping around your nipple through the fabric. You gasped softly, his fingers teasing your other breast as your chest arched towards him. Your hands tangled into his hair and you whispered his name, his hands moving to your back where he was quick to unclasp your strapless bra before his mouth was all over your chest.

His hands were spread out over your back like he needed to hold you in place, like you weren't pushing into his touches in silent pleas for more. He had always known how to drive you insane with simple kisses and while you sometimes hated him for that- like when you were in a restaurant with the whole crew or even that one time when he had started teasing you at the beginning of a nine hour long flight- you also loved him for it, especially during intimate moments like these.

His arms tightly wrapped around you and held you pressed up against him as he turned you over, almost carefully laying you down and hovering over you before his lips found yours again. Your hands raised to cup around his face, letting him kiss you so tenderly while his hands traced over every inch of exposed skin he could find. It was like he got to feel you like this for the first time- like he hadn't spent countless hours tangled in the sheets with you exploring your body and finding so many sensitive spots you hadn't even known existed.

Brushing your thumbs over his scruffy cheeks, you slowly moved your hands down his body. Feeling him above you like this was something you were sure you'd never get tired of, the way his firm chest and stomach felt under your gentle hands. The way his muscles tensed as you tugged on his belt, slowly unbuckling it and grinning as he pulled away from your lips. Sitting up on his knees, he looked down on you with hungry and yet loving eyes- like he just wanted to spend all night long loving you. The thought made you shiver in excitement.

Though, you frowned just a moment later as he pushed your knees apart and leaned down, tongue licking over his bottom lip as he had his gaze trained on your core. Usually the sight had you moaning and begging before he even got his mouth anywhere near you, but right now you really needed him to get rid of those pants.

His confused eyes met yours as you angled a knee up and pressed your foot against his chest, pushing him back. You could almost see the disappointment in those blue eyes. "What-?"

"Pants," was all you said, a breathy chuckle falling from his lips. You bit your bottom lip as you watched how his fingers skillfully unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, one of his hands grasping your ankle and lifting your foot from his chest to place a soft kiss on your shin before he climbed off the bed. A grin played on your lips as he pulled both his pants and boxer briefs off in a smooth movement, your gaze greedily trailing down his body. He was so ready for you.

Your eyes went up again as he lifted a hand and crooked a finger at you, his gaze briefly shifting down to your panties before he looked into your eyes again and raised an expectant eyebrow. You giggled and peeled the piece of clothing down your legs, tossing it at him and watching how it hit his chest before it fell to the ground. He grinned and shook his head before he crawled on the bed, his body covering yours and his mouth attacking your neck in playful nips and kisses. Your laughter filled the hotel suite and your body squirmed beneath his, but he had you trapped.

It took several long seconds before he stopped, pushing his body up on his lower arms and looking at you with affectionate eyes. "I'm the luckiest man alive," he murmured and tucked your hair behind your ear, seeing the blush that spread over your cheeks. His hand gently cupped around your jaw and the side of your neck as he leaned down to place a few kisses over your forehead, your eyes falling shut. It continued with his lips sponging chaste kisses down your temples and cheeks, one of your hands placing on his chest over his steadily beating heart while the other curled around the back of his neck. He finished by finding your lips in the undoubtedly softest kiss you had ever received, tears burning behind your closed eyelids as reality finally came crashing down on you.

Absolute worry immediately filled his features as he pulled back and noticed the tears in your eyes, his blue ones frantically shifting back and forth. "What? What's wrong?" he wanted to know, his thumb lightly caressing your jaw as you shook your head.

"I just realized that you're my husband now," you explained, the frown on his face not disappearing, "like, we're actually married."

"Is that… a good thing?" he asked a bit hesitantly. "Are those happy tears?"

"God, yes," you chuckled softly. "I'm just so thankful to have you in my life. For the rest of my life," you explained and received a smile from him, but you could see that he was also getting emotional. "And I'm crying when we're about to have sex. Classic," you giggled and shook your head, your eyelids falling closed as he placed tender kisses below your eyes, like he wanted to kiss the tears away- that thankfully hadn't fallen yet.

Cradling your head in his hands, he nuzzled his face into your hair and inhaled deeply. "I love you, darling," he whispered, your hand lightly massaging the back of his neck.

"I love you, Cez," you breathed, "I love you so much."

When you finally did have sex- after a few more proclamations of love and emotional moments- it was the definition of making love. He worshipped every inch of your body and made you feel more beautiful than you had ever felt before. The fairy lights all around the room only made the romantic feeling even more intense.

Laying in his arms afterwards, you were absolutely content. The feeling of his chest steadily rising and falling below your head, the feeling of his hand combing through your hair over and over and sometimes drifting down to caress your back. The sound of his steady heartbeat below your ear, the sound of the ocean outside. The way he reached for your hand that rested on his torso with his free one, the way his fingers fit so perfectly between yours.

You knew that it couldn't ever get better than this.

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messagefromtheveins · 5 years

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Remember When

A/N: He really inspired me with those pics the other day. This will most probably have a second part!

Words: 1.4k

Pairing: Cez/Reader

Going on a hike in the middle of Colorado hadn't sounded like a great idea when you had woken up really early that morning- at least not for you. You wanted to sleep in, possibly even stay in bed all day long- so getting up at the crack of dawn had left you quite grumpy. But Cez had been so excited about it, so you had swallowed down all complaints and simply put on some comfortable clothes and had tried not to show that you were still quite exhausted.

But once you had actually walked through nature for a while your mood had gotten immensely better. It was such a nice change to the last few weeks of having been cramped in a tour bus or some backstage room- which was how most of your days had been like since you had joined Cez on tour. And seeing him in his element- taking photos of beautiful things you wouldn't have even noticed without him- made everything even better.

"Cez?"

He was walking two steps ahead of you, but quickly turned around when your voice reached him. "Yes? Everything okay?"

"Yeah," you smiled and nodded, "can we just take a quick break?"

Reaching his hand out to you, he patiently waited until you placed your palm in his. "See where the trees clear up over there?" he asked and pointed a little ahead of you, receiving a nod from you, "I think we might have a really great view there. Are you okay to keep going until we're there or do you want to take a break here?"

"Let's continue," you responded and gave his hand a quick squeeze.

He was right- the view was absolutely stunning and it was the perfect spot to sit down and relax for a moment. You took in the incredible view while he dug around in the backpack he had packed this morning- having refused to let you carry anything- before he handed you a bottle of water that you took with a grateful smile.

Comfortable silence settled between you while you listened to the sounds of nature around you, both of you lost in your own thoughts. Your head lifted as he gently pushed his thigh against yours after several minutes had passed. "Are you still mad at me?" he asked, your eyes immediately widening.

"What? I was never mad at you," you exclaimed.

A smile spread over his lips as he snuck his arm around you, gentle hand placing on your hip. "Okay, maybe not mad. But you were in quite the mood this morning," he explained, leaning over to place a kiss on your cheek as you released a soft sigh.

"I was just tired," you mumbled and shrugged a little, "I guess I just wanted to stay in bed a little longer." Looking up, you met his loving gaze, the smile that played on his features making your chest fill with warmth. "You know how I am. But I have to admit that this was actually a really good idea, despite the rude early morning wakeup call."

"Sorry," he chuckled and moved his arm up to wrap it around your shoulders as you leaned against his side. A few more minutes passed as you sat in silence, his hand slowly rubbing up and down your arm. "Remember when we met in that bar all those years ago?" he suddenly asked, your head lifting to look at him with a soft smile playing on your lips. "I still remember the moment I first caught sight of you, sitting halfway across the bar with one of your friends. You looked so gorgeous and breathtaking and I knew that I had to talk to you," he told you, brushing some of your hair back and tucking it behind your ear, "even though I was so sure that you would turn me down."

"Why did you think I'd turn you down?" you asked slightly confused.

"'cause you're so far out of my league," he said quietly, followed by a chuckle as you raised your eyebrows in surprise, "and yet, four and a half years later you're still here, with me. Keeping up with my crazy schedule and sometimes even joining me and being a part of it."

Placing your hand on his thigh, you gave him a wide smile. "You know I love you, right?" you reminded him in a quiet voice.

He nodded and placed his hand on top of yours. "I love you, too," he whispered and met you in the middle as you leaned in for a kiss. His hand raised to gently cup around the side of your face, making the kiss last longer than you had intended, but you were far from complaining- you could sit here for a few more hours just kissing and talking about the past few years.

"What's up with this trip down memory lane then?" you whispered as he slowly pulled away again, playfully rubbing the tip of his nose against yours before he leaned back.

Getting up, he offered his hand to you and helped you up from the ground. "Just wanted to remind you of the good old days," he smiled and gave you another quick peck before he turned to his backpack again.

You figured this was the cue that you would keep going now, turning back to the breathtaking view one last time and doing some quick stretching exercises before you turned to look at him again. "Ready to go?"

Completely ignoring your question, he stepped closer to you and took your hand into his. "Remember when you moved in with me last year?" he asked, receiving a slightly confused nod, "I thought I was the happiest guy on earth. But lately I've realized that there's something that would make me even happier."

"Oh?"

He gave your hand a gentle squeeze and you only then realized that he looked nervous. But before you could start worrying he took you by complete surprise as he got down on one knee in front of you, your free hand covering your mouth and muffling the gasp that left your lips. "Cez..." you breathed, your hand lowering to your chest as you felt tears burning in your eyes already.

He smiled softly and almost calmingly rubbed his thumb over your knuckles in slow circles, though you could feel that his hand trembled a bit. "Honestly, before I met you I had kinda given up on love. I had accepted the fact that my lifestyle is just way too hectic and messy and that no one could ever keep up with that. But then you came around and changed everything. You showed me that everything is possible, if you just put enough effort and dedication into it. It didn't take me long to realize that I don't ever want to spend another day without you. So..." he took a deep breath before he quietly said your name, raising his free hand that held a beautiful diamond ring. "Will you do me the honor of becoming my beautiful wife?"

You were absolutely baffled, for a moment wondering who this person in front of you was- your Cez, who was usually able to stay calm and collected and keep a clear head in the most stressful situations, kneeling in front of you looking more nervous than you had ever seen him before. He was good at masking it, but you could see right past it. It made you feel weirdly good, the fact that you still had this kind of effect on him was something you hadn't expected.

"Yes, yes! Absolutely, yes," you nodded your head quickly, seeing the relief that filled his features. He chuckled as you tugged on his hand, pulling him up and tightly biting your trembling bottom lip as he carefully pushed the ring on your finger. Throwing yourself into his arms, you clung to his neck while he tightly wrapped his arms around your waist, his cheek pushing against the side of your head.

It took several long seconds before he slowly pulled back again, a slightly breathless laugh leaving his lips as he noticed how wet your cheeks were- not even trying to hide the fact that his eyes were also a bit teary.

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messagefromtheveins · 5 years

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What Happened In Spain (DLS Special)

A/N: I wish I could say that I properly proof read this, but it would be a lie. So, I’m sorry for any mistakes in there, but my head is throbbing and I can’t concentrate on words right now.

Words: 4.4k

Pairing: Cez/Reader

Warning: Smut

"There's a cool bar a little down the street," Cez said and looked up from his phone, meeting mostly exhausted faces. To be fair, it had been a long day of promo and rehearsals and the fact that it was just unbearably hot in Spain at the moment didn't make it any better.

"I'm down," you immediately agreed and received a wide grin from Cez.

"Sorry, man. I just want to shower and go to bed."

"Yeah, same."

"Another day?"

It was very quickly clear that no one else wanted to come along, which wasn't that much of a problem. Cez was relatively new on the team and you hadn't really gotten to know him yet, so you figured this might be the perfect chance for it. "I'll just go up and freshen up a bit," you told him as you reached the hotel, all of you piling out of the van and steering straight for the doors to the lobby.

"Of course. Meet you in the lobby in like 5-10 minutes?" he suggested.

"Perfect."

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It had started with you leaning in closer as the music in the bar was turned up a bit more. Maybe it had already started with his hand on your lower back earlier that night as he had let you walk into the bar first, holding the door open for you like the gentleman he was. But once the two of you had to huddle a little closer to keep your conversation up it was like you were slowly starting to really click- almost like a barrier broke down between you.

It continued with your hand on his biceps as you told him the story of how you had become Shawn's PA. He didn't think much of it, knowing that it didn't have to mean anything, even though the gentle weight of your hand on his skin was weirdly exciting. So he started to return the touches, making sure it stayed casual. His hand on your elbow. Your hand on his shoulder. His hand on your forearm. Your hand on his forearm. It never crossed the line of casual and friendly touches.

Until your hand landed on his thigh.

His gaze immediately dropped, wondering if you noticed him staring and just ignored it or if you were oblivious to it. He tuned you out for a second, missing a small part of the story you were telling him before he looked up again. He really didn't know what he had expected, but it wasn't the confident eyes and slightly shy smile that met him- and the fact that it was such a turn on for him.

He didn't react immediately, instead waited if you would change your mind and pull your hand back again, but you didn't- if anything, your hand slid up half an inch as his fingers lightly touched the outside of your bare thigh.

It turned almost into a little game of who would make the next move. His thumb starting to slowly caress back and forth over your skin. Your body twisting on the barstool so you sat facing him, his body immediately following. Both of his hands placing on your thighs in a light touch.

And before he fully realized what had happened- and how much time had passed- you were closer than ever before, your crossed legs snugly fitted between his spread thighs, your knees almost touching his crotch. Your drinks were long forgotten, hands too busy to even think about detaching from the others body.

Even to an outsider it was clear that something was going on between you. The realization made his heart skip a beat and his jeans got a bit tighter at the front, by now unable to keep his eyes and hands off you. All he could concentrate on was you and that he desperately wanted to take back to his room for the night.

He knew it was a bold move. He knew that it could ruin everything between you. He knew it could make everything awkward for the rest of your time working together- which could be years. But he also felt so confident about it, the little signs you had given him all night long had become more and more obvious the more time had passed between you.

So, in a moment of absolute confidence, he leaned over to you, his lips brushing your earlobe. The way you shivered and bit your bottom lip was the last sign he had needed as the words left his mouth. "Let's go back to the hotel."

Your eyes were blown wide and he could see the desire written in them as he pulled back to look at you, grinning as you nodded. "I was hoping you'd say that."

Quickly paying for both of your drinks and ignoring the way you protested and tried to pay for your own, he led you out of the bar with a firm hand placed on your lower back. But you didn't get far before he had you pushed up against the nearest wall of a building, his arms braced on either side of your head and leaning down a bit so he was on eye level with you.

The surprise was evident in your eyes before a grin spread over your lips, one of your hands reaching out and lightly tugging on the collar of his T-shirt. He immediately followed your silent request, leaning in closer and watching your reactions until his eyes fell shut as his lips touched yours.

You hummed against his mouth and wrapped your arms around his neck, his hands finding purchase on your waist in a touch that was much lighter than you liked it. Back arching off the wall, you pressed your chest up against his and slowly deepened the kiss, having to stop yourself from grinning as you noticed how his hands gently squeezed your sides before they started to explore your body over the thin T-shirt you were wearing.

His fingers traced over your curved spine and his palms grabbed at your sides until he reached the hem of your T-shirt, fingers dangerously close to your butt. Reminding himself that you were still in public, he reluctantly pulled away from your lips and opened his heavy lidded eyes. He grinned as he noticed how you chased his lips for a second.

"C'mon," he murmured and placed another short peck on your lips before he stepped back and took your hand into his. The walk back to the hotel wasn't long, but it felt like it took forever until you finally reached his room where he was quick to unlock the door and hold it open for you.

Once the door fell shut behind you there was no stopping either one of you- lips were pressed against the others again and tongues eagerly explored while hands grabbed, pulled and pushed. His T-shirt landed on the floor first and his breath hitched in his throat as your fingertips traced over his exposed chest, his head dipping to your neck. The feeling of his beard against your sensitive skin felt euphoric and left you a little breathless. "Cez," you quietly whimpered his name as he bit down on the side of your neck before his tongue soothed over the spot, his hands spreading over your butt and giving the cheeks a squeeze.

"Do you even know what those little shorts have done to me all night long?" he groaned against your skin as his fingers toyed with the edge of them, teasingly dipping his digits beneath the denim before he pulled his hands back again. Instead they snuck beneath your T-shirt, grinning as you didn't hesitate to grasp the hem and pull it over your head.

His mouth went dry as he spotted the white lacy bra hugging your chest, fingers briefly tracing over the delicate fabric before he dropped to his knees in front of you. Your first instinct was to hold your breath as you watched him kneel in front of you, your hands curling into loose fists. He kept his gaze on you, blue eyes never leaving yours as you toed your sneakers off while he slowly pulled the denim down your legs.

Though, he couldn't hold back the groan that escaped his throat as he finally took his gaze off you and noticed that you were wearing a fitting pair of white lace panties. His hands grasped at your hips and waist as he slowly got to his feet again, making sure to trace his lips from your lower stomach all the way up to your neck where he immediately attached his lips to your skin.

You reached out to grip his biceps as he started to roughly suck on the side of your neck, knowing that he was leaving a hickey behind but not being able to bring yourself to complain- the feeling of his scruff against your skin was euphoric and it had you a little weak in the knees. "How do you manage to look so innocent and yet so naughty while wearing white lingerie?" he rasped and nibbled on your earlobe, noticing how a shiver ran down your spine while your nails dug into his upper arms.

Turning your head, you found his lips in a passionate kiss as your hands slowly traced down his torso, feeling his muscles clench under your fingertips before you curled your fingers around his belt buckle. He nibbled and tugged on your bottom lip as you teasingly slow undid his belt and unbuttoned his jeans, not even managing to pull the zipper down before he quickly lifted you up.

Your arms and legs immediately wrapped around him as he walked through the room, his grip on you so secure that you felt safer than ever before. He was so gentle as you laid you down in the middle of the bed, your body sinking into the plush covers while he stood up straight at the end of the bed. You bit your bottom lip as he gave you a seductive grin that had a wave of heat rush through your lower stomach, your gaze dropping as he reached down. Nimble fingers pulled the zipper of his jeans down before he shoved the denim down his legs, smirking as you let your gaze trail over his body. The outline of his hard length was clearly visible through the fabric of his boxer briefs and you couldn't stop yourself from licking over your bottom lip.

Running a hand through his hair, he took a step back before he turned to his suitcase. He quickly found what he was searching for, approaching you again with a condom in his hand that he placed on the mattress beside you as he crawled over you. You immediately reached for him, arms wrapping around his neck and head lifting off the pillows as you captured his lips in a surprisingly soft kiss.

You moaned into the kiss as he slowly pushed his hips against yours, creating the perfect kind of friction. Pulling back, he dipped his head down to your neck where he brushed his lips over your skin in wet kisses. "Cez?" you mumbled, your head tilting back a bit further as he found the sensitive spot on your neck. He simply hummed against your skin, his body comfortably settled between your legs. "Promise me that it'll stay a one time thing." You released a little breathy moan as he slowly rolled his hips against yours, clothed cock grinding against your panties. "We can't let this affect work in any way."

His lips detached from your neck with a little sound, his body shifting on top of yours as he found your lips in a kiss. "Promise," he murmured and bit his bottom lip as he felt your hips lifting off the bed to grind against him again. "The second we step out of this hotel room tomorrow morning it'll be like nothing happened."

You pulled him down into another kiss, your back arching off the bed as he pushed his hands under your body. Your bra was undone with a skilled flick of his wrist, both of you tugging the piece of clothing off without disconnecting your lips. His hands immediately moved to explore the exposed skin, fingers teasing your hardened nipples in ways that had you shiver beneath him and breathlessly whimper his name.

Once his hands left your chest again it seemed like they were everywhere- tangled in your hair, gripping your hips, tracing along your thighs, all of that while he kissed you with so much passion that you almost forgot how to breathe.

Slowly pulling back, he almost released a moan as he caught sight of you- your lips were red and kiss-swollen, your hair a beautiful mess and a flush had settled on your cheeks. Your gaze followed him as he pushed himself up and stretched over to the side of the bed, hitting one of the many switches with his palm. The main light turned off, only leaving the little lamps on either side of the bed on. Grinning, you raised an eyebrow at him as he sat back on his heels between your spread legs.

His hands slowly caressed over your thighs as he gave you a soft smirk. "Fits better to the mood, huh?" he asked and received an immediate nod from you, a sly smile spreading over your lips as he lightly tugged at the waistband of your panties.

Lifting your hips off the bed, you kept your gaze on him as he slowly pulled them off, the feeling of his fingers combined with the soft lace brushing down your legs gave you goosebumps. He leaned over you as soon as your panties had dropped to the floor, his lips finding yours in passionate kisses.

Though, just seconds later he broke away from your lips with a shaky groan as your palm placed on the front of his boxers, curling around the outline of his length and giving him a gentle squeeze. His scruffy cheek rested against your smooth one, his breaths hitting your shoulder as you slowly let your hand slide beneath the fabric. "Darling-" he choked out, his eyes squeezing shut as you gave him a skilled pump of your hand.

He would never admit it out loud, but it had been so long and just the feeling of someone else's hand around his cock had his mind in overdrive already- not like it hadn't been already. Just having you below him like this was enough to have pure desire pump through his veins, your naked and curvy body feeling so fucking great against his own and oh my god, you were so wet already.

You released a soft moan as two of his fingers were suddenly on your clit, easily sliding back and forth and giving you the perfect kind of friction that made it hard for you to breathe while he wondered how he had managed to get you this wet already even though he had barely touched you. "Cez," you mumbled, his head dipping to nibble on your earlobe while he released a soft hum, "'want you. Need you. Please."

Like you were trying to emphasize your words- that had gone straight to his crotch and made his cock twitch heavily in your hand- you pushed at his boxers with your free hand, shoving them down his thighs as far as you could reach. Placing a lingering kiss in the crook of your neck, he gave your clit a few more rubs before he sat up and took his hand off you- yours also leaving his body, much to his dismay.

Wrestling his boxers all the way off, he reached for the condom and quickly ripped the wrapper open. You looked like a goddess, he decided as he let his gaze trail down your body while he quickly rolled the condom on.

Your legs angled up on either side of his hips and your fingers buried into his hair as he settled down on top of you, kissing him deeply while he shifted until the found the right angle to grind his cock against your clit. The muffled moans you released into his mouth made his skin prickle with lust, his fingers curling into the sheets beside your body.

He broke away from your lips with every intention to ask for your consent one more time, to make sure you really wanted this, but you beat him to it. You reached down, gentle fingers wrapping around his shaft and positioning him. His gaze dropped between your bodies for a moment before he looked into your begging eyes again, his hips instinctively moving forward.

You gasped while he released a deep and guttural moan, your body squirming beneath his as he filled you out so perfectly until his hips were completely pressed up against yours. His length faintly throbbed against your walls as both of you got adjusted to the feeling. His forehead rested against yours as he took a deep breath, a soft smile spreading over his lips as you lightly grasped at his hips like you wanted to guide him to start moving.

He tilted his head to kiss you tenderly, the way he slowly moved his lips against yours such a big contrast to the way he had kissed you almost hungrily all night long. You couldn't stop yourself from softly moaning into the kiss as he started to shift his hips, at first just slow and gentle pushes and pulls before he deepened the kiss and started a faster pace.

Pulling back, he tilted his head down and buried it into the crook of your neck, your moans and whimpers sounding like heaven to him. Neither one of you really cared as the bed started to creak every time he thrust into you, not caring that one of the crew members was definitely on the other side of the wall. The pleasure both of you experienced in that moment was too strong and too overwhelming to care.

"Oh my god, Cez," you whimpered, your nails digging into his back and feeling the way his spine arched as he thrust into you with just enough force to have you gasping for breath. His hands were in your hair, tugging every now and then while he released deep groans that were muffled against your neck with every move into you. The feeling of your walls hugging and squeezing his throbbing cock had his mind spinning.

It was so hot in the hotel room. You wanted to blame the Spanish heat for it- also for getting you here in the first place. You were sure that the heat had gotten to your head and that was the only reason why you had ended up in this (beautiful) situation.

But deep down you knew that the heat had nothing to do with any of this. It was all Cez.

He quietly moaned your name as he shifted, creating a new angle and slowing his thrusts to smooth and deep rolls of his hips that immediately had you whimpering beneath him. "Fuck, right there. Right there," you begged, his head lifting to nibble on your earlobe. Your nails were clawing at his back and you were breathing quickly, your eyes struggling to open as he pushed himself up to look down on you.

He had always thought that you were drop dead gorgeous, from the moment he had stepped into that conference room months ago and had laid his eyes on you for the very first time. But this right here, this was a whole new definition of drop dead gorgeous. He never wanted to forget how utterly perfect you looked right now.

You moaned his name in the kind of needy way that had his thrusts falter for a moment. He knew that he was so close to his high and yet needed you to come first. So he leaned down to kiss you again and put as much effort as possible into the way he rolled his hips against yours.

What he didn't know was that you were so close already, your heart racing in your chest as you chased the feeling and desperately hoped that he wouldn't change the perfect angle he had right now. Curling a leg around his hips, you broke away from his lips with a cry of his name as he snuck a hand between your bodies, fingers placing on your clit and rubbing quick circles over it.

You started trembling beneath him and arched your back off the bed, a whimper falling from your lips and your toes curling before you came undone beneath him. It was the strongest orgasm you had experienced in a long time, his fingers never stopping the motions on your clit, even as the feeling of your walls clenching around him also threw him over the edge.

His moans and groans were deep, the complete opposite to your higher moans and whimpers as you clung to the other, his thrust sloppy before he stilled deep inside of you. Somewhere in his post-climax glow he noticed a faint stinging on his back, but the complete satisfaction that took over his body was too strong to care about something else but you and how utterly amazing you were.

Lips finding yours in soft and slow kisses, he carefully pulled out of you and received an immediate whine from you. He placed a few calming pecks over your jaw, both of you still breathing heavily. One of your hands slowly combed through his hair over and over again, your eyes closed and a smile playing on your lips.

"Everything okay?" he murmured, the tip of his nose lightly rubbing against yours and receiving a soft giggle from you.

Forcing your eyes open, you looked up into his tender eyes, your hand coming to rest on the side of his face as you nodded.

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He found you on the balcony, his T-shirt loosely hanging from your shoulders. The two of you had taken separate showers once you had been able to untangle yourselves from the other- and of course he had let you go first, leaving a T-shirt for you so you didn't have to put on your own again that you had worn all day long. So when he had stepped out of the bathroom he had been confused for a moment when he hadn't found you anywhere.

The slightly colder night air felt refreshing against his heated skin, immediately understanding why you had gone outside. You turned your head to look at him as he stepped up beside you. The smile you gave him made his heart skip a beat, his hand instinctively placing on your back, though he stopped himself from pulling you closer.

The water bottle in your hands was half empty as you offered it to him. "Thanks," he smiled gratefully and took it, taking a big gulp and leaning his forearms on the railing, both of you looking out over the city.

"Oh, shit," you suddenly started to giggle, his head turning to you to find you inspecting his back. Gentle fingers touched his skin in a way that gave him goosebumps before you brushed over a spot that made him flinch away- the pain surprising him for a moment. "Sorry," your voice was sheepish as you carefully traced along one of the scratches on his back.

Placing the empty bottle on the small table to his right, he turned back to you, pride written all over his features. "I was that good?" he smirked, making you playfully roll your eyes with a grin on your lips.

"At least you won't have any trouble to cover those up," you responded, hinting at the fact that he only had to wear a T-shirt and no one would ever see them. A sheepish grin spread over his lips as you pointed at your neck where he had left a mark on your skin. "I either have to use tons of makeup or wear a turtleneck," you complained, lightly touching the spot where you knew the dark purple hickey was clearly standing out against your skin.

"I'm really sorry," he apologized and sat down on one of the chairs, "I didn't think it through. I guess I was a little caught up in the moment."

You sighed softly and shrugged. "I also didn't stop you even though I knew what you were doing."

Reaching his hand out to you, he smiled softly as you immediately placed your hand in his and allowed him to pull you closer, looking down on him with warm eyes as you were standing between his spread legs. His hands placed on your hips, turning you a little and guiding you until you were perched on his thigh. "You know," he murmured, one of your arms loosely wrapping around his neck as you leaned against his chest, "if you want to, you can leave a hickey on my neck too so I'll also have to deal with trying to cover it up."

You giggled and shook your head, leaving a soft kiss on his neck while his hand slowly caressed along your thigh, the other resting around your hip in a tight grip, fingers toying with the lace of your panties. "Cez?" you mumbled, your free hand raising to place on his chest.

Tilting his head, he placed a kiss on top of your head and let his lips linger for a moment. "Yes?"

You lifted your head and met his soft gaze, his features relaxing even more as you brought your hand up to cup the side of his face. "I'm glad no one else wanted to come to the bar with us."

He grinned widely and gently squeezed your hip. He noticed how your gaze dropped to his lips and his heart started beating faster, his head instinctively tilting a bit- like a silent sign to show you that he would be okay with it if you kissed him.

So you did.

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Just The Way You Are

A/N: Okay listen. I feel like I hyped this up way too much so please don't be disappointed

Words: 1.7k

Pairing: Cez/Reader

Not even for one second had you stopped to consider that maybe he was already at the hotel as you pulled your suitcase- that felt so much heavier since landing- along behind you. Relief washed over you as you finally reached the door with the right number, an exhausted sigh falling from your lips. You had booked the night-flight with every intention to rest during the almost ten hours you had to spent on that plane, but of course your plan hadn't worked out- you hadn't gotten one second of rest. The only thing that had kept you from wanting to pull your hair out in frustration was the fact that you would finally get to see Cez again.

Your relationship with him was still fairly new, only a few months had passed since you had officially become a couple. During that time his schedule had always allowed him to come home for a few days- until they had started the North American leg of the tour. And suddenly you hadn't seen him in almost a month, which was why you had mutually decided that it was time for you to fly out. It was your first time visiting him on tour and you couldn't be more excited to finally experience him as a tour manager.

You struggled to get the door open with your key card for several seconds before the little light finally went green, quickly pushing the handle down and stepping inside while clumsily pulling your suitcase along. You were so looking forward to just tearing your clothes off and falling into bed. The door fell shut behind you with a heavy thud before the sound of fabric rustling reached you.

Quickly looking up from where you had struggled with your suitcase, you found Cez crawling off the bed- dressed in a T-shirt and boxer briefs and making you wonder if you had woken him- and approaching you with the biggest smile you had ever seen. "Oh my-" you gasped and fell into his opened arms, all the exhaustion immediately vanishing as a rush of excitement filled your body. Stretching up, you wrapped your arms around his neck and tried to push even closer to him as he tightened his arms around you. You released a joyful squeal as he lifted you off the ground and twirled around in a circle before he placed you back down.

The familiar scent that lingered in his T-shirt made your whole body relax in his arms, all of the previous stress washing away with one deep breath. "Hi, darling," he murmured into your ear and placed a kiss on your jaw before he pulled back just enough to look at you. Silently studying his soft and still slightly sleepy features for a moment, you smiled widely before you leaned in for a kiss. His arms immediately tightened around you again as he returned the kiss, though it stayed slow and lazy. Both of you were way too exhausted to take it any further. "How was your flight?" he whispered once you pulled back again, his hands roaming your back and pushing under your sweater to feel your bare skin while you caressed the back of his neck.

The way you groaned and rolled your eyes made him chuckle. "I didn't get to sleep at all," you pouted and leaned against his chest as he tugged you closer. "I didn't think you'd be here already," you noticed and looked up to him, smiling in content as he cupped your face in his hands and lightly brushed his thumbs over the dark shadows beneath your eyes.

Your eyelids fluttered shut under his gentle touches, your hands moving to curl around his forearms instead. "Traffic was a lot better than we expected, so we arrived much earlier than planned," he explained and placed a kiss on your forehead, his lips lingering for a moment longer than necessary as you tilted your head up like you were chasing for the feeling. "I was actually just laying down to rest for a bit before you came," he told you, your eyes opening to meet his blue ones.

"That sounds just perfect right now," you whispered and returned the chaste kiss he placed on your lips before he stepped back. You were quick to kick your shoes off and got rid of your leggings before the two of you climbed back into bed. It didn't take long before exhaustion took over and you fell asleep in his arms, barely even hearing him whisper that he loved you.

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The feeling of his fingers tracing over your spine and warm lips pressing tender kisses to your cheeks and forehead while he murmured your name slowly woke you, a groan falling from your lips as you curled further into his chest. "Why are you waking me?" you whined and pressed your forehead against his collar bones, trying to chase the dream you had and hoping that you could just fall asleep again.

"I'm sorry, darling," he murmured and combed a hand through your hair, "I really want to let you sleep, but you'll deal with insane jetlag if you sleep through the entire day."

"I'm fine with jetlag," you mumbled under your breath and detached yourself from him, instead turning over so your back was facing him, "jus' wanna sleep."

He chuckled softly and shifted closer to you, arms wrapping around you and pulling your back against his chest. Pointedly ignoring the way you grumbled in protest, he placed a couple of tender kisses over the side of your neck. "The crew organized a little dinner party later tonight," he told you.

You whined softly and shifted back against him as he stopped kissing your neck, making him grin widely before he peppered a few more kisses over your soft skin. "Are you going?" you asked quietly, smiling as one of his hands snuck down to caress along your bare thigh.

"I wanted to leave that up to you," he murmured against your neck.

Eyes opening, you blankly stared at the wall across from you. "Me?" you asked and turned your head around to look at him.

He pushed himself up and leaned over you, his gaze meeting yours. "Yeah, you," he grinned and placed a kiss on the tip of your nose, "they asked me to bring you along."

You suddenly felt wide awake. "Oh?"

He chuckled softly as you turned around to him, uncertainty clear in your eyes. "I didn't say anything yet," he tried to calm your nerves, feeling your hand come up to lightly rest on his chest while he caressed a hand along your side, "I wasn't sure if you want to or if you'd rather relax from the long flight, so I told them that I would text them as soon as I know how you're feeling about it."

Your gaze dropped to where your fingers lightly fiddled with the collar of his T-shirt. "What if they don't like me?" you whispered, letting your eyes fall closed as he placed a kiss on your forehead. "You always say how they're like a second family to you. What if I don't fit in?"

His arms tightened around you and tugged you closer, letting you push your head into the crook of his neck. "Well," he started, his hand sneaking under your sweater to caress his fingers along your spine with the perfect kind of pressure, "you're just as insane as everyone else. So you should be fine."

His soft chuckle died down as you pulled back and looked at him with genuinely insecure eyes. "Cez, I'm serious," you said, his eyes widening a bit.

"Darling," he sighed and shook his head, "you really have nothing to worry about. They'll love you, just the way you are. They probably feel like they already know you considering how much I've told them about you."

He had hoped to get a smile out of you, but instead you nervously nibbled around on your bottom lip. "Do they know about our age difference?" you asked quietly, seeing how his eyebrows furrowed before he released a deep breath.

Turning to lay on his back, he pulled you along with him so you were stretched out right on top of him, your cheek coming to rest against his chest. His heartbeat was such a faint sound against your ear and yet it managed to calm you down. "Yes," he answered and combed his fingers through your hair. "That was literally the first thing that came up after I told them that I met someone all those months ago," he told you and gave you a loving smile as you lifted your head to look at him, "and they don't care. They know that you make me happy and that's all they care about." Resting your chin on his chest, you slowly let a finger trace along his collarbone and smiled softly as you felt his hand sneak down to rest on your butt. "But we don't have to go," he reminded you, his fingers lightly caressing along the edge of your panties, "I just thought it might be easier to get to know everyone like that instead of at the venue tomorrow when we're all busy working."

"I know," you sighed and moved to sit up, straddling his waist and not failing to notice how his gaze briefly trailed down your body, "I don't know why I'm so nervous about meeting them. They all sound like lovely people from what you've told me."

"They are," he agreed, grinning as you bit your lip before you took a deep breath. He knew exactly what you were about to say.

"Okay. Tell them we'll be there."

Sitting up, he adjusted you on his lap and gave you a soft smile. "That's my girl," he murmured, his voice deeper than before while his hands returned to their previous position on your body- one under your sweater, the other on your bum.

You cupped his face in your hands and brushed your fingers over his scruff, your gaze briefly dropping to his lips before you looked into his eyes again. The shade of blue had quickly become one of your favorite colors. "Promise you won't leave me alone at dinner?"

"I'll always be right there beside you," he whispered as you leaned in closer. "Promise," he added right before your lips touched his.

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Be Your Teenage Dream Tonight

A/N: Well, here we go. My first ever not-DLS-related Cez fic :) I hope it’s kinda what you guys wanted

Words: 6k

Pairing: Cez/Reader

Warning: Smut

It had been years since you had last seen him and to say that you were giddy was quite the understatement. In fact, you had been giddy ever since you had received the backstage passes months ago. Shawn Mendes, Rogers Center, Toronto.

You only knew one person who could've sent you those and your heart was racing before you even found the little note.

'I'd love if you could come. Cez'

Just his simple handwriting had you almost tearing up as you were hit by so many memories. You couldn't even properly remember how you had met Cez. You had been an aspiring tour manager when he had come into your life like the miracle you had been hoping for, taking you under his wing and showing you all the ropes of the business. You had been around the world with him while you had learned so much from him. He was the reason why you had achieved so much, why you were living your dream, and you were forever thankful for that.

'Security guy was really skeptical as he let me in. Do I still look like a 16 yo fangirl?' you texted him as you were helplessly standing in the backstage area, people bustling around you and not paying much attention to you once they saw the backstage pass around your neck. 'Also, I'm a bit lost. Help?'

You didn't have to wait for too long before you caught sight of him a little down the hall, approaching you with quick steps and a big smile. Grinning widely, you walked towards him and giggled as he wrapped you up in his arms and lifted you a couple of inches off the floor. Your arms locked around his neck, a hand automatically placing on the back of his head before you properly realized what you were doing. "Hey."

"Hi, firecracker."

You could hear the grin in his voice, his arms squeezing your middle before he slowly lowered you down again. A pang of nostalgia filled your chest at the nickname, which only got stronger as you looked up into his still all too familiar blue eyes. Back in the day he had always called you that and you had almost forgotten about it. Your hands rested on his shoulders as he studied your features with a soft smile on his face.

"I'm so glad you were able to make it," he said in a quiet voice, your heart skipping a beat at the sincerity in his voice.

You gave his shoulders a gentle squeeze. "You know I'll always make time for you," you smiled and felt your cheeks heat up a bit as he placed a little peck on your forehead. "I like the beard," you grinned and reached up, your fingers playfully scratching through the scruff.

He grinned widely and took a step back. "Come on, let me introduce you to everyone and show you around a little."

While following him through the endlessly seeming corridors you didn't notice how his gaze slowly trailed down your body. "You look great, darling."

Heat was rising to your cheeks and you cursed yourself for actually blushing, hoping that he wouldn't notice it as you turned to look at him. "Thank you," you smiled before he led your through an open door into a room where half of the crew was relaxing.

–—–—–—–—–—–

Shawn was the nicest guy you had ever met, just like you had always heard from everyone. So nice that he actually approached you after the concert and asked if you wanted to come along for a little celebration party at his place- even though he had known you for less than 4 hours.

"Sorry, bud," Cez spoke up from behind you, his hand coming to rest on your side as he stepped up beside you, "she's mine for tonight. Got lots of catching up to do."

Shawn's eyebrows raised as he looked back and forth between you and Cez, an intrigued look on his features. Your eyes widened as you caught on after several seconds. "Ohmygod, not like that," you rushed to explain, "really just catching up. We haven't seen each other in years."

"Alright," Shawn chuckled, still seeming unconvinced as he took a few steps backwards, "then have fun catching up."

You blushed heavily as he gave you a wink before he turned to leave.

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"Thanks darling," he murmured as you handed him a bottle of water before you sat down next to him on the couch. After a quick back and forth after the concert you had decided to go to the condo you had rented for your stay in Toronto instead of his hotel room. "Can I ask you something?"

"You know you can ask me anything," you responded and gave him a grin, shifting so you comfortably settled back into the corner of the couch and had perfect view of Cez without having to turn your head to look at him all the time. The beautiful Toronto skyline was lit up behind him, floor to ceiling windows granting you a breathtaking view.

"Why are you so pouty?" he wondered, grinning as your eyes widened like you had been caught before your eyebrows furrowed in an attempt to play it off.

"I'm not pouty," you argued. Damn him for knowing you so well.

He chuckled. "Uh, yes you are. I don't know when it started because I obviously didn't see you much during the concert, but you're pouty."

You scoffed and rolled your eyes, but you knew you couldn't hide it from him. "You know that artist I've been working with lately?" you asked and received a nod from him, a silent sign for you to continue. "Well, he's a douche."

Leaning forward to put his water on the table in front of the couch, he turned to give you his full attention. "How?"

"He always makes these sexist jokes and he's just so self-centered. It doesn't hit me too much but his PA really struggles with it and I hate to watch it," you explained and took a deep breath. "And seeing the connection you have with Shawn just reminded me how much better it could be… and maybe I'm a little jealous now."

He couldn't stop himself from grinning as you actually pouted, but his features dropped immediately as he saw how genuinely disheartened you looked. "Hey," he whispered and shifted closer to you, his arm stretching over the back of the couch. "I know that it's horrible to be in a situation like that," he told you and gave you an encouraging smile as you looked at him, "and as much as I hate it, I can't really give you much advice on this. You have to decide if it's worth to fight through it or if it's better for you to quit."

"What did you do back then?" you asked quietly and shifted to lean into his side instead, your head moving to rest on his shoulder while he wrapped his arm around you.

"I quit," he sighed and shrugged a little, "but that doesn't mean that you should do the same. You're such a strong and independent woman, you know."

You chuckled softly and shook your head. "Yeah, I don't know about that."

"You are," he responded, his voice firm and making you lift your head to look at him. His eyes were determined as he looked at you. "You know how long I've known you. You know that I've seen you struggle with so many things in life. And I know you hate it when people compliment you because it makes you feel awkward, but I'm not letting you brush this one off. Not this time."

You lightly bit your bottom lip and nodded a little hesitantly. "Okay," you whispered and chuckled as he playfully nudged the tip of your nose with his pointer finger. "But I thought about quitting before," you admitted.

"Which is completely fine. If you don't feel comfortable working for him or it even negatively impacts your mental health then it's the right decision."

Silently studying his features for a moment, you gave him a wide smile that he returned and gently squeezed your upper arm. "You know, I really missed you."

"I missed you too, darling," his voice had turned softer than you had ever heard it before.

Tension filled the room, your heartbeat picking up as he didn't take his gaze off you. "You know what we should do?"

"What?" he breathed.

"Move in with each other. Like roommates. You're moving in with me in LA and I'm moving in with you in London. That way we always have a place to stay and a great roommate when we're in town."

You didn't even know what the hell you were saying and you knew that you would feel stupid once you were able to think properly again. But with the way he looked at you it was really hard for you to form a proper thought in your head. "Roommates?" he repeated in a soft whisper. "Is that really what you want to be?"

Swallowing heavily, you finally let your gaze drop to his lips, shaking your head as you started to wonder how his beard would feel like against your skin. "Not really," you breathed before you leaned in, noticing with a hint of reassurance and satisfaction that he did the same.

The second his lips touched yours it was like a fire was ignited inside of you- you were craving more. But instead of rushing to deepen the kiss and preferably dragging him into the bedroom you concentrated on the way he kissed you so tenderly- like he had all the time in the world. Like he wanted to spend all night just kissing you, which actually didn't sound so bad when you thought about it.

Your lips curved into a soft smile under his as he gently cupped your face in his hands, making him smile in return before he slowly pulled back. His forehead rested against yours while his thumbs slowly caressed your cheeks, the two of you quiet with your eyes closed, simply enjoying the moment.

"Can I kiss you again?" he finally interrupted the peaceful silence with a soft whisper, smiling as you immediately nodded and reached up to grasp his forearms.

"Please," you breathed, the word barely out of your mouth before his lips covered yours again. The kiss was just as tender as the first one, but it slowly turned into more, the wet sound of your lips disconnecting before finding the others again filling the quiet condo over and over until he finally licked over your bottom lip.

You didn't hesitate to part your lips and grant him access, allowing him to deepen the kiss. You lightly caressed the inside of his wrist, his kisses so soft that you just wanted to melt into the couch and let him kiss you for the next few hours. But you also wanted more.

Trying to move as gracefully as possible so you wouldn't interrupt the kiss, you obviously failed as your lips parted from his while you twisted and threw a leg over him, straddling his lap and giving him a grin as he looked at you with almost amazed eyes. His hands settled around your waist while yours rested on his shoulders, a low hum of approval leaving his throat as you leaned in and kissed him again. He let you take the lead, his hands slowly starting to travel like he wasn't sure yet how far he could go- not knowing that you were willing to let him go all the way.

It wasn't until you impatiently bit his bottom lip and tugged on it that his touches got more determined, not hesitating to bring his arms around you and cup your ass in his hands before he hauled you closer to him. Your grin broke the kiss, but he immediately tilted his head down and attacked your neck in pecks that were soft and tender and yet gave you goosebumps. The feeling of his beard against the sensitive skin of your neck felt euphoric, your eyes falling shut and a soft whimper leaving your lips as he passed the spot above your pulse point.

His hands instinctively placed on your back as you tilted your head back, stopping you from moving away, even though he was certain that you had no intentions of going anywhere anytime soon- the feeling of your weight pushing down on his crotch had his heart beating faster in excitement, your chest pressed up against his only intensifying it. He heard your soft chuckle as he was busy leaving little love bites behind, not even managing to ask before you already spoke up. "Well, this is a teenage dream come true," you grinned and bit your bottom lip as he gently nibbled along your collar bones.

"It is?" he mumbled against your skin, his hands starting to roam over your back as he kissed up your neck again.

"Yeah," you whispered and opened your eyes as he pulled back after leaving one last lingering kiss below your earlobe, his blue eyes meeting yours. He raised his eyebrows in confusion and amusement, a silent question for you to continue. "Back in the days you were this attractive mentor who was all authoritative but also had a soft side, you know? You were like the hot teacher I never had. I often wondered if you'd end up teaching me other things too at some point," you shrugged, a wide grin spreading over his lips.

It was a bit pathetic, but the way he gripped your hips and easily lifted you off his lap was enough to have your walls clenching around nothing. A surprised squeal escaped your lips followed by a giggle as he laid you down on the couch and crawled on top of you, a satisfied grin playing on his lips as your legs immediately fell open for him. "I didn't know that," he chuckled, a hand braced on the cushions beside your head while the other reached down to caress over the outside of your thigh.

"Would you have acted on it if you had known?" you asked, your hands reaching up to place on his chest.

His features relaxed as you caressed his upper body with slow hands, his head shaking. "No," he responded, "you weren't even 18 when we started working together. It wasn't even an option for me to think of you in any other way than someone who wanted to learn from me."

"And now?" you smirked, loosely wrapping one leg around his waist.

He grinned as you tugged with your leg, but went willingly until his body settled on top of yours, part of his weight still held up by his hand braced beside your head. "I'd be crazy if I tried to deny how breathtakingly gorgeous you've gotten," he breathed and leaned in to kiss you again.

But his kisses weren't gentle and slow anymore- they were passionate and hungry, leaving you absolutely breathless and at his mercy beneath him. You arched your back as his hand slowly moved from your thigh to sneak beneath your T-shirt, nimble fingers pushing the fabric higher up until it rested below your chest. You were slightly out of breath as he pulled away from your lips, his eyes greedily watching as you grasped the hem of your T-shirt and pulled it off, letting it drop to the floor in front of the couch.

His lips parted as he sat up and looked down on you, his hands slowly tracing over your torso while a little smile spread over his lips. "What the hell are you doing to me?" he whispered more to himself and shook his head, your eyebrows raising as he leaned down again to nuzzle his head into your neck again.

"What's that supposed to mean?" you asked while he peppered tender kisses over your skin.

"You make me feel like I'm 14 again about to touch boobs for the first time."

You giggled, his head lifting to look at you. "You were 14 when you touched them for the first time?"

"Mhm," he hummed, his fingers lightly tracing along the cups of your bra and giving you goosebumps, "we were playing truth or dare." His arms raised as you tugged on the hem of his T-shirt, allowing you to take it off without interrupting his story. "I'm not even going to pretend like I didn't get a bit hard, but in the end it was so not what I expected it to be." He chuckled as your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, the feeling of your fingers tracing over his upper body almost making him shiver. "I wasn't attracted to her at all, so getting to touch her boobs in a room full of people watching was not exactly exciting," he shrugged and briefly let his gaze flicker to your chest before a smirk spread over his lips. "This right here is very exciting though."

"Yeah?" you grinned, his gaze dropping again before he leaned in.

"Yeah," he nodded, followed by you gasping his name as he pushed his face into the gap between your breasts. Your hands immediately moved to tangle into his hair as he left open-mouthed kisses over your skin, sucking on the swell of your boobs and making you hope that he was leaving marks behind that would remind you of this for the next few days. The feeling of his scruff scratching your skin made your head spin- which didn't get any better as he tugged the cup of your bra aside and wrapped his lips around your nipple.

The way you whimpered had his length twitching under his clothes, his teeth gently tugging on the hardened bud while his hips tilted a bit more against yours. Your hands tugged on his hair and your back arched off the couch with the way your spine arched, his hand immediately sneaking beneath like he wanted to support you. He was so concentrated on getting those beautiful little gasps out of you that he didn't even notice your legs angling up on either side of him until your hips rocked up against his.

His moan was muffled against your skin, his fingers fumbling with the clasp of your bra for a short moment before he got it undone. He only briefly detached his lips from your skin to tug the piece of clothing off and carelessly toss it aside before he attached his mouth to your chest again, hands coming up to cup your boobs. The way you gently scratched your nails over his scalp before you dragged them down his back made him shiver in pleasure, licking over your nipple in a way that made you squirm beneath him.

Though, you grinned as you noticed how distracted he got as you moved your hands to his front, simply breathing against your skin for a long moment as you opened the button of his jeans before he rested his forehead against your chest. His eyelashes almost brushed your skin as he tilted his head down to watch as you pulled his zipper down before you shoved the denim down his legs, his lips parting with a relieved sigh as you also tugged his boxers down and freed his throbbing hard length.

His eyes threatened to fall shut as your hand wrapped around him, but he forced himself to watch while a deep groan left his throat. He watched how you gave him a few skilled pumps before he lifted his head, finding your awaiting lips in a passionate kiss. His quiet moans and sighs were muffled against your lips until he broke away with a shaky breath as you brushed your thumb over his leaking tip, collecting the bead of precum. "Fuck, darling," he sighed and slowly rocked his hips into your hand.

"Look at us," you grinned, his eyebrows raising, "catching up."

He chuckled and shook his head, his eyebrows furrowing in pleasure as you twisted your wrist just perfectly. "Should I be offended that you're thinking of Shawn right now?"

You lightly bit your bottom lip before you shrugged your shoulders. "Are you going to do something about it?" you challenged, a smirk spreading over his lips before he leaned in to kiss you again.

His kisses were hungry and passionate, his hands seemingly everywhere and leaving goosebumps all over your body. Until he tugged on the button of your jeans.

You shifted your hips beneath him and released a soft hum into his mouth, encouraging him to undo your pants before his hand snuck beneath the denim. Your free hand landed on his back, nails digging into his skin and your lips breaking away from his with a quiet cry of his name as his digits immediately found your clit. A low grunt left his mouth as he already found you wet for him, his length twitching in your hand.

His head tilted down to place little kisses along your shoulder while his fingers eagerly explored your core, tracing over your clit and trying out different pressures and patterns until he found the one that got the most beautiful moans out of you, keeping up the pace and enjoying the way you squirmed beneath him and lightly bucked your hips every now and then.

"Cez..." you mumbled, gasping as he rubbed his beard over the side of your neck before he lifted his head to look at you, "can we like, take this to the bedroom? Get a bit more comfortable?"

He swallowed heavily and nodded, his hand almost reluctantly pulling out from under your jeans while you let go of his cock. Leaving a soft peck on your lips, he pushed himself up and climbed off the couch before he reached to help you up, your cheeks flushing a bit as you grasped his outstretched hands. You noticed how his gaze briefly trailed down your bare upper body, making you grin before you tugged him towards the bedroom. He started to question his luck as he stumbled after you, wondering how on earth he managed to get here- about to spend the night with you.

Inside the bedroom it all happened very fast- one second he was turning the bedside lamps on and the next the two of you were laying on the big king sized bed, all skin against skin with your clothes messily left on the floor. You were both laying on your sides facing each other, arms wrapped around the others body while your lips were pressed to his. His hands explored your body, fingertips so light on your skin that it gave you goosebumps while you slowly wrapped your leg over his hip.

He grunted into the kiss as you pushed closer to him and his cock nudged against your folds, his fingertips digging into your thigh for a moment. Hitching your leg up higher on his waist, he slowly rolled on top of you and settled down between your legs. Your quiet whimper almost got drowned out by his deep groan as he lightly rocked his hips and dragged his length over your clit, giving you the perfect kind of friction and letting him feel how wet you were. "Fuck," he mumbled and dipped his head down to your neck, leaving a few sloppy kisses over your flushed skin before he moved to nibble on your earlobe, "you got a condom somewhere, darling?"

You swallowed heavily and took a deep breath before you shook your head. "I didn't pack any," you sighed and bit your bottom lip as you contemplated your next words. He lifted his head and nodded, giving you a little smile, though you could see that he was a bit disappointed. "But I'm on birth control."

For a long moment he didn't show any kind of reaction as he simply looked at you before he raised a hand and tucked your hair behind your ear. "You trust me that much?"

"You have no idea how much I trust you," you whispered, his features immediately softening as he felt his chest fill with affection.

Silently looking at each other, you started smiling at the same time before he leaned down to capture your lips in a tender kiss. It was like a mutual decision as you wrapped your legs around his waist and tugged right when he shifted. The kiss got interrupted as you took a shaky breath and he softly moaned your name as he slowly pushed into you, his forehead leaning against yours, both of you having your eyes closed.

He stopped moving as he was buried deep inside of you to give you a moment to adjust- and himself a chance to catch his breath. It was only when you started squirming beneath him that he started to move, the fact that he got to feel you like this without any kind of layer in between overwhelming his senses in the best way.

Tilting his head down, he couldn't stop himself from sucking a hickey on the side of your neck where everyone could see it, feeling your nails lightly digging into his shoulder blades in return.

It was the perfect mix of everything- one moment he had his hips snapping against yours in ways that made you cry out his name and the next he had your chest swelling with affection as he peppered tender kisses over your face while steadily rolling his hips against yours.

He eventually had you coming undone beneath him just seconds before he reached his high, leaving both of you gasping for breath as you clung to the other's body and lazily rode out the aftershocks of your highs.

You released a quiet whine as he rolled off of you, his soft chuckle reaching your ears as he laid down flat on his back beside you, his arm stretching out and inviting you to come closer. You knew that you'd usually feel uncomfortable to lay completely naked on top of the covers as you shifted closer to him and curled against his side, but it was near impossible to feel uncomfortable around him. He just had that kind of effect on you.

His hand slowly combed through your slightly tangled hair over and over in calming motions as you turned your head to place a kiss on his chest, your lips lingering for a moment. Was that his heart racing you felt against your mouth or were you just imagining it?

"Everything okay?" he whispered, your head lifting to look at him and receiving a tender smile from him.

You nodded. "Very," you smiled and stretched up as he puckered his lips, his arm around you tightening as you kissed him. "I'm gonna go take a quick shower."

He watched as you climbed off the bed, unable to stop his eyes from trailing down your body. "Can I join you?" he asked, biting his bottom lip as you stopped in the doorway to the bathroom and looked at him over your shoulder.

"I'd love that."

–—–—–—–—–—–

A peaceful silence had settled in the bedroom a while ago as Cez had fallen asleep with you in his arms. But you were unable to sleep, staring up at the ceiling while thoughts raced in your mind until you finally decided that it was enough.

Carefully moving out of his embrace, you made sure that he was still sleeping before you almost silently stepped out of the bedroom and pulled the door almost completely shut, leaving it a tiny bit ajar. Grabbing your laptop, you flopped down on the couch and experienced a short moment of hesitation and doubt before you opened a new document and started typing.

The sun was about to start rising as you tip-toed back into the bedroom, a smile spreading over your lips as you found him still peacefully sleeping. You tried so hard not to wake him as you crawled back into bed, but he started stirring once you settled down. "Where have you been?" he murmured, his voice deep and raspy as he shifted closer to you without opening his eyes.

You smiled as he wrapped his arms around you and pulled your back flush to his chest, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck and leaving a little kiss there. "Had to write an email," you told him in a quiet voice, "go back to sleep."

He hummed and snuggled further against you, his legs tangling with yours. "Work?" he mumbled.

"Kinda."

He was quiet for a long moment before his confused grunt reached your ears. "What's that supposed to mean?"

You bit your bottom lip and turned around to him, his arms only loosening around you as much as necessary before he pulled you closer again. Sleepy blue eyes blinked down on you, but you could see that he was too curious to go back to sleep now. "I let them know that I'm quitting," you announced, his eyes immediately widening and hands stopping where they had been in the middle of sneaking beneath your T-shirt.

"You did?"

"Mhm" you hummed and smiled as he brought a hand up to tuck your hair behind your ear, a worried frown resting on his features, "and I feel so much better now. I gave a month's notice so I'll have to see him again a few more times but then I'm free." Before he had any time to respond your eyes widened, panic filling your features before you quickly sat up. "I'm free," you repeated before you shook your head, "I don't have a job anymore. What the hell did I do?"

His hand snuck under your T-shirt to place on your back as he also sat up, leaving a soft kiss on your shoulder. "Hey, firecracker," he whispered and waited until you looked at him, giving you a smile that had your heartbeat slowing down again. "Stop panicking. It's okay. You'll find something else and you'll be much happier there."

"But what if I don't? What if I end up not finding a job for so long that I end up on the street?"

"You won't," he told you, seeing how you slowly started to relax as he traced his fingers up and down your spine. "As long as I'm around you won't ever end up on the street, yeah? I'll let you stay at my place for as long as you want to if we get there," he gave you an encouraging smile and received a little weak one from you, "but if you want to, I'll talk to the crew later and see if we have some job for you to do until you find something new."

You immediately shook your head. "Oh gosh, no, Cez. You really don't have to do that."

"I'm just saying. It's an option. Or I can ask around if someone else is in need of a tour manager."

You sighed softly and let yourself fall back again, smiling softly as he leaned over you. His skin seemed almost golden, the first rays of sunshine beaming into the room. "Sometimes I wonder what I'd do without you," you told him and reached up to cup his face in your hands, feeling the way he smiled widely. Brushing a thumb over his cheekbone, you tugged gently while lifting your head off the pillow, your eyes falling closed as his lips met yours.

He was hesitant at first and it was only then that you realized that you had no idea how he felt about everything that had happened between you those few hours ago. What if it was nothing more than a one night stand for him? What if kissing him made everything weird now?

But just when you were about to start panicking and wanted to pull away he fully relaxed into it, his head tilting for a better angle and deepening the kiss before you had the chance to move away. You had to stop yourself from smiling as you combed a hand through his hair and tangled it into his curls at the back of his head, every new kiss he placed on your lips easing your worries a bit more until you realized that he was right. You would be fine.

You licked your bottom lip like you were chasing for the way he tasted as he slowly pulled back, laying down beside you and pulling you into his chest while tugging the covers up to cover your bodies again. You felt so safe and protected as he wrapped his arms around you and placed a couple of little pecks over your forehead, your cheeks blushing at the affectionate gesture. "Think you'll be able to catch a few more hours of sleep?" he whispered and lightly rubbed the tip of his nose against yours in a way that made you giggle.

Nodding your head, you smiled as he placed another tender kiss on your lips before the two of you moved into a comfortable position- though you barely used the big bed with the way you were pressed against another.

–—–—–—–—–—–

He was gone when you woke up in the morning. No note. No text. No nothing. Just wrinkled and cold sheets where he had been once. Your heart was heavier than ever before as you stood in the middle of the living room, no trace of him left. It was like he had never even been there and it made you want to cry a little.

You had feared that he would regret this. What if you were still the little girl you used to be to him? What if he had woken up and realized that he had made a mistake and bailed before he had to find a weak excuse as to why he had to leave immediately?

"Fuck," you mumbled under your breath and ran a hand through your hair, about to sit down on the couch when you heard keys turning in the lock. You spun around, eyes wide as you watched how Cez stepped into the condo and smiled brightly as he saw you.

That was the moment when you started feeling stupid and hysterical. He was balancing two coffee cups and a paper bag of the nearest bakery in his hands while gently shoving the door closed with his foot and tossing the keys aside. Why did you always have to jump to conclusion like that?

"Hey, good morning, darling," he smiled and carefully placed everything down on the nearest surface before he approached you. "I was kinda hoping I'd get back before you were up. Wanted to surprise you with breakfast," he explained and reached his arms out to you as you hurried over to him. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion and worry as you threw yourself into his arms and clung to his neck, rubbing a hand over your back while you pressed your face against the side of his neck. "Everything okay?"

You were quiet for a long moment before you chuckled and shook your head, pulling back just enough to look at him. "I was just... I thought you left," you blushed and shrugged a little helplessly, his eyes widening.

His hands gripped your waist for a moment before he reached up to cup your face in his hands, looking at you with genuinely apologetic eyes. "I knew I should've left you a note," he sighed and brushed his thumbs over your cheeks, feeling your hands slowly caress his chest. "I'm sorry, darling," he whispered and leaned in for a soft kiss, "can I make up for it with what I hope will be an amazing breakfast in bed?"

You smiled softly and nodded. "That sounds perfect."

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Dirty Little Secret (Who Has To Know?)

A/N: I don’t even know how to start. Probably by mentioning that this is a threesome fic between Shawn and Cez and the Reader. I honestly don’t think I would’ve ever finished it, much less would be posting it, without @waitonmedarling listening to my rambles and helping me out whenever I got stuck and most of all enduring all of my thirsty thoughts. Also for proof reading this. Thank you! 😘

Please keep in mind that I know close to nothing about Cez because it’s really hard to find anything about him 😂

Look at me trying to be ~edgy~ with these titles lately

Words: 10k

Pairing: Shawn/Cez/Reader

Warning: Smut. Threesome.

Tour life was crazy and exhausting most of the time, so much that you sometimes found yourself wondering why you had chosen this life. But then, on nights off like this one, with the whole team gathered in a bar, you remembered why you enjoyed this lifestyle so much.

"Who's getting the next round?"

"I will," you responded and got up, stopping mid step when a hand curled around your wrist.

Worried dark eyes looked up to you before Shawn looked over his shoulder towards the crowded bar, mostly surrounded by guys. "Want me to come with you?" he offered, getting an immediate smile from you. That was part of the reason why you loved working for him- how caring and thoughtful he was, never letting the fame get to his head and always being the charming guy he is.

"I'll be fine, but thanks," you smiled, his touch leaving your wrist as you once again turned to step away from the table.

What you didn’t know was that you had two pairs of eyes following you as you walked over to the bar to order the next round of shots, both of them checking you out.

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The night hadn't started like that, but at some point you found yourself sitting in between Shawn and Cez, both of them so close that their thighs kept brushing yours below the table- you were still trying to figure out if it was accidental. But you couldn't deny that you were absolutely enjoying yourself, surrounded by two incredibly attractive guys.

'I am sitting between 2 guys who are both too attractive to be true, who both smell too good to be true, are too funny to be true and they keep touching me in friendly ways that actually drive me insane. help!!'

That was the text that had started everything that would happen later that night. That text had turned into your friend interrogating you on both Shawn and Cez before it had somehow turned into a threesome talk. And to top the whole thing off you made the horrible mistake of leaving your phone on the table while you went to pee.

Cez's gaze caught your phone as the screen lit up with an incoming message, already about to look back up when he caught his name. Curiosity got best of him as he lightly leaned over so he could read the message before the screen would go black again.

'for real tho. A threesome with Shawn and Cez would be a dream come true, right?! I honestly don't get how you didn't give in to either one of them already'

Clearing his throat, he looked over his shoulder to check that you weren't just now coming back to the table before he took your phone while nudging Shawn across your empty chair.

Shawn turned to look at his tour manager and raised his eyebrows as Cez handed him the phone, but wordlessly took it and read the message. His eyes widened in an almost comical way before his head snapped up, searching the bar before he turned to Cez again. "What is this?"

–—–—–—–—–—–

You were blissfully unaware of what had happened while you had been in the bathroom, sitting down between the two guys again and reaching for your drink. You didn't notice the way they kept staring at you out of the corner of their eyes.

What you did notice was the way they suddenly turned even more touchy than before. The first touch of Cez's hand on your thigh startled you for a short moment, but you didn't read too much into it. You smiled as Shawn put his arm over the back of your chair and started playing with your hair, simply because you knew that he was quite the touchy person. But you had to bite back a moan as Cez's hand later placed on the back of your neck where he actually started to lightly massage your skin.

Even when you reached for your phone to answer your friends text with a few eye-roll emojis you still didn't make the connection.

Shawn leaned in closer to you, his lips lightly brushing the shell of your ear. You knew that it didn't seem like a strange thing to an outsider, especially with how loud it was in the bar, so it only looked like he was casually telling you something. But his words made you shiver. "What if I told you that Cez and I are down for it?"

Your eyes widened before you forced yourself to act calmly, knowing that tons of questions would be fired your way if someone noticed. Turning to look at him as he pulled back again, he gave you a soft grin as he noticed your shocked expression. "For what?" you asked, your voice weak as all kinds of fantasies crossed your mind while you didn't want to get your hopes up yet.

His only response was to tap the black screen of your phone. Swallowing heavily, you turned to look at Cez as he lightly placed his hand on your thigh again. "I might've seen the text. Sorry," he apologized in a quiet voice.

Your thoughts started racing as you tried to figure out what you had gotten yourself into and if you really weren't just dreaming. "You can't be serious, guys," you finally concluded, receiving a grin and a shrug from Cez while Shawn smirked at you.

Clearing his throat, Shawn leaned in again. "Why don't we head back to the hotel?" he murmured right when Cez's hand gently squeezed your thigh, your eyes widening for a moment as you swallowed heavily. Keeping your gaze on his hand- his thumb slowly brushing back and forth while he patiently waited for you to make a decision- you slowly lifted your head and looked from one guy to the other a few times before you found yourself nodding.

You were scared that it would seem suspicious, but no one seemed to question why the three of you left at the same time. The hotel was only a short walk away from the bar and it passed in silence, Shawn only quickly waving at the couple of fans waiting in front of the hotel before you entered the building.

"Mine or yours?" Cez murmured, the simple question making your heart skip a beat in excitement. You were really about to do this.

"Mine. You of all people should know that I got the best room," Shawn responded with a grin, chuckling as Cez shoved him with a smirk. Usually you would roll your eyes at them, but the fact that the three of you were waiting for the elevator to take you up to Shawn's room where you might experience the best night of your life kept you quiet.

Of course other people were getting in the elevator with you, your fantasies of getting pushed up against the mirrored walls and kissed until you were breathless getting destroyed immediately. But your heart started beating faster when a strong and tattooed arm snuck around your middle, gently tugging you back until you were pressed up against his front. You had to bite your lip as he slowly- in movements so light that an outsider definitely wouldn't notice them- rolled his hips against the curve of your ass.

You reached the floor before you even fully got to appreciate how nice it felt to have his arms wrapped around you like that, the three of you the only ones that got out. Cez wrapped an arm around your shoulders as you walked down the long hallways while Shawn dug his keycard out of the back pocket of his jeans, your head turning to look up to him. "You know you can tell us if you change your mind about this, right?" he asked quietly, giving you a comforting smile that had your heartbeat slow down.

You nodded. "I know," you responded and smiled as he placed a soft kiss on your cheek like he usually did right after greeting you. You reached the door right when Shawn unlocked it, holding it open and letting you step inside first with a soft smile. What you didn't know- but highly suspected- was that you had two pair of eyes staring at your butt before they followed you into the room.

You heard the lock click into place before you turned around to them to find Shawn tossing the card on the desk shoved against the wall while Cez took his jacket off and threw it over the back of one of the armchairs. You followed his example and took your shoes and socks off while you were at it before you straightened up again and gave them a grin. "I have to be honest with you guys, I've never done this before."

"You think we have?" Shawn chuckled and ran a hand through his hair, Cez clearing his throat beside him and immediately getting all of the attention.

Scratching the back of his neck, he shrugged and gave you a smirk. "Actually, I have," he confessed, your eyes widening while Shawn took a step back and stared at his tour manager with pure disbelief written in his eyes.

"You what?"

Cez shrugged. "Yeah. So?"

Crossing your arms in front of your chest with a big grin, you tilted your head at them. "But what would this do to your wholesome duo reputation?" you teased with a grin. "Imagine the shitstorm if your fans find out that their beloved Shawn isn't an innocent boy like they all assume."

Quickly looking over to his tour manager, he grinned before he approached you. His hands settled on your waist as soon as he was close enough, looking down on you with warm and dark eyes before he slowly leaned in closer. You instinctively reached up to grasp his upper arms as the tip of his nose lightly rubbed against yours while your eyelids fluttered. You couldn't decide if you wanted to close them already or keep them open until he would finally kiss you. "But you don't kiss and tell, do you?" he whispered, his lips almost brushing yours as he talked.

"Guess you have to find out," you breathed right before he closed the gap between you, his soft lips perfectly fitting against yours. You couldn't hold back the quiet whimper as he kissed you in a tender way, his grip on you tightening at the sound. Reaching up, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pushed yourself up on your tip toes in the process, your chest pressing up against his.

You were aware of the sound of Cez moving around, but you couldn't bring yourself to concentrate on it while Shawn gently coaxed you to part your lips- which you didn't hesitate to do- before he deepened the kiss, a low groan rumbling in his chest at the first taste of you. The feeling of another pair of hands settling on your hips startled you for a moment, but you found yourself relaxing into it as another body pressed up against your back.

You broke away from the kiss with a soft gasp as warm lips touched the side of your neck in gentle kisses, the feeling of his beard brushing over your skin giving you immediate goosebumps. Your fingers tugged on Shawn's hair as he didn't hesitate to dip his head down, peppering a bit rougher kisses over the other side of your neck.

"Shit, guys," you whimpered, your teeth harshly digging into your bottom lip as Cez boldly moved his hands up to cup your boobs, his low moan muffled against your skin. But then some part of your brain started working again, immediate panic bubbling up. "Hold on."

Your voice was barely more than a breath, but they both pulled back immediately. Dark eyes looked down on you, understanding written in them as he let go of you, letting you take a step back after Cez's touch left you. "It's okay. We don't have to do anything if you're not comfortable," Shawn reassured you, the smile he gave you only easing your worries a bit.

Running a hand through your hair, you sighed and met Cez's blue eyes as he stepped around you to look at you with concerned eyes. "That's really not the problem, guys," you mumbled, your teeth nervously biting your bottom lip.

"Then what is it?" Cez asked, his voice quiet and soothing.

You started pacing the hotel room, your heart racing in your chest. "How can you be so calm about this? What if things get weird after we do this? I mean, we're working together literally every day and-"

"Hey," Cez's voice was firm, his hands grasping your upper arms to bring your restless legs to a stop. Your eyes were wide as you looked up to him. "Deep breaths, yeah? It's not worth having a panic attack over this," he told you, smiling as you took a shaky breath and held it in your lungs for a long moment before slowly releasing it again.

It was quiet in the room for a moment before you spoke up again. "How do threesomes even work? Is there some guidebook?"

Both of them chuckled, Cez letting go of you when he was sure that you wouldn't start to panic again. "Why don't you ask Mister 'had a threesome before'?" Shawn sassed and nodded over to his tour manager who started to laugh.

"Are you mad that you don't have as much experience as I do?"

Shawn crossed his arms in front of his chest while leaning back against one of the armchairs, but before he could speak up your quiet and insecure voice reached them.

"Guys…"

"You're thinking way too much about this, honey," Shawn told you, his defensive stance having softened instantly as soon as his eyes had met yours. "I also don't know what will happen and how this whole thing will work," he continued, giving you an encouraging smile as you nervously nibbled around on your bottom lip. The realization that he was just as inexperienced as you were in this case calmed you immensely. "Just relax. We'll just… go with the flow, okay? Do whatever feels right. No pressure."

You took a calming breath before you nodded. "Okay. I can do that."

"So, if I were to kiss you, would that be okay?" Cez asked and slowly stepped closer to you again.

"That would be more than okay," you grinned and reached for him as soon as he was close enough, your hands cupping around his face while he leaned down to kiss you. Kissing him was so much different than kissing Shawn- the feeling of his beard on your skin had you swallowing down a moan, wondering what it would feel like on the inside of your thighs or even right against your-

The feeling of his hands settling on your hips brought you back to reality, tugging you closer to him while he deepened the kiss before his hands slid to rest on your butt, squeezing the cheeks gently. "Just-" you were interrupted as Cez kissed you again, your lips curling into a smile. "Just a quick question," you said as you finally managed to break away from him, your head tilting as he immediately attacked your neck in gentle kisses again while your hands moved to grasp his shoulders.

"What is it?" Shawn asked, staying right where he was and giving you a smirk as your eyelids fluttered when Cez found that one really sensitive spot on your neck. One of your hands tangled into Cez's hair at the back of his head as he concentrated on the spot, your back arching and chest pushing against his as he sucked on it.

"When did you even talk about this?" your voice was breathy, eyes falling closed as Cez moved a hand up to rest it on your back like he wanted to keep you pressed up against him like this.

Moving his head up, he gently nibbled on your earlobe and received a gasp from you, your fingers tugging on his hair. "When your friend sent that text," he answered, his voice deeper and sending a shiver down your back before he moved in to kiss you again. You moaned into his mouth, his hands slowly sliding beneath your long sleeve, fingers tickling your back.

You licked your bottom lip as he pulled away, eyes opening to find Shawn approaching. "And you managed to agree that you're both down for it while I was in the bathroom for just a couple of minutes?" you grinned up to Cez while Shawn stepped up behind you.

Grasping the hem of your sweater, Shawn grinned as you didn't hesitate to lift your arms up, allowing him to tug it off. Cez immediately moved his attention to your chest, your breasts perfectly spilling out of the cups of your bra. "Guess we're both fucked for you," Cez murmured and gave you a smirk.

Shawn slowly explored your back, his fingertips ghosting over your skin while your hips tilted back. A low growl rumbled in his chest behind you as your butt pushed against his crotch, Cez lightly toying with the straps of your bra and slowly brushing them off your shoulders.

Blue eyes looked down on you with a fond expression written in them as he noticed the blush on your cheeks. "Don't be shy, darling," he whispered and leaned in to place soft kisses over your jaw while his hands traced down your sides to curl around the side of your butt that was slowly grinding back, Shawn's sinfully quiet whimpers sounding like heaven to your ears.

Cez backed off as Shawn tugged you back against his toned chest, big hands spread over your lower stomach to keep you in place as he gently bit your shoulder, the sound he received going straight south. "We'll take good care of you tonight, honey," Shawn promised in a whisper, the two of you watching Cez as he pulled the curtains shut to give you a sense of privacy from the world outside. You breathlessly gasped Shawn's name as he slowly snuck his hand under your jeans before he hesitated, but the way you tilted your hips into his touch had him moving his hand fully down.

He grunted against your shoulder as a single finger dipped between your folds, your juices immediately coating his finger as he rubbed slow circles over your clit. Your knees buckled as you finally got some friction on your clit and your eyes were heavy lidded as you found Cez watching you with darkened eyes. You moved a hand back, Shawn's deep groan filling the room just a moment later as you palmed him over his jeans, his cock straining against the denim.

"God, baby," he murmured, wishing that your tight jeans would allow him to push his fingers into you and really feel you, "'got me so hard for you."

Turning your head, you found his lips in a bit of an awkward angle, but neither of you really seemed to care as he greedily devoured your lips. It didn't last as long as you had hoped for, instead you were interrupted when he moaned your name while you applied pressure on his tip through his jeans. "You two are quite the sight for sore eyes," Cez's voice reached you, your head turning back to find him sitting on the edge of the bed, palming himself over his jeans.

"See what you're doing to us?" Shawn whispered into your ear, his teeth tugging on your earlobe while his finger moved over your clit just perfectly. You whimpered as he pulled his hand back, not even getting the chance to complain before he gave you a gentle push towards Cez who held a hand out to you.

Your head was still spinning a bit when you took his hand as soon as you were close enough, letting him tug you between his spread legs. "Can't wait to get my mouth on you," he murmured and placed a couple of small pecks along the waistband of your jeans, your mouth dropping open without a sound coming out. It only took a swift move from him to have you flopping down on the bed, laying flat on your back on the bed with your legs dangling off the edge. Crawling over you, he braced his hands on either side of you while he held himself up above you, his lips meeting yours over and over in kisses that gradually turned longer and hotter.

You inhaled deeply and tilted your head back as he trailed soft kisses down your neck, your hands in his hair as he kissed over the swell of your breasts. His hands were eagerly exploring your bare skin, your eyes fluttering open as the bed dipped under another weight beside you. Shawn gave you a soft smile- by now in nothing but his black skinny jeans with the white waistband of his boxers peeking out- while he tossed an entire Durex pack on the bed beside him.

You grinned while Cez chuckled against your stomach, his head lifting. "Got a long night planned?" he teased while he moved to kneel on the floor in front of the bed, right between your legs. You got hot and cold at the sight, squirming in anticipation as his fingers reached for the button of your jeans.

Shawn smirked and shrugged a shoulder. "You don't?" he responded, not seeming to expect an answer as he turned to you. His features softened immediately, reaching out to brush your hair back while you lifted your hips off the bed to allow Cez to pull your jeans off. "You good, honey?" Shawn whispered and cupped a hand around the side of your face. You nodded, but before you could speak up you felt a broad tongue pushing against your clit with the fabric of your panties in between, a gasp falling from your lips while your back arched off the bed.

"Fuck, Cez," you moaned, your head tilting down to look at him, but Shawn quickly turned your head back to him so he could capture your lips in a passionate kiss. You were overwhelmed in the best way, torn between concentrating on Shawn's lips and his fingers that tickled on your chest or Cez's mouth working wonders on you, even though he didn't have full access to your core yet.

Reaching below yourself, you unclasped your bra and grinned as Shawn immediately helped you take it off before his mouth moved to your chest, lips wrapping around your nipple before he sucked on it. Cez guided your legs over his shoulders and simply pushed your panties aside before he dove back in, the feeling of his tongue on your clit and beard tickling on your skin with Shawn's lips and tongue teasing your sensitive nipples leaving you a moaning and whimpering mess beneath them.

Tangling a hand into Shawn's curls to tug on them, you reached your other hand down to find one of Cez's, smiling as he immediately intertwined his fingers with yours and let you dig your nails into the back of his hand. "Fuck, you sound so beautiful," Shawn murmured and moved up to kiss you again before he looked down, your gaze following his to where Cez's face was buried between your legs, the sight alone already making your knees weak. "How does she taste?" Shawn murmured as Cez opened his eyes to find the two of you watching him.

You gasped and jerked in surprise as he playfully nibbled on your clit before he pulled back, his mouth glistening. "Have a taste," he grinned. Shawn didn't hesitate to lean down, his necklace bumping against your lower stomach and his fingers holding your panties aside as he licked through your folds, his low groan vibrating against your core and making you gasp his name.

Cez gently placed your feet on the floor so he could get up, his gaze on Shawn's head moving between your thighs while he undressed, his sweater dropping to the floor first before his jeans followed. "Fuck, I gotta be the luckiest girl ever," you sighed, Shawn's head lifting as he chuckled before he placed a kiss on your hip and got up.

"You're wrong. We're the lucky ones here," Cez replied while he dropped the last piece of clothing on the floor while Shawn fumbled to take his jeans off. You sat up as Cez approached you, a smirk playing on his lips. You were dying to get your mouth on him, but he sat down beside you at the foot of the bed before you could reach out to pull him closer. "Because we get to spend the night with such an incredibly beautiful girl," he continued and guided you to straddle his lap, his hands exploring your legs on either side of him as soon as you settled on his thighs.

Wrapping your arms around his neck, you leaned in to kiss him and released a soft hum into his mouth as you tasted yourself on his tongue. Locking an arm around your hips, he tugged you closer and lightly bit your bottom lip as he had your clothed core pressed up against his throbbing cock, your hips immediately bucking to create a bit of friction.

Calloused fingertips traced over your back as Shawn stepped up behind you, goosebumps spreading over your arms as he slowly brushed your hair over your shoulders so it fell down your back in slightly messy curls. Lips disconnecting from Cez's, you smiled as Shawn immediately curled a hand around your chin and tilted your head back so he could capture your lips in an upside down kiss.

Letting himself fall back so he laid flat on his back with his feet still touching the floor, Cez adjusted you on top of him and growled as his length pushed between your folds so the tip rubbed against your clit with your panties still in between. Your gasp interrupted the kiss just shortly before Shawn connected his lips to yours again, your hands bracing on Cez's thighs behind you as you started to rock your hips, his shaft sliding back and forth against the fabric and giving both of you the perfect kind of friction.

Giving Shawn a smirk as he pulled back, you turned to Cez who had his eyebrows furrowed in pleasure with the way you were rolling your hips against him. Bending over him, you braced a hand beside his head and found his lips in a chaste kiss while you reached for the pack of condoms. Shawn licked his lips, his gaze eagerly trailing over your bare backside, hands caressing and squeezing your bum before his eyes focused on your hand that reached back to him, shiny square between two of your fingers.

Grinning widely, he took it and quickly ripped it open while you tangled your hands into Cez's hair, his lips chasing yours while his hands had settled on your hips, guiding your movements. Though, your motions stopped completely and your head dropped to rest on his chest as Shawn pressed into you after simply pushing your panties aside, your walls stretching open around him and a whimper falling from your lips as he bottomed out in a smooth thrust.

"Fuck," Shawn's moan filled the room, his blunt nails digging into your ass as he waited for you to adjust, only moving when you wriggled your hips against him.

You were limp and breathless, the position allowing him to thrust so deep that you were sure you'd be seeing stars soon while Cez's hands combed through your hair in a calming way. Blue eyes met yours as you lifted your head, his lips curving into a soft smile while his hands cupped your cheeks. The feeling of Shawn's length moving deep inside of you while Cez kissed you again had your mind spinning in the best way, your hips picking up their former movements.

You couldn't remember ever having felt so overwhelmed before- you were torn between concentrating on Shawn inside of you and Cez grinding against you, both of them delivering the best kind of pleasure you had ever received. Breaking away from Cez's lips, you braced a hand on his chest and reached the other one back, finding the back of Shawn's neck and pulling him closer. His chest flattened against your back without stopping the motions of his hips, his lips touching the crook of your neck in sloppy kisses.

It was only a rather brief moment when you and Shawn both looked down on Cez with dark eyes, but he had to swallow heavily. Having both of you looking at him like that definitely shouldn't turn him on as much as it did, he decided and placed his hands around your waist as he started to meet the movements of your hips while you turned your head to kiss Shawn again.

Shawn got quite vocal as he neared his high- his moans increased, beautiful quiet sounds falling from his lips while his head pushed against the side of your neck. His arms wrapped around your waist to keep you pressed up against him, still allowing you to grind against Cez while his thrusts quickened. Your name left his lips in a choked sound as he came, blunt nails scratching at your sides while he grunted against your neck, riding his high out with a few sloppy thrusts.

He knew you were close, so he clenched his jaw and tried to ignore how sensitive he was as he kept thrusting into you with slow movements of his hips while he mouthed at your neck.

Resting your cheek against Cez's chest, you clawed at his sides and trembled on top of him before you came with a cry. Your high quite literally knocked the breath out of you, your legs quivering as you gasped and whimpered, the feeling of Cez slowly rocking his hips back and forth to create a gentle friction while Shawn gave you a few lazy thrusts had your mind reeling. Your walls clenching around his sensitive cock made Shawn groan, his grip on you tightening as he slowly pulled out of you.

Leaving a few soft kisses over your back, Shawn eventually stepped back, his presence behind you disappearing completely.

You only released a soft hum as Cez turned the two of you over so you laid on your back beneath him, relaxing into the mattress while he shifted around, the crinkling sound of the condom wrapper reaching you before it was ripped open.

You slowly forced your eyes open as he leaned over you, hands bracing on either side of your head and a smile spreading over his lips. Your hands were still trembling a bit as you reached up to cup his face, pulling him down into a kiss that he kept slow and chaste while you caught your breath. Your heartbeat slowly went back to normal- or at least as normal as it could get with such an attractive and naked man on top of you. "Please," you mumbled between kisses.

He pulled back, his eyes caring as he gently brushed your hair back. "You sure, darling? I don't mind if you need a break," he whispered.

"Go easy on me?"

"Of course," he smiled and stole another quick kiss from you before he sat up. You caught sight of Shawn across the room, still fully naked and spread out over the couch, his head tilted back and eyes closed while his chest was still moving a bit faster than normal. You had to grin, relieved that you weren't the only one completely out of breath before your attention went back to Cez who guided your legs around his hips, your thighs resting over his. Your crotch was almost touching his, but yet he left a few inches between that had you squirming in an attempt to get closer, only giving up when he grasped onto your waist and held you in place. "Patience, baby," he chuckled softly and slowly caressed his fingertips over your bare torso, goosebumps breaking out on your skin.

You reached down to grasp his knees on either side of your hips, your teeth digging into your bottom lip as you realized that you were in for lots of teasing- and yet you couldn't help but feel excited.

He took his sweet time- his fingers exploring your soft skin, tracing along the curve of your boobs, but never actually touching you in the places you so desperately wanted him to. He noticed how you nibbled on your bottom lip and how your eyebrows furrowed in pleasure as he neared your nipples only to have frustration filling your features as his touch drifted down again. But deep down you loved it. And he knew it.

Your eyes fell shut as his fingers slowly and gently caressed your stomach, every now and then brushing along the waistband of your panties before he moved back again. He chuckled again as you lightly bucked your hips up whenever he neared your panties, though he never acted on it. And it wasn't until you stopped that he finally moved a hand lower, your eyes opening to look at him as your breath hitched in your throat at the feeling of his fingers lightly brushing over your sensitive clit through the fabric. You moaned his name in need and lightly dug your nails into his knees, spreading your legs a bit more as he put just a little bit more pressure behind his actions.

"Shh, we'll get there, darling. I promise," he whispered and moved his free hand up to give your nipples minimal attention. You pressed your lips together and muffled a moan, glaring at him as he smirked. A whine left your lips as he immediately stopped, his hands leaving your body and your back immediately arching like you searched for his touch, your eyes frustrated. "Attitude won’t get you anywhere, baby," he said, his voice not so soft anymore.

"I'm sorry."

"Are you going to be good?"

You nodded and whispered a soft 'Yes', a little sound escaping your lips as his hands returned to your body after a teasing pause. It was torturous, the way he barely touched you, his fingers so light on your skin. Your eyebrows furrowed, teeth harshly digging into your bottom lip as you forced yourself to stay silent instead of complaining.

So when he suddenly pushed his index finger down on your clit with just the perfect amount of pressure and friction with the fabric in between you couldn't hold back the cry that left your lips, your hands tightly holding on to his thighs as your body squirmed against his hand. Moving his finger just a bit, he watched with satisfaction as your body reacted to the stimulation, your spine arching off the bed and chest heaving. "Please," you begged once more.

"Please what?" he grinned and slowly took his hand away, your body slumping into the mattress as you swallowed back a whine.

"Let me come. Fuck me. Anything," you begged, and if you weren't so far gone and so frustrated you'd probably laugh at yourself for actually begging him.

"Which one, darling?" he asked and grasped the waistband of your soaked panties, slowly peeling the fabric off your legs as you looked up to him with pleading eyes.

"The first."

Your eyes fell shut again as his fingers slowly circled around your clit, this time without any kind of fabric in between, teasing you for a moment before he put a little more pressure on and received a moan from you. You were so pretty, laid out and so willing, the sight of your hardened nipples having his mouth watering with desire to just lean down and devour your chest, but he didn't. Not yet.

It didn't take long for you to start squirming beneath him, your hips slowly moving to meet his actions as you neared your high, and you were so surprised that he let you that you didn't put too much thought into it. Which, you deeply regretted as you were right on the brink, just needing one more perfectly placed rub of his fingers when he withdrew his hand, chuckling at the whimper he received.

"Cez…"

"I'll let you come, I promise," he smiled, leaning down to capture your lips in a tender kiss. He pushed your legs apart a bit more, his body shifting as he didn't interrupt the kiss for a few more seconds before he slowly leaned back. A gasp left your lips at the feeling of the swollen crown of his cock pushing against your folds, stretching you open as he moved his hips forwards, his eyes staying locked on yours. Your eyes fluttered, but you forced them to stay open as he had his entire length buried inside you, stretching your walls and leaving you feeling satisfyingly full. His finger returned to your clit, your hands moving to grasp his shoulders as he gave the bundle of nerves a few skilled flicks before he had you coming undone beneath him, your walls clenching around his cock like you tried to pull him in deeper as your nails scratched at his skin, moans of his name spilling from your lips. He worked you through it, not stopping his motions on your clit while he slowly moved his hips back and forth to give you a little more friction, his eyes not leaving your face as he took in your blissed out expression.

And he knew when to pull his hand away, knowing that you'd get too sensitive if he continued like that now, instead moving so his body settled on top of yours while you slowly recovered, your eyes slowly focusing on him again. He gave you a soft smile that you returned a little weakly, your bones feeling heavy and spent as he leaned down to kiss you again. You cupped his face in trembling hands as he slowly moved his hips, pulling out just about halfway before he gently thrust back into you, knowing that you'd go into sensory overload if he'd start pounding into you now.

Pulling back, he braced his lower arms on either side of you as he looked at you with caring eyes, the head of his cock still slowly dragging back and forth along your walls. "You doing okay?" he whispered, turning his head to place a kiss on your palm as you let your thumb brush along his cheekbone. You nodded and gave him a small smile, his head dipping to your neck where he placed chaste kisses while keeping up the gentle pace of his hips moving against yours.

He kept his earlier promise- his thrusts were slow and gentle, patiently waiting until you gave him the sign to go faster while he placed soft kisses over your neck. "God, you feel so good," he groaned against your neck, reaching down to guide one of your thighs over his hip before he picked up the pace, his fingers curling into the sheets on either side of you.

Your hands clawed and lightly scratched his back, your moans and whimpers filling the quiet room. You were still so sensitive from your previous orgasms and you knew that he wouldn't be happy unless he got another one out of you.

A movement in the corner of your eye caught your attention, your gaze shifting over Cez's shoulder to catch Shawn's dark eyes staring right at you. His hand was wrapped around his already fully hard length again, giving himself some lazy pumps while a smirk played on his lips. The sight made you release a quiet moan that dragged into a whimper as Cez hit the perfect spot, your walls clenching around him and receiving a grunt from him.

You didn't know how, but Cez just managed to hit all the right spots in all the right ways. It was like he knew exactly how to roll his hips to have you panting beneath him. But it wasn't until he pushed an arm under your hips that you fully realized how he knew exactly what he was doing. Your back arched and you cried out as he hit your g-spot with every thrust, complete pleasure washing over you as you started to tremble. "Fuck," you moaned, his teeth gently digging into your shoulder.

Lifting his head, he nibbled on your earlobe while your body squirmed beneath him. "Can you come like this for me?" he murmured, his voice deeper and raspy, the sound making you release a quiet moan.

Your gaze went over to Shawn again who gave you the most seductive smirk you had ever seen. 'Come' he mouthed, biting his bottom lip as his thumb teased his sensitive tip. 'Come for us'

You didn't know what ended up pushing you over the edge- the sight of Shawn while he encouraged you to let go or Cez moving inside of you in all the right ways. Your nails dug into Cez's shoulders and your eyes squeezed shut as you trembled beneath him, your walls squeezing around his length while you whimpered over and over.

He knew exactly when to slow down again, leaving small pecks over your neck as your head lolled back. And even with the change of pace it didn't take him much longer to reach his high, his head pushing into the crook of your neck where he panted and groaned against your skin. His length heavily twitched against your walls while he jerkily thrust into you a few more times before he stilled.

Taking a deep breath, he slowly pulled out of you and placed several calming kisses over your jaw as you released a quiet whimper. Your eyelids were heavy as you looked up to him, his blue eyes satisfied and exhausted as he gave you a fond smile. "You did so well, darling," he murmured, a smile tugging at the corner of your lips.

He helped you come down by combing his hands through your hair over and over while he left soft kisses all over your face, patiently waiting until your chest wasn't heaving anymore and you completely relaxed beneath him. "Thank you," you mumbled and gave him a lazy smile that made him grin.

Placing a soft kiss on your lips, he trailed a few more over your cheek until he reached your ear. "Why don't you make our Rockstar feel good again? Hmm, baby?" Cez murmured, your breath hitching in your throat. "Can you do that for me?" he added, reaching over to get another condom that he placed in your palm.

You inhaled deeply before you found yourself nodding, his body rolling off of yours and allowing you to get up.

"Wish you had less of your so called experience and more of my stamina now, huh?" Shawn teased, only receiving an amused chuckle from Cez. Your knees were shaky as you approached him where he was lounging on the couch, a smirk on his lips as he let go of his cock and instead sat up. He relaxed back against the couch while his eyes eagerly trailed over your naked body. "Hi, beautiful," he rasped, his hands reaching for you to grasp your hips as you threw a leg over him and straddled his thighs. Leaning in to capture his lips in a quick kiss, you gave him a grin before you sat back again and ripped the foil open. He sucked in a breath as he watched how you rolled the condom over his length before you shifted on top of him, his hands guiding you before he reached down to grip the base of his throbbing cock.

His eyes moved up to watch your reaction as you lowered yourself down on him, a moan falling from your lips and your head tilting back as he stretched you out once again, your sensitive walls gripping him. "Fuck, Shawn," you whimpered, your nails digging into his abs.

His hands gently curled around yours, fingers weaving through yours and feeling you cling to them. "Shhh, take your time, honey," he whispered, peppering soft kisses over your knuckles while you slowly rolled your hips against his. "No need to rush. I'm not going anywhere," he murmured, smiling up to you as you stopped your movements and took a deep breath. "C'mere," he breathed and tugged you closer, letting go of your hands to instead cup your face as he pulled you into a tender kiss. You relaxed on top of him, your chest flush against his with his length buried deep inside of you, occasionally lightly twitching against your walls.

Mid-kiss you slowly started to move your hips again, pushing yourself up just a bit before you lowered yourself down again, his moan muffled against your mouth. His hands moved down to cup your butt as he helped you move, but he didn't rush you. He didn't try to get you to move faster, instead let you go at your own pace, leaving soft kisses over your shoulders and neck once your lips disconnected from his.

He was so patient with you and you couldn't express how thankful you were for that. Your entire body was exhausted but yet you wanted to make him feel good once more.

"Do you think you can give me another one, baby?" he whispered as he realized that his high was slowly approaching, a comforting hand rubbing over your back as you inhaled sharply. "It's okay if you can't," he quickly added, knowing that your limits had been pushed immensely tonight.

"I'll try," you mumbled.

He grinned almost proudly. "That's my girl." The nickname made your heart skip a beat, but before you could dwell too much on it he dipped a hand between your legs. Your entire body jerked and you gasped his name as he circled two fingers over your clit. "Stop me if it gets too much."

You took a deep breath and nodded, your hands on his shoulders as you continued to steadily roll your hips against his.

It didn't take much for either of you to get close again- he was already so worked up from watching Cez getting you off. So he put more efforts into the patterns he rubbed over your clit, determined to get you to come before him this time. Your thighs immediately tensed up on either side of him while your body started to tremble, your grip on his shoulders tightening.

"I can't," you choked out and shook your head, your eyes heavy and full of desire.

"Come on, honey. I know you're right there," he encouraged you, your teeth tightly digging into your bottom lip and your eyes falling shut. It was more of a sob than a moan as you came around him, your whole body going limp as your walls wildly fluttered around him. You clung to him, arms wrapping around his neck and your quick pants right next to his ear.

Quickly twisting, he laid you down so he was on top of you, his weight crushing you in the best way as you wrapped your arms and legs around him while he delivered a few more forceful thrusts before he stilled completely. His arms clutched at your waist and his face was hidden in the crook of your neck as he whimpered against your skin, his length twitching deep inside of you. Your nails dug into his shoulders as you trembled beneath him, his hips jerking against yours a few more times while he rode out the last waves of his orgasm before he slumped on top of you.

Biting his bottom lip, he slowly pulled out of you and noticed how you tightened your legs around him like you wanted to keep him close. Smiling softly, he lifted his head and met your exhausted eyes. "You okay, honey?" he whispered, peppering a few chaste kisses over your forehead and temples. You swallowed heavily and nodded, your eyes falling shut as he found your lips in a couple of tender kisses before he pushed himself up. "Be right back," he murmured, placing one last kiss on your forehead before he got up.

You felt completely drained and exhausted as you turned to lay on your side and closed your eyes, your legs pulling up to your chest that was heaving as you struggled to breathe. You tuned them out completely, barely aware of their low murmurs until a gentle hand placed on your back, a whimper falling from your lips. "Shhh."

"Give her a minute to breathe," Cez's voice reached you, "it's been a lot for her."

"I just wanted to make sure she's fine," Shawn responded, his voice worried.

You swallowed heavily and took a deep breath. "I'm fine."

"See? How would you feel if you just got fucked by two guys?"

"Probably very sore," Shawn giggled, Cez's chuckle following.

"You're an idiot."

It took you a few more minutes until you finally cracked your eyes open, finding the hotel room exactly how it was before. Clothes were still strewn all over the floor, the sheets on the bed were wrinkled and disheveled. The two of them were only in boxer briefs as they quietly talked, Shawn being the first one to catch your gaze. Giving you a soft smile, he approached you and quickly grabbed something hanging over one of the armchairs while you sat up. "Here, come on," Shawn murmured, careful as he helped you into the T-shirt he had gotten from his suitcase earlier, his smell completely surrounding you and putting you at ease. You grinned widely as he pulled your hair out from under the collar and smoothed down the tangled strands.

"I can dress myself, you know?" you giggled, looking up to him with carefree and tired eyes.

A wide grin spread over his lips, his finger playfully nudging the tip of your nose and receiving a laugh from you. "And I like to spoil you, so deal with it."

Cez approached, crouching down in front of you and giving you a fond smile. "You need anything, darling? I can run to your room and get you some stuff if you want me to."

You shook your head. "I think I'll be fine, thanks. I just need to regain any kind of feeling in my legs again," you grinned and wiggled your toes a bit.

The smirk that spread over Shawn’s lips immediately let you know that he was up to no good. You squealed in surprise as he grabbed you and easily threw you over his shoulder, finding yourself facing his back. "Cez, help!" you laughed followed by a surprised gasp as Shawn playfully smacked your bum. "Shawn!"

He only chuckled, his grip on your thighs secure as he crossed the hotel room and stepped into the bathroom where the light was still on. He was so careful as he set you down, only letting go of you once he was sure that you were steady on your feet. What he didn't expect was that you would wrap your arms around his waist and cling to him, worry settling in his chest as he gently brushed his hands through your hair before he placed a kiss on your head. "You sure you're doing okay, honey?" he whispered, keeping a hand on the back of your head while the other rubbed over your shoulders and down your back.

You didn't respond for a long moment before you inhaled deeply, your eyelashes brushing his chest every time you blinked. He placed another kiss on your head as you nodded. "Just overwhelmed. Like, in a good way, but still overwhelmed."

"Cez and I will help you calm down with cuddles after you're finished in here, okay?" he murmured and gave you a soft smile as you tilted your head up to look at him. "You're going to be okay until then?" he asked, worry lacing his voice.

"Absolutely."

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They were both in bed when you stepped out of the bathroom, Cez still sitting up and leaning against the headboard with his phone in his hands while Shawn was laying down, a hand behind his head while the two of them laughed at something. Both of their gazes found you, pretty similar gentle smiles spreading over their lips. Leaning a shoulder against the doorway, you crossed your arms in front of your chest and raised an eyebrow at them. "What are you two giggling about?"

They both grinned widely, Shawn's gaze shamelessly trailing down your bare legs. "We were just saying how we should write your friend a thank-you card," Cez explained while placing his phone on the beside table before he turned back to you.

"God, please don't," you responded with a chuckle, "she'll never shut up about it if she ever hears about this."

"Even more reason to write a card," Shawn teased, giving you a wink as you glared at him. "Gonna come join us?" His voice had dropped to a murmur.

Cez patted the spot in the middle, right between them. "Got a spot saved for you. And I believe Shawn promised you cuddles."

The temptation to just walk over to them and join them was so high, but you forced yourself to stay right where you were. You lightly bit your bottom lip as you hesitated, immediately seeing the way both of them got worried. Shawn sat up, the covers bunching around his hips as he looked at you with attentive eyes. "Are you guys sure that spending the night like this is a good idea?" you asked and uncrossed your arms to instead toy with the hem of the T-shirt.

"What's the problem with it?" Shawn asked.

You shrugged and nibbled around on your bottom lip. "What if someone finds us like this in the morning?"

"The door is locked," Cez reminded you. "And we'll just make sure that no one sees us getting out of here when we sneak out in the morning” He added with a wink and a grin, actually managing to ease your worries. Your tense shoulders visibly relaxed as you nodded and took a deep breath. "So?" he asked and lifted the middle of the blanket as a silent invitation.

Smiling, you crossed the room and crawled on the bed, soon finding yourself between the two of them.

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You woke up wrapped up in Cez's arms, his chest pressed up against your back and quiet snores muffled into your hair. Opening your eyes, you faced the semi dark room. And Shawn's eyes. He gave you a soft smile and took your hand into his as you reached out to him, fingers lacing through yours. "Go back to sleep," he whispered so quietly that you barely heard him.

"Why are you awake?" you mumbled sleepily.

"Why are you?"

A grin spread over your lips. "Good point," you giggled, Cez's arms tightening around you as he released a soft sigh, but didn't wake up. "You okay with everything that happened earlier?" you whispered, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. "I mean, we've only talked about me being okay all the time. That was quite a new thing for you too."

His features softened as he raised your tangled hands and placed a soft kiss on your knuckles. "To be really honest with you, I was also a bit scared that things would get weird. But we just can't let it get weird," he shrugged and grinned, "it's really that simple."

His eyelids fluttered and a smile tugged at the corner of his lips as you reached your free hand over to him, gently cupping the side of his face. "The world would be a so much easier place if everyone was a bit more like you," you told him in a voice that was barely above a whisper, his eyes opening fully again as he looked at you with pure admiration written in his eyes. He gently squeezed your hand in return, his thumb slowly brushing back and forth. "Kiss me?"

He grinned as he shifted closer to you where you were still wrapped up in Cez's embrace, Shawn's soft lips finding yours in the dark. It was easy and gentle. No rush behind it. No intentions behind it.

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A pair of arms wrapping around you woke you up for the second time that morning. He tugged you a bit closer to his comfortably warm body, letting you eagerly snuggle into his chest as he held you close. "I hate to say this, but you need to get up," Shawn murmured, his voice still full of sleep and his arms that tightened around you bringing an entirely different message across.

"Five more minutes?" you mumbled, so close to drifting off to sleep again with his body wrapped around you like this.

You heard the bathroom door open before a quiet sigh followed. "Fuck, it's so hard not to just get back into bed when I see you two like this," Cez said.

You smiled into Shawn's chest. "You're the meanie who decided that it's time to get up," Shawn grumbled and tangled his legs with yours.

"I mean, you guys can stay like this if you don't mind getting caught? Probably by Andrew?" Cez replied, sighing as the two of you stayed silent. Both of you whined as the covers were roughly yanked off your bodies just a moment later, your eyes opening to glare at Cez. "Don't think that will work on me," he grinned, reaching out to tickle your foot.

You immediately squirmed away with a giggle. "Okay, stop. I'll get up," you gave in, reluctantly detaching yourself from Shawn and stumbling into the bathroom. It didn't take long for you to get dressed, finding yourself ready to go just minutes later.

"You stay here. I'll make sure the coast is clear," Cez told you, a giggle falling from your lips as you watched how he snuck out of the room.

Turning to Shawn, you grinned as he sat on the edge of the bed, still only in a pair of boxers and hair beyond ruffled. "Thanks for last night," you mumbled and slowly stepped closer to him.

"Nuh-uh," he shook his head and yawned, his arms reaching out to you and tugging you in between his spread legs, his forehead bumping against your stomach. "Thank you. For trusting both me and Cez like that," he mumbled and sighed in content as you tangled your hands into his hair to gently scratch his scalp.

"'knew you'd be good to me," you responded, his grin hidden against your stomach before he tilted his head up to look at you with slightly dazed and sleepy eyes. Your phone vibrated in your pocket, making you pull away from him. "That's my sign. See you at the meeting later?"

"Of course," he grinned, his eyes following you until you closed the door and disappeared out of sight.

Cez was waiting in an empty elevator for you, a foot shoved between the doors to keep them from closing and a big grin spreading over his lips. "Not going to lie, I expected that I would have to go back to drag you out of bed again," he chuckled as you stepped into the elevator, the doors closing before it started moving down.

"Would you have punished me?" you teased and playfully bumped your shoulder against his as he released a breathy laugh.

Wrapping an arm around your shoulders, he planted a soft kiss on your temple before he placed his lips against your ear. "Don't start something you won't get to finish." Right in that moment the elevator came to a stop and the doors opened with a ding, your heart beating a bit faster in your chest as you detached yourself from him so you could step out of the elevator, turning back to look at him. "See you later, darling."

"Later," you breathed, a grin playing on his lips as the doors closed again.

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Dirty Little Secret (Who Has To Know?) Part 10

A/N: Special shoutout to @onmyshawn for all the creative input and @waitonmedarling for proof reading and editing all the dumb mistakes I made *sigh*

Words: 6k

Pairing: Cez/Reader

Warning: smut

But deep down you knew that the heat had nothing to do with any of this. It was all Cez.

"Remember what happened last time we went to a bar together- before this trip? Just the two of us?"

The words left his mouth before he could stop them, his gaze shamelessly trailing down your bare legs. The way you looked tonight should be illegal- your dress hugged all of your curves just perfectly and he just wanted to put his hands all over you. He had been sporting a semi ever since you had left the apartment earlier that night.

Especially when you had stepped out of your room and asked him to zip you up, showing him that you weren't wearing a bra underneath as you had turned your back to him. His thoughts had been running wild since then.

You didn't seem to be surprised by his question, your eyebrows simply raising in amusement as you fiddled with the drink in front of you. "You mean when we were in Spain?" you asked and grinned as he nodded. "Remember how we said that we wouldn't ever talk about it again and that it would stay a one time thing?" you reminded him.

The smirk that spread over his lips was cocky, his gaze trailing down your body again as you turned on your barstool to look at him properly. "Remember that we also said the exact same thing about the first threesome?" he returned and followed your example, his legs spread apart with enough room for your crossed ones to fit in between.

"We're obviously bad at keeping promises," you giggled.

"I know we could've fucked up our entire professional working relationship that night," he started, your gaze dropping to his hand as he lightly touched the outside of your knee, "but I really enjoyed those few hours with you," he told you. His cocky smirk had turned into a coy smile as you looked into his eyes again.

"Cez?" you mumbled, your head tilting back a bit further as he found the sensitive spot on your neck. He simply hummed against your skin, his body comfortably settled between your legs. "Promise me that it'll stay a one time thing." You released a little breathy moan as he slowly rolled his hips against yours, clothed cock grinding against your panties. "We can't let this affect work in any way."

"You know, I would've done it again," you told him and grinned as he raised an eyebrow.

"What stopped you?"

You shrugged and felt his fingers slowly trace higher, his other hand also having found your thigh by now. "You never made a move. And I was scared that it would really affect work if we turned it into a regular thing."

You could see the surprise written on his face. "So you didn’t just want a second time, but possibly even a recurring thing?"

Biting your bottom lip in a way that you hoped would look somewhat seductive, you had to force back the grin as you noticed how his eyes dilated a bit and his fingers slowly snuck higher. "Back then, yeah," you nodded and felt his fingers reach the edge of your dress.

"And what do you want now?" he asked quietly, fingertips just barely sneaking below your dress before they pulled back again. Instead he simply rested his hands on your thighs, his thumbs slowly brushing back and forth over your bare skin.

You scooted forward a bit in your seat and leaned in closer to him, feeling how his grip on you immediately tightened. He swallowed heavily as you rested your hands high on his thighs, so high that he would only have to shift a bit for you to palm him over his jeans. "Right now?" you whispered, your gaze not leaving his. "I think you know exactly what I want."

He knew it was a bold move. He knew that it could ruin everything between you. He knew it could make everything awkward for the rest of your time working together- which could be years. But he also felt so confident about it, the little signs you had given him all night long became more and more obvious the more time passed between you.

Your eyes were blown wide and he could see the desire written in them as he pulled back to look at you, grinning as you nodded. "I was hoping you'd say that."

With a soft smirk on his lips he closed the gap between you, inwardly sighing in relief. He had been dying to kiss you again after your little make out session the other day. But he kept it rather innocent and short, trying to keep in mind that you were in a public place and he couldn't just pull you into his lap- no matter how much he wanted to. "Do you want to get out of here?" he murmured, so quietly that you definitely wouldn't have heard it in the crowded bar if he wasn't so close.

You turned your head a bit sideways as he nosed along your jaw, a grin spreading over your lips. "What, does the old man need to go to bed already?" you teased and gasped as his teeth nipped on your earlobe.

"Darling," he rasped, his hands sliding up and down your thighs and leaving a trail of goosebumps behind, "you and I both know that you're getting a kick out of the age difference," he murmured into your ear.

He expected you to tease him a little more, make him work for it, but instead you slid off the barstool and stood between his legs. His hands had automatically moved up your thighs to rest on the sides of your butt, desperately wishing that he could just push his hands under your dress and feel more of your skin. He almost held his breath as you placed your hands on his chest and slowly let them slip further down, his heart racing as he wondered what the hell you were going to do now- in a crowded place like this. But before you reached the top of his jeans your touch left him and instead you took his hand into yours, giving him a smirk that had him suppressing a moan.

He didn't question it, simply followed you as you guided him through the bar, his eyes widening as he realized that you were approaching the restrooms. Quietly murmuring your name, the only response he got was your hand squeezing his as the two of you stepped into one of the- thankfully- empty restrooms where you immediately pulled him into a stall. He was breathless as you pushed him to sit down on the closed toilet lid, his hands on your hips pulling you between his legs.

His eyes were pleading as he looked up to you, fingers lightly digging into your skin as he tugged you even closer while pushing his face against your chest. You grinned and tangled a hand into his hair, enjoying the kisses he placed on your clothed chest before his teeth found your nipples. You gasped his name and tugged on his hair as he very gently nibbled on the hardened buds through the fabric, getting so lost in the feeling that it took you several moments to remember why you had taken him here.

You took a step back and grinned as his grip on you tightened like he wanted to pull you back in when someone else stepped into the restroom, his eyes widened. But the look of panic in his eyes vanished as quickly as it had appeared when you sunk to your knees in front of him. His lips parted as he watched how you undid his jeans and pulled the zipper down, mouthing your name as you reached under his boxers and pulled his hard cock out. Shaking your head, you raised your free hand and placed a finger on your lips to silently tell him to be quiet before you rested your hand on his thigh and leaned in.

He sucked in a sharp breath as you slowly licked from the base to the tip where you twirled your tongue around the sensitive head before you wrapped your lips around him. Biting his lip to stop himself from moaning, he tilted his head back and tangled his hands into your hair as you took more of him into your mouth while your hand held him at the base.

You barely even took notice of the person leaving again until Cez released a deep moan and whimpered your name. "More," he mumbled and- without applying too much pressure- gave you a gentle hint to take more of him. You wanted to laugh at the light push against the back of your head, but followed his request as you leaned in further until his tip bumped against the back of your throat. He released a low growl at the feeling and tightened his grip on your hair, breathing shakily as you pulled back until you only sucked on his tip again. "God, you just know how to drive me insane, don't you?" he sighed, your gaze moving up to meet his blown eyes watching you.

You put on your best innocent eyes and blinked up at him in a way that had him groaning loudly while you moved down his length again, making sure to push your tongue against the vein on the underside of his dick.

You felt so powerful there on your knees, working him closer and closer to his high that he was so desperate for. And you felt even more powerful as you noticed him starting to tremble and breathe heavier while his length twitched against your tongue, chuckling inwardly as you pulled back with a wet sound. "No, fuck. Come back," he whined and tried to push your head back to his crotch, but you were getting up. "What-?"

"Payback, darling," you grinned and pecked his lips, hinting at the fact that he’d had so much fun edging you during your last time together.

You gasped as he quickly got up and pushed you up against the locked door, his eyes darkened. "You think you're funny, huh?" he grinned, slightly taken aback as you returned the grin with so much sass instead of backing down like he had expected you to. And out of all the possible reactions from him you never expected that he would chuckle and playfully nudge his forehead against yours. "Let’s go home, kitten."

The nickname gave you immediate goosebumps.

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There was one thing you were absolutely certain of- Cez totally had a thing for pushing his girls up against walls and kissing them until they were breathless. You would probably grin at the realization if his tongue hadn't been busy exploring your mouth while his hands were seemingly everywhere, caressing, pinching and grabbing. You started wondering if he would end up taking you right here against the wall, his jeans simply shoved down and your panties only pushed aside-

The feeling of his hands sneaking below your dress brought you back to reality, fingertips tracing up the back of your thighs before he cupped your butt in his strong hands. You hummed into the kiss and tightened your arms around his neck as he gave you a firm squeeze, simultaneously pulling you up against his crotch where you could feel the hard outline of his cock pressing against your thigh.

You grinned as he broke the kiss to get his mouth on your neck, remembering how fidgety he had been during the entire car ride back to his place, trying to adjust himself in his jeans over and over and muttering how it was all your fault when you had giggled at him.

You gasped as he dropped to his knees in front of you, his hands tracing all over your thighs while he peppered a few soft pecks over your skin, slowly going higher. Tightly biting your bottom lip, you couldn't stop the whimpers from escaping as his head slowly disappeared underneath your dress.

He kissed over the front of your panties and briefly pushed his tongue against your clit through the fabric before he moved higher up. His teeth bit into the waistband, slowly dragging the piece of clothing down until it dropped to pool around your feet. You leaned back against the wall and closed your eyes as he guided one of your legs over his shoulder before his tongue was right where you wanted him most, licking a broad stripe through your folds until he reached your clit where his lips wrapped around the bundle of nerves.

You were a gasping and moaning mess, his tongue working in all the right ways to have your thighs trembling already. And yet he pulled back with a unhappy grunt and shook his head while he got to his feet again when he remembered the promise he had made to take his time with you. "We're going to do this the right way," he said in a firm voice and, before you could react in any way, he grabbed you and threw you over his shoulder.

The way you giggled and lightly kicked your legs had him chuckling as he made his way up the stairs and into his bedroom where he carefully set you down on the floor, your eyes full of wonder as you looked around. You hadn't seen his bedroom at all yet and before you could fully appreciate it he got your full attention again by reaching around you to slowly tug the zipper of your dress down.

You raised an amused eyebrow that he returned with a wink and a smirk. Confusion filled his features as you placed your hands flat on his chest, but before he could ask you gave him a shove so he landed flat on his back on the big king sized bed. He chuckled and shifted further up until his head rested on the pillows before he propped himself up on his elbows, watching with darkened eyes as you let your dress fall to the floor where you left it along with your heels.

Left completely naked, you gave him a seductive smile and crawled over him, straddling his lap. His hands immediately came to rest on your butt as he tugged to get you to move higher up, which you followed at first without thinking much about it. It wasn't until you were kneeling over his chest that you realized what he wanted. "No way. My thighs are way too big for that. I'll choke you," you protested and ignored his pushing hands trying to get you to move.

"Promise?" he smirked and gave you a final firm yank, successfully having you kneeling right above his face. Your mouth dropped open as his eyes filled with pure desire as he looked up to you, slowly licking over his bottom lip before he lifted his head off the bed to get a taste of you again. His eyes immediately fluttered closed as he moaned against your core, keeping you attached to his mouth and pulling you down with him as he rested his head on the bed again.

Both of your hands reached down to tangle into his unruly hair while his fingers tightly gripped your butt cheeks, his mouth eagerly working on your most sensitive parts. "Oh my god," you breathed and tightly bit your bottom lip, your head tilted down to watch him.

He had his eyes closed, all of his features relaxed like he couldn't imagine being in a better place right now with his mouth sucking on your clit and his hands kneading your butt. The way his beard felt on the inside of your thighs had you absolutely speechless, the scratching and yet kind of tickling sensation something you had missed so much. He could feel how you slowly started to relax above him, having to keep himself from grinning at the realization that you trusted him enough with this even though you were insecure about it first.

Tightening his grip on your bum and shifting you just a bit, he had you gasping and squirming as he pushed his tongue into you. "Ohmyfuckinggod," you whimpered as he curled his tongue just perfectly inside of you, one of your hands untangling from his hair to brace it against the headboard instead. "Cez, fuck," you moaned, panting and trembling above him, your eyes squeezing shut as your head tilted back.

He didn't stop until you were gasping for breath, pulling his tongue out of you again and placing a soft kiss on your clit. "Fuck, you taste so good," he murmured and lightly blew on your clit, your hand clutching the headboard as you moved away. He immediately released a deep growl and pulled you back down, your eyes opening to look down on him with a pleading expression in them. "Stay," he warned, his eyes on yours as he moved his focus to your clit again. You tightly bit your bottom lip and took a shaky breath, the way he kept switching between softly licking and roughly sucking making your heart race and chest heave.

He released a soft moan against your core as you slowly rocked your hips, his hands squeezing your butt in a way that encouraged you to keep going. Biting your bottom lip, you hesitated, but with the way he was looking up at you with begging eyes you grew a bit more confident. Rolling your hips again, you let your eyes fall closed as he moaned against your clit once more. His hands guided you until you fully gave in, shamelessly riding his tongue and having him moaning and groaning against you over and over.

He released a displeased grunt as your movements slowed down, trying to get you to pick up the former pace again, but you didn't follow his guiding hands. So, with a deep growl and a little bite to the inside of your thigh that made you yelp, he reached up to grip your waist and lift you up. You were breathless as you flopped down on your back beside him, your eyes closed and a little whimper falling from your lips as you felt him climb on top of you. Gentle hands traced down your sides while soft lips touched your neck in tender kisses, his voice nothing more than a whisper against your skin. "What's wrong?"

He had noticed how you were fighting against your high instead of chasing it. "I told you, I'll choke you," you sighed and opened your eyes as he slowly kissed his way down your body. Grinning against your stomach, he shook his head and moved between your legs as you spread them for him again.

"'wish you could see how pretty you look right now," he murmured and dipped his head down, wet lips touching the inside of your thighs. Biting your bottom lip, you released a soft moan as he lightly sucked on your clit before he pulled back again to place a few more kisses over your thighs. Lips parting, he sucked on your skin, desperate to leave a mark behind on you that would remind you of this for the next few days. You mumbled his name in a pleading way and moved a hand down to tangle it into his hair while he reached up, cupping your boobs in his hands and teasing your nipples. You hummed in protest as he shifted to kiss over your lower stomach, meeting his smug gaze as you looked down on him. "What makes you think that you deserve to come after you teased me so much earlier?" he asked, chuckling as you pouted. "Don't think that I forgot about that," he grinned and placed one more kiss right below your belly button before he pushed himself up.

You whined and watched as he climbed off the bed. "God, I hate you," you sighed and rolled to lay on your stomach, the sound of clothes rustling and hitting the floor reaching you.

You couldn't stop the soft smile as he crawled on top of you, his lips immediately attaching to your back and leaving small pecks behind that made you hum in content. Parting your legs, you allowed him to settle down between them, his chest pressing flush to your back and a hand braced on the pillows beside your head to keep his full weight off you. "Do you really?" he murmured and brushed your hair aside so he could place tender kisses over the side of your neck, his fingertips tickling down your side before he gently gripped your hip.

"Maybe," you muttered and felt how he grinned against your skin. "But you could try to make up for it," you suggested. He released a low growl and lightly bit your shoulder as your hips raised just a bit off the bed, his own instinctively pushing forward so his hard length brushed through your slick folds. Turning your head to the side so your left cheek was pressed against the mattress, you grinned as he immediately moved to nibble on your jaw in an almost playful way. "Cez, please," you whispered, your eyes opening just as he shifted to place a kiss on the corner of your mouth.

"You sure?" he whispered, his hand on your hip squeezing gently as you squirmed like you were trying to get him to move, the way you rubbed your core over his cock making him breathe a little heavier. "It's your call. I don't mind using a condom."

You nodded and closed your eyes again as he moved to kiss along your shoulder again while his hand left your hip to instead reach for his throbbing cock. The way you tilted your hips against him had him smirking, seeing the way your fingers curled into the thick covers in a tight grip as he slowly pushed forward. Your reaction was immediate- your spine arched as you gasped, your eyebrows furrowed in pleasure as you quietly moaned his name.

The sight had him heavily twitching against your walls as he slowly pushed in deeper, bottoming out with a smooth thrust and staying buried deep inside of you. His teeth were lightly digging into your neck as he panted against your skin.

Last time he had been so concentrated on making you beg for him that he hadn't taken a moment to appreciate just how great you felt like this- so warm and so perfectly wet and your walls hugging him like you had been made just for him. It gave him the feeling like he belonged right here, deep inside of you.

"Shit, kitten," he murmured against your skin and shifted his hips like he tried to get even deeper inside of you, a little whimper falling from your lips. You were squirming underneath him as he pulled back just an inch before he immediately moved back into you like he couldn't stay away from you for too long. "Feel so good," he mumbled and pulled back further this time. He was quick to find a slow and deep pace- so deep that you were scrambling to hold on to anything, the feeling leaving you shaking beneath him.

Bracing his weight on his forearms on either side of you, he reached for your hands and intertwined his fingers with yours, letting you cling to them.

It was so quiet this time. Compared to the other two times he didn't feel the need to have you screaming below him- even though the sounds you made were the most beautiful ones he had ever heard. This time he wanted to let you bask in how perfectly the two of you fit together. He could feel that this time you needed him to love on you and not fuck you into the bed until it was about to break. "Fuck, Cez," you mumbled and lightly dug your nails into the back of his hands. "You're so good to me."

His heart roared in pride and a feeling of affection filled his chest. Tilting his head down, he peppered soft kisses along your shoulder and gently nibbled on your skin, his beard lightly scratching your skin and making you sigh.

The feeling of his lips on your cheek made you open your eyes, your head lifting off the pillows and turning to be able to kiss him. He quietly moaned into your mouth and shifted as you propped yourself up on your elbows, keeping your stomach flat on the bed. One of his hands untangled from yours to curl it around the front of your throat, taking notice of how you immediately tightened your grip on his hand.

You breathlessly moaned his name as he applied just a bit of pressure, a shiver running down your spine that had him grinning. "Cez, can we-" you swallowed heavily and felt his thumb pushing against your pulse point, feeling the way your heart raced, "can we switch?"

Placing a kiss on the side of your neck, he pulled out of you and pushed himself up on his knees. "Everything okay?" he murmured as he watched you turn on your back below him, his eyes eagerly taking in your naked body.

"Mhm," you hummed and reached out for him as he leaned over you, his lips exploring your chest while your hands tangled into his hair. "Back was starting to hurt," you mumbled and felt him smile against your chest before he quickly licked over one of your nipples.

He placed a few soft kisses up to your neck while your hands traced down his back, a low chuckle rumbling in his chest as you cupped his butt in your hands. "What're you doin' there, kitten?" he rasped, his muscles clenching a bit as you gave the cheeks a playful squeeze.

"Appreciating fine art," you giggled, your eyes full of joy as he pushed himself up to look down on you. His eyebrows raised as a mischievous smile spread over your lips, not getting the chance to ask before you already flipped the two of you over in a swift movement. But the surprised look on his face immediately turned into a smirk, placing his hands on your thighs as he looked up at you with eyes full of anticipation.

Biting his lip, he watched as you reached down and gripped his base- his cock twitching at the simple contact and making you grin- before you held him in place and lowered yourself down on him. It was way too hot to watch the way your eyelids fluttered and your lips parted with the quiet moan that slipped past while his length completely disappeared inside of you, his heart racing in his chest as he couldn’t decide where to look.

Your hands braced on his chest as you settled down on his lap, his eyes shifting back and forth between your face and where the two of you were connected so intimately. "Fuck, you're so beautiful," he sighed and bent his legs behind you, knees angled up and feet flat on the bed. A little smile spread over your lips as you pushed yourself up, releasing a gasp as he immediately thrust back into you. "C'mere," he murmured and smiled as you immediately folded yourself over him, your chest pressing against his and your lips finding his as you let him take control again. Your soft moans were muffled against his mouth as he kept his thrusts gentle, his hands caressing your thighs and butt and back.

His eyes were soft and warm as you pulled back and braced a hand beside his head, the other cupping his cheek. The way you studied his features gave him goosebumps, his head tilting back as you lowered yours to his neck. Your hand moved from his face to his chest where you rested it right above his rapidly beating heart, your lips working wonders on his neck.

"Remember the scratches you left on my back in Spain?" he murmured, feeling the way you smiled against his neck. Simply humming in response, you let your lips trail up to nibble on his earlobe, noticing how he shivered for a moment. "Think you can do that again?"

You chuckled and placed a hand on his chest as you pushed yourself up, his eyes greedily trailing down your nude body. "Think you're that good again?" you asked in return, seeing something in his features shift as a smirk spread over his lips.

Sitting up, he found your lips in a passionate kiss and swallowed the cry of pleasure you released as he snuck a hand between your legs. Two fingers placing on your clit, he let you grind against them while you rode him at your own pace.

He waited until you were close enough before he took control, rubbing quick circles over your clit and watching how your eyebrows furrowed in pleasure. Your muscles tensed up as you chased your release with quick rocks of your hips before you were thrown over the edge. Moaning his name, you pushed yourself against him and hid your face against his neck where you breathed heavily against his skin, the feeling of your nails scratching down his back making his eyes flutter closed.

He knew that it wasn't enough to have you actually leave marks on him, but he couldn't bring himself to care right now. The feeling of your walls clenching around him was something he would never get used to- even though this was the fifth time he got to feel you coming around him it still left him breathless.

He worked you through it until you relaxed against him, leaving a soft kiss on your shoulder before he let himself fall back again and pulled you along with him. You hadn't fully come down from your high as he reached his buried deep inside of you. He tightly wrapped his arms around you and clutched you to his chest as he came with a moan of your name, muffled against your shoulder where he lightly dug his teeth into your skin. You met the sloppy movements of his hips and received quiet whimpers, his length twitching against your walls as he gave you all he had.

Both of you were breathless, a quiet whine leaving your parted lips as he grabbed your bum and lifted you up just enough for his softening length to slip out of you before he lowered you down again. You moved to rest your cheek against his chest, his hands immediately combing through your hair before you started giggling. "I mean this in the most platonic way," you spoke up, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. "No intentions at all," you continued and grinned, turning your head to place a soft kiss on his chest. It took him a moment too long to realize that you were quoting his words when he had invited you to come to London. Lifting your head, you found him grinning widely in a way that clearly showed that he had no regrets. "That worked out very well, Cez."

"I'm so not sorry about that," he chuckled and playfully nudged the tip of his nose against yours before he captured your lips in a soft and slow kiss. "Do you want to sleep in my bed tonight?" he whispered as you nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck. His hands traced up and down your back in a way that gave you goosebumps as you shyly nodded, not seeing the way he frowned in worry. "Hey, it's okay if you don't feel comfortable-"

"No, I'd really love that," you whispered and placed a kiss on his collar bone, "but I want to shower first. I feel like I smell of beer."

"No offense, but you do smell of beer," he responded and chuckled as you groaned in embarrassment and sat up, your cheeks flushed. "Do I even want to know how you got it into your hair?"

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He stopped in the doorway of the bathroom as his gaze fell on you, buried underneath the thick covers with your closed eyes barely peeking out, a feeling of affection filling his chest. You had actually managed to fall asleep while he had been in the bathroom for not even five minutes, a smile spreading over his lips and his head shaking.

Turning the light in the bathroom off, he stepped over to the bed and also flicked the little bedside lamp off before he crawled into bed beside you. You released a distressed moan as the feeling of the mattress dipping under another weight pulled you back to reality, your eyebrows furrowing. "Shhhhh. I'm sorry, kitten," he whispered and settled down beside you, your features immediately relaxing at his calm voice. "Go back to sleep," he added.

You didn't even bother to open your eyes as you squirmed closer to him, pushing yourself up against him and nuzzling your cheek against his chest as he wrapped his arms around you. He knew that you weren't fully awake, so he stayed quiet and hoped that you would go back to sleep. "Beer?" you suddenly mumbled, your breath tickling on his skin.

"What?" he whispered with a confused chuckle, convinced that you were dreaming.

You shifted with a sigh and placed a little kiss on his chest. "Do I still smell like it?" you wanted to know, exhaustion clear in your voice.

He grinned softly and tightened his arms around you, his nose nuzzling into your hair. "No. You smell like me now," he responded and felt the way you grinned against his chest.

"I'd rather smell like beer," you sighed and giggled as he pinched your butt. Forcing your eyes open, you immediately closed them again as you realized that it was too dark anyway while you tilted your head up to him. His hands snuck under the T-shirt he had given you after you showered, his lips blindly finding yours in a couple of soft kisses. "Goodnight, Cez."

"Goodnight, darling," he whispered and placed a kiss on your forehead before you tucked your head into the crook of his neck. The motions of his fingers slowly tracing over your spine lulled you back to sleep, your body completely relaxing in his arms within a few minutes.

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messagefromtheveins · 5 years

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Dirty Little Secret (Who Has To Know?) Part 5

A/N: Okay. Well. I’m still wondering why I thought it would be a good idea to write another threesome. This is NOTHING like the first one (I mean like, it’s only half as long, so. Yeah). Don’t get your hopes up I guess

Words: 4.9k

Pairing: Shawn/Cez/Reader

Warning: Smut. Threesome.

You sadly didn't get to do it often, but sometimes things were so organized and settled that you were actually able to stand at the side of the stage and watch the concert. And it really didn't matter how many times you had already seen him perform, he blew your mind every single time.

A couple of songs into the concert Cez joined you at the side of the stage, taking you by complete surprise as he wrapped his arms around you from behind. But you immediately relaxed into him, your back leaning against his strong chest while he rested his head on your shoulder, slowly starting to sway you along to the beat of the song. "How is he doing?" he asked, having to raise his voice a bit so you could hear him.

"Amazing. Just like always," you responded. Silence settled between you as the two of you watched Shawn perform, simply swaying along to the music.

You really didn't know when swaying turned into grinding, but you also didn't complain as he tightened his grip on you and let you push back against his hardening length. "Are you teasing me, darling?" he murmured with a grin.

You smirked just as Shawn looked over to you, his joyful expression immediately changing into a frown. "I'm pretty sure you're the one who started it."

He chuckled and turned his head to place a light kiss on the side of your neck. You could see Shawn discreetly looking into your direction over and over. "Shawn told me something really interesting the other day," Cez murmured into your ear, your eyes widening as you kept watching the concert. "About some little fantasy you're having," he added and lightly nibbled on your earlobe, your lips parting with the quiet gasp you released. He groaned softly as you pushed your butt just perfectly against him. "We could head back to the hotel if you want to," he suggested, his fingers lightly digging into your hips.

"But what about Shawn?" you asked and turned your head back to look at him.

His gaze immediately dropped to your lips. "I mean, he is obviously busy right now, but we could start without him?" he suggested in a low murmur and looked into your eyes again.

You smirked at him. "You think he'd like that?"

"No," he chuckled, "but maybe that makes it even better." He winked and gently squeezed your hips. The way he looked at you with a certain longing written in his eyes had your decision made before you were fully aware of it.

"Fuck, let's go," you breathed, certain that he wouldn't be able to hear you over the loud music. Pulling away from you, he instead took your hand into his and tugged you towards the backstage area.

You didn't even notice that Shawn missed a few words as he stared after you, jealousy flaring up in his chest as he watched the two of you disappear.

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The elevator was empty this time and he couldn't keep his hands off you the second the doors closed. He had you pressed up against the wall immediately, kissing you in a way that left you completely breathless. "God, I can't get enough of your kisses," he mumbled while tracing his wet lips down your neck in gentle pecks that had your heart racing, his hands on your butt, kneading the soft cheeks. You exhaled shakily and tightly held on to his shoulders, your hips bucking forward and his grip on your bum immediately tightening as he kept you pressed up against his crotch. "Do you feel what you're doing to me?" he whispered and started to grind against you just when the elevator came to a stop.

He pulled away from you and instead took your hand into his, grinning as he noticed how rosy your cheeks already were. You silently followed him to his room where he was quick to push you up against the wall again before the door even fully shut, swiftly picking you up while he captured your lips in passionate kisses. Your arms and legs wrapped around him, not even bothering to look where he was going as he carried you through the room. You knew he would take good care of you.

He placed you down on the desk, holding you flush to his body as he slowly rocked his hips against yours. "You're driving me fucking insane with those lips," he mumbled and trailed soft kisses down your neck, your head tilting back to give him more access.

You didn't hesitate to raise your arms as his hands pushed under your sweater, allowing him to take it off. A surprised gasp fell from your lips as he quickly tugged you off the table and turned you around so your back was flush to his chest. Nimble fingers slowly unbuttoned your jeans and pulled the zipper down, pushing the denim down just enough for one of his hands to sneak under your panties.

He quietly groaned against your neck as his fingers easily slid through your slick folds, a whimper falling from your lips as he rubbed them over your clit. "Did I make you this wet, darling?" he murmured, your eyes falling closed and your head nodding frantically.

You hissed as he lightly bit the side of your neck and released a low growl, his fingers touching you in all the right ways that had your chest heaving already. "You did," you whimpered and slowly rocked your hips to meet the movements of his fingers, feeling the way he grinned against your neck. "Cez, please," you mumbled and pushed your butt back against him again, hearing the way he inhaled sharply.

You were so embarrassingly close already. Between the teasing at the venue and the moment in the elevator and the general desire to feel him again it didn't take a lot to get you to reach your high.

And he knew it. "Do you want to come?" he whispered and received a soft moan from you, "huh, baby?"

You didn’t respond. You were so close that you could almost taste it and you knew it didn't take much more for him to throw you over the edge. But then he removed his fingers and pulled his hand out from under your panties. Your eyes squeezed shut and a frustrated and displeased sound fell from your lips.

"What? Did you think I'd just reward you by letting you cum after you and Shawn had some fun without me behind my back?"

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'Left a keycard for you at the front desk'

The text waiting for him as he got off stage made his heart race even more than it already did, his hands trembling a bit as he swallowed heavily and quickly shoved his phone into the pocket of his jeans. He rushed to grab his things and impatiently waited for everyone else to get their stuff so they could finally drive the fuck back to the hotel.

He hated that he couldn't just rush to get the key, but instead had to be sneaky about it. But the second he reached the door where he could hear muffled sounds from the inside he stopped, a sinking feeling filling his stomach. His fingers trembled as he looked down on the keycard in his hand, the thought that you were in there right now, getting fucked by Cez, made his chest tighten up in a way that he could only describe as jealousy.

Running a hand through his still slightly sweaty hair, he leaned against the wall across from the closed door and bit his bottom lip. A tiny part in his brain screamed at him for not going in there right now, but the bigger part pleaded to leave. He wanted to turn on his heel and go back to his room, but this was you. He couldn't just deny you a night that you had begged him for barely a week ago.

So, he took a deep breath and forced himself to push away whatever it was that made him hesitate right now and decided to try to figure his feelings out later. His fingers still trembled as he unlocked the door and pushed it open, immediately forgetting about his previous inner turmoil as he caught sight of you.

You were bent over the desk- Cez standing behind you- with your cheek pressed against the smooth surface, your eyes desperate as they met his. Your whole body moved with the force of Cez's thrusts, your fingers tightly gripping the edge of the table as you just took everything he had to offer.

Shawn closed and locked the door with a smirk on his lips, not breaking eye contact with you as he kicked his shoes off and approached the two of you. The way you whimpered his name had the front of his jeans getting tighter instantly as he crouched down in front of you, a hand combing through your messy hair and coaxing you to lift your head before he captured your lips in a tender kiss.

"Hi, babygirl," he murmured and placed a kiss on your forehead while he rested a hand on the side of your face. The expression written in your eyes had his dick twitching in his jeans- it was almost like you were pleading him for something. "Are you close?" he whispered, having seen the look in your eyes when you were close often enough to easily recognize it.

"Mhm," you hummed and nodded, your teeth harshly digging into your bottom lip as Cez changed the angle of his thrusts.

Shawn gave you a soft smile and brushed his fingers through your hair, his soft touches such an extreme contrast to the way Cez took you in a rough way. "Why don't you come for us, then?" he whispered.

"Cez won’t let me," you whimpered, a smirk spreading over his lips as his eyes shifted up to look at his tour manager who had the proudest grin on his face, his skin slapping against yours with his steady thrusts.

"Cez won't let you?" he repeated and raised an amused eyebrow before he looked at you again, his features softening as he noticed the tears of frustration in your eyes.

You shook your head and pushed yourself up on shaky arms, Cez's hand immediately placing below your chest like he wanted to support you. "No," you sighed and let your eyes fall shut as Shawn leaned in to place soft kisses over your neck. His kisses slowly trailed further down until his lips wrapped around your hardened nipples while one of his hands snuck between your thighs.

Your body jerked in surprise and you gasped as his digits easily slid over your clit, giving you some much needed friction. The feeling combined with his tongue on your chest and Cez moving deep inside of you had your mind spinning in the best way. Shawn lifted his head and rested his lips against your ear. "I'm here now, baby," he murmured, his eyes meeting Cez's again, "and I'm still Cez's boss. Which means I can tell him to let you come and he has to listen."

Amused blue eyes met dead serious brown eyes, teasing words lingering on Cez's tongue that faded the longer he looked at Shawn. The moment between them went unnoticed to you, apart from the fact that Cez's movements inside of you slowed down. But it wasn't anything strange at this point- you had stopped counting how often he had edged you until now.

But between the two guys it was like a silent conversation. Cez's swallowed heavily as Shawn's gaze dropped to his mouth, suddenly so much more aware of the fact that they were both thinking the same thing. They could. It was a real possibility and it was right there and they were both thinking about it. Would they? Should they? What would you think about it?

Shawn slowly licked his bottom lip while his fingers still steadily worked over your clit, the tension between the two guys growing by the second. What if they just leaned in for a little kiss?

But the moment was interrupted by your high hitting you, the two of them brought back to reality as you trembled in Cez's arms, your walls clenching around him and your knees buckling as you cried out, your eyes closed. A beautiful flush spread from your chest up your neck and filled your cheeks with a rosy color, your chest heaving with quick breaths. Cez had to tighten his grip around you to keep you upright, the relief of finally coming undone making your whole body turn limp. During their silent debate they hadn't even taken notice of you anymore, so it came as a surprise for both of them.

Shawn smirked and continued to rub your clit in all the right ways until your moans turned into whimpers and one of your hands reached down to weakly tug his hand back. You leaned against the desk again, your sweaty forehead touching the cold surface as Cez chased his high behind you while gentle fingertips- that you guessed belonged to Shawn- gently combed through your hair.

It was a lot of heavy panting and hands gripping your hips as Cez came, his cock twitching deep inside of you and making you whimper. His hands moved to gently caress and knead your butt as his thrusts slowed down, a deep and almost relieved sigh falling from his lips. "Such a good girl for me," he murmured and gave your left cheek a little smack that made you yelp in surprise.

You followed his guiding hands as he tugged you up and turned you around to him, his lips finding yours in a couple of chaste kisses that made your heartbeat calm down almost immediately. His fingers slowly traced over your waist when suddenly a pair of warm lips touched the side of your neck in a quick kiss, a quiet moan escaping your throat that made both guys chuckle softly.

Shawn placed his chin on your shoulder and looked up to his tour manager with his perfect Bambi eyes while his hands settled on your hips in a gentle touch. Cez looked at both of you with warm and soft blue eyes, almost like he hadn't just roughly taken you from behind. "Can't believe you guys started without me," Shawn complained and pouted.

You giggled while Cez grinned widely. "Took you long enough to get here, boss."

This time you noticed it, too. The way Cez's tone changed and the way Shawn's grip on your hips tightened just a bit, so faint that you almost didn't feel the difference. But you did, and your heart skipped a beat as you looked at Cez who had his gaze on Shawn. You almost didn't dare to breathe, scared that the tiniest movement would ruin whatever moment they had going on right now.

Shawn lifted his head and rested his slightly stubbly cheek against yours, his breath a bit shaky as he swallowed heavily. And then it was all over before anything happened, leaving you confused and wondering what you had missed as Shawn stepped back and took one of your hands into his. "C'mon, beautiful," he murmured and led you over to the bed where you laid down with a deep sigh, your legs dangling off the edge.

Your mind was spinning with so many questions, though they got cut off immediately as you felt a light touch on the inside of your thighs. Shawn was standing in front of you, slowly collecting the drops of cum that had trickled out of you with two fingers before he gave you a smirk. "Be a good girl for me," he whispered and raised his hand to your mouth, his eyes darkening as you immediately parted your lips and sucked on his digits.

The taste of you and Cez had you moaning around his fingers while he slowly licked over his bottom lip. The feeling of your tongue twirling around his fingers brought back so many memories of the night when you had taken him so well, so much deeper than any girl had ever done before. Pulling his fingers out of your mouth and taking a step back, he quickly took off his clothes while Cez approached and crawled on the bed. You couldn't decide if you wanted to look at Cez who slowly combed his fingers through your hair or Shawn who got naked in front of you in no time, his hand instinctively reaching down to wrap around his hard cock and giving himself a few slow pumps.

A grin that had your heart skipping at least two beats spread over his lips as he moved closer to you again, his hands reaching for your thighs before he swiftly pulled so your butt was right on the edge of the bed. You bit your bottom lip and looked up to Cez as he pushed a hand under your head, prompting you to lift it. He shifted closer and settled down so you were able to rest your head on his lap, giving you the perfect angle to look up to him and yet being able to watch Shawn who was standing at the foot of the bed and guided your legs over his shoulders.

Your eyes fell closed and a sharp breath escaped your lungs as Shawn easily slid into you, the feeling of his girth stretching you out somewhat familiar at this point and yet still having your heart racing in anticipation. Gentle fingertips brushed over the skin below your eyes. "Darling," Cez got your attention, your eyes opening and looking up to him, "can you keep those beautiful eyes open for me?"

You bit your bottom lip and nodded, squirming as Shawn slowly pulled back and stopped when only the tip was left inside of you. He waited until you looked at him, desperation written in your eyes as your chest moved up and down quickly.

"Please."

The way you whimpered it had him grunting quietly as he thrust back into you in a quick movement, the feeling of your walls hugging him so perfectly still overwhelming him- even though he had gotten to feel you like this before. He set a fast and deep pace that had your back arching off the bed, wondering if you were also thinking of that morning.

Cez's voice pulled him out of his thoughts. "How does it feel, darling?"

Right on cue you released a soft moan and just briefly closed your eyes before you looked up into the blue eyes gazing down on you. "So good," you whimpered and curled your hands into fists, tightly holding on to the comforter like you needed to ground yourself. Cez's hands slowly traced down the side of your neck, his touch so gentle compared to Shawn's tight grip on your thighs and making you squirm.

His fingers teased your nipples with such light touches that you were gasping for more, your breasts moving with every of Shawn's thrusts. "Why don't you touch yourself for us, beautiful?" Cez murmured, your chest arching into his hand while you mewled quietly. "Hmmm? Show us how you get yourself off?" he added and combed his free hand through your hair again.

You bit your bottom lip and turned to look at Shawn, a smirk playing on his lips. "Come on, babygirl," he encouraged you, watching with satisfied eyes as you moved a hand down between your legs. Your body immediately jerked and you gasped as you touched your sensitive clit, your thighs tensing under Shawn's big hands. "You're such a good girl," he praised you, feeling the way your walls clenched around him while you whimpered so quietly that the two guys almost didn't hear it.

Cez got your attention by gently tweaking your nipple, your eyes looking up to him. "Stop holding back," he cooed, "let our Rockstar hear how good he’s making you feel."

You immediately released a loud moan and roughly tugged on the covers with your free hand. Shawn's fast thrusts turned into deep strokes, creating a new angle that made you cry out. "Fuck, right there."

He grinned and let his hands drop to your hips to keep you pinned to the bed as you tried to meet his movements. "There?" he murmured and moved his hips in a grinding motion, brushing over your g-spot just perfectly.

You were gasping for breath and simply nodded, the feeling of your fingers on your clit and Shawn moving in all the right ways inside of you and Cez's hand on your chest having you so close to your climax already.

"Shawn," Cez spoke up, dark brown eyes reluctantly leaving yours to meet blue ones, "push your hand down on her stomach."

You got hot and cold at the same time. You had read about that before, but no guy had ever done it before- and neither had you during some alone time. Anticipation was rushing through your veins as Shawn moved a hand from gripping your hips to place it low on your stomach, letting a moment pass before he applied just a bit of pressure right when he was moving back into you.

Your eyes widened and a choked out sound escaped your throat as the stimulation on your g-spot intensified, your chest arching off the bed and your eyes falling closed. The sounds you made were surprisingly quiet as you came, your toes curling and thighs trembling while your breath hitched in your throat. Cez's hand moved down to feel your stomach tense in time with your walls clenching around Shawn's cock, his movements having slowed down as he worked you through your high.

You whimpered and reached to tug Shawn's hand back as the stimulation became too much, his fingers weaving through yours and holding your hand.

The high from the concert, the adrenaline of performing in front of thousands of people that still rushed through his veins, the feeling of the aftershocks of your high and the sight of you slowly coming down- it all became to much for him. His grip on your hand tightened as he released a cry of your name, your eyes opening and looking up to him with exhausted and satisfied eyes as he came undone, giving you all he had and making you whimper and squirm at the feeling of being filled up once again.

You were gasping for breath as Shawn's movements came to a stop deep inside of you, his length weakly twitching against your walls a few times before he slowly pulled out of you and let go of your hand. Cez's fingers slowly caressed the side of your face, giving you a loving smile as you looked up to him. "You're doing so well for us."

You almost didn't notice Shawn getting on his knees in front of you, your eyes meeting his just as he was adjusting your legs over his shoulders before he dove right in. "Shawn, fuck," you gasped as he just briefly licked over your clit before he pushed his tongue into you, the taste of you and himself and probably a little remainder of Cez making him groan loudly against your core, your body jerking from the feeling.

His eyes fell closed and he held you in place with strong hands as you tried to squirm away, his tongue moving inside of you in ways that had you panting and writhing against the sheets. "Look at him," Cez whispered, both of your gazes on the guy between your legs. "So eager to get you to cum again," he continued, Shawn’s eyes opening to look at both of you.

Moving his attention to your clit, he roughly sucked on the bundle of nerves and had you crying out instantly, his name falling from your lips like a prayer. And yet you tried to squirm away again, so sensitive from your earlier orgasms. "I can't," you panted and shook your head.

Gentle fingertips brushed over your skin in calming touches, your eyes finding Cez's again. "I know you can," He told you in a quiet murmur and received another shake of your head, your chest heaving with quick breaths. "come on, darling. Give our Rockstar another one. He’s such a good boy for you right now."

You heard the way Shawn quietly whimpered against your core, but you couldn't concentrate on it as you came for a third time that night. Shawn worked you through it while Cez whispered sweet nothings and played with your hair, your body relaxing against the mattress after a few seconds as Shawn pulled back.

Soft lips placed little kisses over your stomach as you struggled to catch your breath, Cez's hands gently lifting your head as he shifted and carefully lowered you down to the bed before he got up. Shawn stayed on his knees in front of you until Cez returned with water bottles, your legs moving from their position on Shawn's shoulders as you sat up and accepted the bottle with a thankful smile.

"Thanks, man," Shawn murmured and sat down beside you.

–—–—–—–—–—–

You hadn't bothered to blow dry your hair completely after the quick shower you had taken, leaving it still slightly damp as you stepped out of the bathroom in one of Cez's T-shirts. Your eyebrows furrowed as you found them discussing something heatedly. "You know what, fine. I'll see if anyone cares to fix your little problems in the middle of the night," Cez sighed and moved to get his phone, his jaw in a tight line.

"What's going on?" you asked quietly where you were still standing in the doorway to the bathroom.

You could see that Shawn was seething, which- for some reason you couldn't explain- got only worse as he looked at you and took in your outfit. "Something went wrong during the show which Cez would know if he had been there," Shawn explained, the tone in his voice making your eyebrows raise in surprise.

Your gaze went over his shoulder to Cez who was holding his phone up to his ear and waited patiently, his gaze finding yours. 'Princess' he mouthed and rolled his eyes while he nodded over to Shawn. You had to bite your lip to hold back the grin. Your attention went back to Shawn as his hands placed on your waist, barely listening to Cez talking as you looked up into the soft and dark eyes. "Is it really necessary to get it fixed right now?" you asked quietly.

He hummed and tilted his head down to rest his forehead against yours. "You know how much I care about having a perfect show," he reminded you and placed a kiss on your jaw. You let him tug you closer, but deep down you were a bit mad at him for causing this kind of trouble late at night. "Hey, honey?" he cooed and lightly nibbled on your earlobe. "I had a crazy idea," he whispered and placed soft kisses over the side of your neck.

You giggled and reached up to grasp his biceps, feeling the way he immediately- and probably subconsciously- flexed his muscles. "Oh god, this can't end well," you teased and released a surprised yelp as he playfully bit your neck.

His grip around you tightened so you were completely pressed up against him. "How about we grab our stuff and sneak off to my room?" he whispered so quietly that Cez definitely couldn't hear it, even if he wasn't on the phone right now. Your eyes widened. "Have a cozy night? Just the two of us?" he added and placed a lingering kiss right below your earlobe that would usually have you weak for him. Usually.

"What? Shawn, no," you shook your head and looked at him with confused eyes as he pulled back just enough to look at you. He could feel that you were a bit tense in his arms as he leaned down to playfully rub the tip of his nose against yours before he found your lips in a quick and tender kiss that you barely returned.

"I could give you one of my T-shirts to wear," he suggested in a low murmur. The possessive tone in his voice was so clear that even a stranger wouldn’t have missed it. Your hands moved to rest on his chest like you needed to put a barrier between you. A way to keep distance between your bodies. "Hmmm, honey? Get cuddled up and watch a movie?" he mumbled against your neck where he placed soft kisses again.

He took a reluctant step back as you lightly pushed against his chest and looked up to him with confused eyes. "How would you feel if Cez and I snuck off and left you behind?"

He didn't need to answer. The look in his eyes said enough.

Before you could speak up again Cez's voice filled the room. "Someone's taking care of it in the morning," he announced, oblivious to what was going on between Shawn and you.

You were silently praying that Shawn would be able to read your expression and understand what you were trying to tell him. You can't get attached to me. He just swallowed heavily and averted his gaze.

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Dirty Little Secret (Who Has To Know?) Part 3

A/N: Very very poorly proof read. I’m sorry. I just really wanted to post this before going to bed because so many of you asked about it.

Words: 2.3k

Pairing: Shawn/Reader/Cez

The quiet knock on the door had you sighing while you considered to just ignore it. You wanted nothing more than to be left alone for the rest of the night. But you went over to the door anyway and stretched up to look through the peephole, finding Shawn and Cez patiently waiting in the hallway. You bit your lip and rested your forehead against the cool surface of the door. You would never admit that seeing them actually improved your mood a bit.

You had been in a weird mood all day long, everyone had noticed that. But no one had really questioned it- the usual time of homesickness had arrived. It always started a couple of weeks into the tour, when the excitement of being on the road had slowly started to fade and things settled into place. That was when a wave of homesickness washed over every single member of the team, but- and you thanked your lucky stars for that every night- you were all so close with each other that no one suffered for too long.

Lifting your head, you took a deep breath before you opened the door and immediately came face to face with two bright smiles that made your chest feel a little less tight. You ran a hand through your hair and leaned against the opened door. "Guys-"

"Before you shut us out, please listen," Cez interrupted you in a gentle voice while Shawn took in your more than adorable appearance- your torso was swallowed by an oversized hoodie, your booty shorts barely peeking out from underneath. And your face was completely free of any makeup, much to his delight.

The way you stayed silent and simply blinked at them prompted Shawn to hold up the little box in his hands with a giant grin on his face. "We got cookies!"

A small smile tugged at the corner of your lips before it turned into a breathy laugh. "You're ridiculous," you sighed and stepped aside to let them in, Cez leaving a quick peck on your temple as he stepped past you. "I'm really not the best company tonight, guys. Just in case you haven't noticed it already."

"That's exactly why we're here" Cez said and gave you a smile as you turned to look at them after closing the door. "You think we don't notice that you're not sleeping?" he asked and stepped close enough to cup the side of your face in his hand, very carefully brushing his thumb over the dark shadow under your eye.

A little smile spread over your lips at the gentle touch. "Are the cookies drugged with sleeping pills?"

"No," Shawn laughed while Cez grinned and- much to your disappointment- let go of you again. "You know, we figured, you seemed to have been able to sleep very well the other night. So why not have a sleepover and help you sleep?" Shawn explained with an almost proud grin.

"Yeah, well, honestly? I think the fact that I slept so well that night had more to do with the fact that you made me come 4 times and I was so physically exhausted from that," you said and blushed a bit, your arms crossing in front of your chest.

"Well…" Shawn started with a suggestive grin.

You knew he wasn't serious, but something inside of you snapped. "Not even in your wildest dreams," you hissed.

His eyes widened for a moment. "O-kay," he mumbled.

Your heart dropped immediately as tears started to gather in your eyes. "I'm sorry," you whispered and sat down on the edge of the bed, hiding your face in your hands, "I didn't want to snap at you. I'm just so tired."

The bed dipped under another weight right beside you, his thigh pressing up against yours while he wrapped you up in his arms. "Hey, shhh. It's okay," Shawn whispered and placed a kiss on the side of your head before he guided your head into the crook of his neck. Your hands fell to helplessly rest on your lap as you blinked back the tears, so determined not to cry in front of them. But the way he soothingly rubbed his hand over your back while he kept his other hand on the side of your head to hold you close to him made it really hard for you to not just start sobbing right there. "You don't always have to be the strong one, you know?" he murmured.

You nodded and met Cez's worried gaze as he crouched down in front of you, his hands reaching for yours and holding them in a delicate touch. "You don't have to hide from us if you're not feeling okay. We're here to help," Cez said and placed a soft kiss on your knuckles, "as long as you let us try to help."

Biting your trembling bottom lip, you nodded again and let your eyes fall closed as Shawn tangled his hands into your hair and slowly brushed his thumb back and forth. "What's the plan?" you whispered.

Placing a kiss on your head, Shawn let his lips linger for a few seconds. "We got the day off tomorrow," he reminded you. "Which means we get to sleep in. And sleeping in is so much better if you have someone who cuddles you, right?" Shawn asked in a low and calming murmur, an immediate smile spreading over your lips that made Cez grin, too.

"And it also won't matter if we're still watching movies at 4 in the morning because you can't fall asleep," Cez added and gently squeezed your hand.

Opening your eyes again, you squeezed his hand in return while you tilted your head to push a bit more against Shawn's neck. "You guys really are the best."

"So, how about you get comfy while we get Netflix started on the TV?" Shawn suggested and rubbed his hand over your upper arm, giving you a fond smile as you lifted your head.

You couldn't hold back the soft giggle, seeing both of them grin in return. "What about this-" you pointed down on your more than comfortable outfit, "doesn't look comfy to you?"

"You're right. My bad," he chuckled and placed a kiss on your forehead before he got up to search for the remote.

Cez gave you a comforting smile and placed another kiss on your knuckles. "You okay with us staying the night?" he whispered, his lips brushing the back of your hand.

You didn't hesitate to nod and give him a genuine smile. "Absolutely," you whispered while he left a soft kiss on your temple as he got up from his crouched position.

You moved to lean back against the headboard in the middle of the king sized bed, your heart skipping a beat and a strong feeling of affection filling your chest as you found your all time favorite movie paused on Netflix. You had no idea how Shawn knew that it was your favorite. You definitely didn't remember ever telling him. Cez settled down on your right, also leaning against the headboard like you did. His arm raised, letting you lean into his side while he wrapped his arm around you and held you close.

You grinned as Shawn clumsily kicked his shoes off before he quickly crawled on the bed, tossing you the remote after unpausing the movie. He laid down on your left, his tall body curving against yours while his head came to rest on your stomach. Arms tightly wrapping around your middle, he released a low hum of content as you tangled a hand into his curly hair to gently scratch his scalp.

One movie turned into two, which turned into three. Sometime during the third one you found yourself getting sleepy, your eyelids heavy. So you closed them and leaned your head against Cez's shoulder, knowing exactly that they would move you into a more comfortable position and tuck you in as soon as they were sure that you were completely out. In your half asleep state you realized how thankful you were for these two guys and that the night hadn't changed things between you too much. You had been so scared that you wouldn't be able to hang out like this anymore without feeling the pressure of turning it into something more.

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You weren't in bed as Cez woke up sometime in the middle of the night, an immediate feeling of panic filling his chest as he quickly sat up. The door to the bathroom was closed, but he could see that the light was on through the tiny gap at the bottom of the door. Running a hand through his hair, he looked to his left to find Shawn peacefully sleeping before he turned to look out of the window, the curtains left wide open and letting the moonlight shine into the room.

He got worried as two minutes of waiting for you to return to bed turned into five, finally carefully crawling out of bed and hoping that at least Shawn would stay asleep. He tip toed through the dark room, only becoming aware of the muffled sniffles as soon as he was right in front of the bathroom door. "Darling?" he murmured and very quietly knocked on the door, immediate silence following. Frowning, he hesitated for a long moment before he pushed the door handle down and slowly opened the door, giving you enough time to stop him.

He found you sitting on the cold tiles with your back leaning against the vanity, your eyes red rimmed and cheeks wet. You gave him a rather pathetic little smile as he stepped into the bathroom and quietly closed the door before he approached you, crouching down in front of you and looking at you with concerned eyes.

"I don't even know why I'm crying," you muttered and angrily brushed the tears away with the sleeves of your hoodie. He didn’t say a word, simply picked you up off the cold floor and instead sat you down beside the sink, standing between your legs while he pulled you into his chest.

The way he wrapped you up in his arms and cradled you close to his firm body made you feel so comforted and yet you couldn't stop yourself from sobbing, your arms tightly wrapping around his neck and clinging to him. "It's okay. I'm right here," he whispered and held you as close as possible to himself. He murmured calming things into your ear and simply rubbed his hands over your back and combed them through your hair while he let you cry into his shoulder, patiently waiting until your quiet sobs turned into sniffles before you went silent.

He had a hand under your hoodie, his flat palm resting on your lower back while the other was placed on the back of your head, still holding you close long after you stopped trembling in his arms. He gave you a gentle smile as you pulled back, his eyes still full of worry. Before you could attempt to do anything he reached up, gently cupping your face in his hands and brushing the tears away with his thumbs. "I'm sorry."

He shook his head. "There's nothing you have to be sorry for," he told you and gave you a loving smile as you bit your trembling bottom lip, "Shawn was right earlier tonight, you know? You don't always have to be the strong one. And it's okay to just cry and let it out even if you don't know why exactly you're crying.” His words made you relax, a soft giggle falling from your lips as he tapped the tip of your nose with his finger. "You know that bottling it all up doesn't help one bit."

You nodded with a little smile and eagerly moved back into his embrace as he pulled you in once again, leaving a lingering kiss on your temple before he let you push your head into the crook of his neck. "Thank you, Cez," you whispered and placed your hand on the back of his neck.

"I can't believe you're just sneaking off to cry in the bathroom when you got both of us out there to hug and comfort you," he sighed and shook his head.

You pulled back just enough to look at him. "You were both sleeping," you defended yourself, barely noticing that he rested a hand on your bare thigh while he chuckled.

"And you think we would be mad if you woke us because you're not okay?”

You shrugged and moved your hands to rest them on his shoulders, both of his hands on your hips below your hoodie by now. You had always loved how unapologetically touchy both Cez and Shawn were. "Well, I mean, everyone knows how cranky Shawn can get if you wake him too early," you responded with a giggle.

He laughed quietly. "But that's only in the mornings. That kid adores you to death. He could never get cranky if you wake him because you need a shoulder to cry on," he reminded you- and it was so true. You shrugged and lightly bit your bottom lip, not sure what to respond. "Want to head back to bed? We could catch a few more hours of sleep," he suggested, an immediate smile spreading over your lips as you nodded. He stepped back and reached for your hands to help you off the vanity- your cheeks blushing a bit at the sweet gesture- before he slowly opened the door and looked into the dark room. "Still sleeping," he whispered and beckoned you to follow him, the two of you quietly and carefully making your way back to bed after turning the light in the bathroom off.

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Dirty Little Secret (Who Has To Know?) Part 7

A/N: Look at that. The first Cez/Reader part. I’m excited to hear your opinions on the ending of this chapter 😊

Words: 1.8k

Pairing: Cez/Reader

Your chest was tight and your fingertips trembled as you waited for the elevator to finally reach the lobby. It wasn't that you were claustrophobic, but with your anxiety at its peak tonight you felt like you were suffocating in this tiny space, your heart racing in your chest.

Releasing a sigh of relief as the elevator finally came to a stop, you rushed out as soon as the doors opened only to bump into another person, both of you stumbling for a moment. "Ohmygod, I'm so sorry," you rushed to apologize and looked up to face a pair of very familiar blue eyes. His hands were still on your waist when he had reached out to steady you.

You didn't even notice that your frantic heartbeat had started to slow down as you looked up into his kind eyes. "Woah, hi," he smiled and slowly let go of you again, though just a second later his eyebrows furrowed in worry as he took in your appearance. "Are you okay?" he asked quietly, the panic and anxiety still written in your eyes.

You swallowed heavily and nodded. "Just going for a little walk," you told him and pulled up the zipper of your jacket. Of course, just like always, you got your scarf stuck in the zipper. "I feel like I need some fresh air," you explained and huffed as you harshly pulled on the scarf.

He knew what that meant. He had been on enough of those walks when the day had been too long and the thoughts wouldn't stop racing.

He could see that your hands were trembling, worry settling deep in his chest. Reaching out, he gently tugged your hands back before he untangled your scarf from the zipper with a patience you couldn't muster at the moment. "Deep breaths, darling," he murmured and gave you a calming smile, even taking one of your hands and placing it on his chest so you could feel both his faint heartbeat and the steady rise and fall of his chest.

He patiently waited until your hand stopped trembling and your features started to relax. You gave him a soft smile and nodded slightly, "I'm okay. Thank you."

"Do you mind if I come with you?" he asked and immediately missed your touch on his chest as you pulled your hand back. "I don't like the thought of you walking around all alone at this hour."

The smile you gave him was genuine- he could see that you appreciated his concern. "You're such a daddy."

You only realized how it sounded after the words left your mouth, your eyes widening in shock while his lips curved into an amused grin. "What did you just call me?" he chuckled.

"Fuck, no, I didn't-" you stumbled over your words, your cheeks flushing and making his grin widen, "I didn't mean it like that. Fuck, this is so typical me again." You groaned and raised your hands to hide your face behind them, your heart racing in your chest. "I just-" you took a calming breath and reluctantly removed your hands as he reached for your wrists and tugged gently, "I meant like, you're always trying to take care of everyone and making sure that we're all okay. Like- like-”

"Like the tour dad," he helped you, amusement still written all over his face.

"Yes," you sighed, slowly relaxing as he gave you a calming smile that let you know that he didn’t take it the wrong way. "Exactly like that," you added and ran a hand through your hair. "Can we just- like, go? And forget this ever happened?" you pleaded, your cheeks a bright red.

"Can't promise that I'll ever forget about the moment you called me daddy. And that in public, of all places," he teased with a giggle.

"Ugh, Cez," you groaned in exasperation and received a loud laugh from him. "You know what, I'll be fine on my own," you said and turned on your heel to leave the hotel. He caught up with you in seconds, stepping outside into the chilly night air beside you.

"I'm sorry. I'll stop," He mumbled and offered his arm to you. You hesitated and looked at him with wary eyes, the smile he gave you seeming to convince you that you could trust him. Hooking your arm through his, you grasped his biceps and took the lead as he patiently waited for you to start walking. He wordlessly followed you as you took a left and began your way down the street. Letting you take a moment to gather your thoughts, he noticed how you took a deep breath beside him and held it in your lungs before slowly released it again as he spoke up. "Tell me. What's going on in that brilliant mind of yours?"

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"Like, sometimes-" you looked up into the dark sky and took a deep breath, feeling his gaze on you, "I don't know. Lately I just want to grab all my stuff and get on the next best flight to somewhere far away. Start a new life with a basic 9 to 5 job. Maybe find myself a nice guy and get married. Just have a completely normal life like everyone else.”

It felt like you had been walking forever, but it didn't seem like he minded. He kept steering you into different directions- considering that he had been the only one who went to discover the city earlier today he knew some pretty places around the hotel area.

Cez had always been the best listener you had ever known and while you tried to avoid taking advantage of it and unloading all your problems on him, you also couldn't help but feel so much better since you had left the hotel. But the only thing you never mentioned was your growing fear of Shawn possibly falling in love with you.

Reaching to take your hand into his, he grinned widely at your surprised giggle as he twirled you in a circle before he tugged you closer to him until your chest almost touched his. "So, where are we getting married?"

"Cez," you giggled, but he looked at you with a seriousness in his eyes that almost had you fooled for a moment. But you knew him too well, the playful expression in his blue eyes barely visible. "With you?" you asked and placed a hand on his chest, his features softening, "London. I don't know what your apartment is like, but I'd just move in with you and we'd have a basic but small wedding in some nice church.”

"Okay," he nodded, his arms loosely wrapping around your waist and smiling softly as you leaned your head against his chest. Neither of you seemed to care that you were in the middle of the sidewalk and received glances from everyone walking past. "So, we're living in London," he started fantasizing, his voice a quiet murmur that had you relaxing in his arms, "you find yourself some ordinary job in an office where you're sitting in a cramped cubicle all day long. You're taking the underground every morning and every night. We're always making dinner together as soon as we're both home from our ordinary jobs. And then we're catching up on our latest Netflix obsession before we're going to bed just to start the same old routine every day. Over and over." You had immediately started to understand where he was heading with this. "Does that sound like something you would be happy with for the rest of your life? No more traveling, just the same old town every day. No more tour life, just some shitty job in an office where you're taking calls all day long. No more meeting new people and seeing new faces every day, just the same commuters on the underground every day. And me. Just me."

You lightly nibbled on your bottom lip and thought for a long moment before you looked up to him, his hands gently squeezing your waist. "When you put it like that, the you part is really the only nice thing about it," you mumbled and reached up to fix the collar of his jacket.

He chuckled and leaned in to place a kiss on your cheek before he grasped your hand in his and started to walk again. "If there's one thing I'm absolutely certain about, then it’s that you're not made for a normal life. You need the excitement of always being on the run," he said and looked at you like he needed confirmation of the statement, smiling as you nodded with a defeated sigh. "Hey, I'm not saying this to make you feel bad."

"I know," you responded and shrugged, "but you're right."

"You just-" he sighed heavily and gave your hand a gentle squeeze. "You make it unnecessarily hard on yourself all the time," he told you, the hotel coming back into view down the road. You had lost all sense of orientation a while ago, so the sight came as a surprise. "You got such a great team around you all day long and believe me when I tell you that really everyone loves you and wants you to be okay. And yet you keep pushing everyone away and hide somewhere instead of talking to someone and honestly, it drives me insane,” he told you with a soft chuckle, but you knew that he was serious.

You took a deep breath. "I just don't want to be a burden," you mumbled, but he heard it.

He immediately stopped in his steps and turned you to face him, his hands cupping your cheeks so you had to look at him. "You are not a burden," he told you, his voice firm and eyes full of sincerity, "you hear me? My door is always open for you, darling. Even if it's 4 in the morning. I'm always there to listen and try to help, yeah?”

"Okay," you breathed and nodded, a small smile spreading over your lips, "thank you, Cez."

But he didn't let go of you, instead looked at you with an expression in his eyes that you couldn't quite define- though you could see that something was on his mind. "Can I ask you something?" he murmured, receiving another nod from you. "Well I guess it's more like an offer. A suggestion? No. But offer also doesn't sound right-"

"Cez," you interrupted him with a giggle and reached a hand up to curl it around his wrist, "what is it?"

Taking a deep breath, he concentrated on the way your thumb brushed over the inside of his wrist while you looked up to him with curious and amused eyes. "Just- keep in mind that I mean this in the most platonic way ever, okay? No intentions behind it. I just feel like it might be a nice change for your mental health."

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion while you tried to figure out what the hell he was talking about.

"Do you want to come back to England with me during the short break?"

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Dirty Little Secret (Who Has To Know?) Part 9

A/N: I hope you guys are ready for a bit more Cez content ‘cause like... I’m loving this.

Words: 2.5k

Pairing: Shawn/Reader, Cez/Reader

A low groan. Rustling of the crisp white sheets. A confused grunt.

His hand rested on the empty side of the bed beside him as his eyes opened, his head lifting off the pillows while his hand searched for something. You. Looking around the room with confused eyes, he needed a moment to realize that he had been dreaming. You weren't in bed beside him- you had never been. At least not in his home.

He stared at the swallow tattoo on the back of his hand, an empty feeling filling his chest that made him want to cry. You weren't here. His dream had seemed so real, almost like he had been able to feel your skin against his and the way you touched him.

Instead you were all the way across the ocean in London. Did Cez get to wake up next to you every morning? Did he get to wake you up with cuddles and lazy kisses like Shawn wanted to so desperately? Did he get to hold you at night, have you fall asleep in his arms and watch the way your features relaxed as you slipped into a deep slumber?

Did Cez even treat you the way you should be treated? Appreciate every inch of you?

With a soft sigh he turned to lay on his back, staring up to the ceiling and raising a hand to run it through his ruffled hair. Who was he even kidding? He knew that Cez would treat you right. He would treat you like his princess.

He could see how weak your grip on the handle was, your body swaying dangerously with the movements of the underground train. You were staring out of the windows, your gaze unfocused and features exhausted. He couldn't stop himself from grinning as he watched how you stifled a yawn. "Hey, darling," he murmured and reached over to you, taking your hand into his and giving you a gentle tug as you looked up to him. "Come here."

You didn't hesitate as you immediately followed his guiding hand, letting him pull you into his chest and eagerly leaning into his embrace. Your arms snuck under his unzipped jacket, hands placed on his back and seeking the warmth he emitted. You would never admit it, but you regretted not taking a warmer jacket with you. You couldn't stop your heavy eyelids from finally falling shut as he wrapped an arm around your waist to keep you steady, nuzzling your cheek against his chest and sighing softly. "I'm so tired."

"We're home in a few," he promised, his voice such a low and calming murmur that you got even more tired.

He could feel how you inhaled deeply before you released a disgruntled groan. "But that's not true," you argued and lifted your head to look up to him. The way you sleepily blinked at him made him want to wrap you up in a blanket and cuddle you until you feel asleep. "We're at the station in a few. We still have to walk a bit," you mumbled and pouted up to him, making him grin and move his hand from your back.

His fingers slowly combed through your hair as he looked at you with fondness written in his eyes, seeing how you enjoyed his gentle touches. "But look at the bright side," he said quietly, his fingers tangling into your hair to gently scratch your head, "once we're home nothing is stopping you from going straight to bed.”

Your eyebrows furrowed in an adorable way that made him chuckle. "But it's still so long until then. What if I'll end up falling asleep in here?"

His thumb slowly brushed back and forth over your scalp as he leaned down to place a lingering kiss on your forehead before he slowly pulled back. It was only then that you realized how close he was, your gaze shifting down to his lips before you could stop yourself. You knew that if you just immediately looked away again you might be able to play it off, but the problem was that you couldn't. He was right here and he was so close and you could still remember how he had kissed you in that elevator a few weeks ago.

You could see how he swallowed heavily, the temptation to just lean in and kiss him right here so strong that you were barely able to fight against it.

Finally looking up to him, you could see the desire and hidden lust written in his eyes- which was exactly what you had needed to see. But just when you were about to lean in and finally kiss him the train came to a screeching halt at the next station. It caught both of you by surprise and if it wasn't for his arm reaching down and wrapping around your waist just in time to catch you from stumbling you would've lost your balance.

You were a bit out of breath as you hesitantly looked up to him again while people left and entered the carriage around you, his features so neutral that it hurt a bit. But you could see the disappointment in his eyes.

Taking a deep breath, you leaned your head against his chest again and cursed the universe for ruining everything like that. His voice pulled you out of your angry thoughts. "I'll leave you to die here, obviously," he answered your question you had almost forgotten about again.

You stayed quiet, wondering what would've happened if the train hadn't stopped right in that second. Would you be making out like teenagers right now? Would you rush to get home? Would he take you to his room? Or wouldn't you be able to make it further than the couch?

You weren't aware of the fact that while you wondered what could've been, his mood had dropped immensely. It had taken one judging look from a lady across the carriage to have him realize something he should've been aware of a long time ago.

He was so much older than you. People would always look at you in a weird way on the streets. People would judge you as a couple. But the worst thing was that people would judge you more than him- they would judge you for being in a relationship with an older guy while they would probably pat him on the back and congratulate him for getting such a pretty and young thing.

The thought made him sick. What if you actually ended up in a relationship and you’d be uncomfortable to be seen with him in public?

You deserved better than that.

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The lady from the underground was temporarily forgotten as the two of you entered the apartment. Shoes were carelessly kicked off by the front door, Cez barely managing to catch you before you disappeared off into your room. He gave you a soft smile as you looked at him. "Goodnight," he murmured and placed a kiss on your cheek- something he had been doing ever since your first night in London. It wasn't strange. Except that it was different this time.

The tension from the underground was back with full force, his eyes blown wide as he looked down on you. You almost held your breath as his hands slowly curled around your waist in such a light touch that you barely felt it and yet you shivered, your lips parting and his gaze immediately dropping to your mouth.

While walking the short distance from the station to the apartment you had been sure that you'd go to bed without getting that kiss. In fact, you had been sure that it would take a long time until either one of you would make another move again. If ever.

Your eyelids fluttered as he bent down, his forehead lightly knocking against yours and your hands immediately reaching up to grasp his biceps. "Cez…" you mumbled, your heart racing in your chest and your body following his guiding hands without a moment of hesitation as he tugged you closer.

He only hummed in response, the feeling of your soft and curvy body against his firm chest having his mind in overdrive again, his blood rushing south a lot quicker than it should. He couldn't believe that you had such an extreme effect on him- not that he would want to change it in any way. Swallowing heavily, you let your eyes fall closed as he tilted his head to place a couple of soft kisses over your jaw. Your next words had his heart skipping a beat and his skin tingling in anticipation.

"Kiss me."

He didn't waste another second as he captured your lips in a kiss that was much softer than you had expected. It felt a bit like coming home as he slid his hands around to rest on your back while you reached up to cup his cheeks, his lips fitting so perfectly against yours that you couldn't concentrate on anything else. All that mattered in this moment was how he kissed you and how his beard was scratching your skin in ways that drove you insane. Your chest arched into his as he lightly sucked on your bottom lip, his hands immediately following the curve of your spine and making you release a soft sound into the kiss.

His teeth just quickly tugged on your bottom lip before he pulled back, lips disconnecting with a wet sound and a quiet whimper slipping past your lips. You immediately chased his lips again, feeling how they curved into a smile against yours and wanting to deepen the kiss, but he pulled back once more.

He placed two more quick pecks on your lips before he leaned back and slowly opened his eyes to find yours still closed, a blissful smile resting on your features. Your thumbs slowly brushed over his cheekbones and your head tilted towards him as he placed a soft kiss on the tip of your nose. Eyes opening, you looked up to him with an expression in them that was so warm and happy and full of affection that he couldn't stop himself from smiling widely.

Biting your bottom lip, you moved your hands to slide them under his jacket, slowly pushing it off his shoulders and returning the kiss he placed on your lips while he wrestled out of his jacket. Heart thumping in your chest, you let your fingers scratch through his beard and received a soft grunt from him before you reached for the zipper of your jacket. His gaze dropped to watch as you pulled it down, his hands immediately there to help you out of your jacket and carelessly leaving both yours and his on the floor as his hands found your body again.

It was like he was waiting for you to make a move, his gaze not leaving yours as you stretched up and wrapped your arms around his neck. One hand pushed under the collar of his sweater, flat palm placing on his back and feeling his shoulder blades shift as he dropped his hands to your hips. Goosebumps spread over your whole body as his fingertips slowly snuck beneath your hoodie, light touches on your bare skin as you leaned in to kiss him again.

Hands tracing up your sides, he felt how you pressed closer to him, your hand tangling into his hair while the other under his sweater slowly stroked his skin. His touch was so light that it almost tickled as he caressed your skin on his way up, only stopping as he reached the bottom of your ribcage where his fingers curled around your sides.

You went blindly as he pushed you backwards, your back connecting with the wall as his tongue slowly brushed over your bottom lip. Not parting your lips immediately, you wanted to grin as he released a little whine and tightened his grip on you, his teeth pulling on your bottom lip until you finally granted him access.

The feeling of your nails lightly scratching over his back while he eagerly explored your mouth like he got to kiss you for the first time brought back so many memories of Spain, wondering if you were also thinking about it. It had been almost two years since that night- he had started working on Shawn's team for barely four months at the time- and yet he often found himself thinking about it.

His fingers lightly dug into your skin as he released a soft moan into your mouth. He couldn't even remember why the two of you had gone to that bar alone that night- he was sure that the night would've never ended the way it had if someone else had come along. But it had been only you and him and it had given you the opportunity to get to know each other more, though he would have never expected that he would end up learning so much about you as he had found himself tangled in the sheets with you.

He could still remember how both of you had stumbled into his hotel room late at night, clothes shed all the way from the door to the bed. The way your sweaty body had felt against his, all skin on skin and bodies moving in perfect sync. The sounds you had made just for him, little breathy moans and whimpers right beside his ear. His name falling from your lips over and over in a way that was still enough- even after all this time- to have him achingly hard if he thought about it for too long. The scratches that you had left behind on his back- they had taken weeks to heal and he had been reminded of your night together every single time he had caught a glance at them or felt them rubbing against his T-shirts.

The feeling of your hips tilting forward and pushing against his brought him out of his memories, one of his hands slipping down to place on your lower back. He wanted nothing more than to take you upstairs and have you naked and begging on his bed, but he knew that tonight wasn't the right time. He wanted to take his time with you if he ever got you all to himself again and he knew that you wouldn't be able to stay awake for that tonight.

So- even though his body screamed at him in protest- he slowed down his kisses, feeling how at first you tried to deepen them again but eventually accepted his lead until he placed nothing more than gentle pecks on your lips. With a deep breath he slowly pulled back, the tip of his nose lightly rubbing against yours before he opened his eyes. Both your and his eyes were blown wide, barely any color left around the edge. Rosy cheeks, wet lips, heavy breaths- all of it left both of you in similar states of desire for more.

But, with another lingering kiss on your temple followed by a quick one to your lips, he stepped back, his touch leaving you and making you feel strangely cold. "Goodnight, darling."

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Dirty Little Secret (Who Has To Know?) Part 8

A/N: Remember when I said that the new chapter might take a while? Surprise! ... I obviously don’t have a life. But here we are. New concept, so many new ideas, and more chapters than I had planned at first. I’m not even going to pretend like I have everything planned out already, but the next few chapters are in the works!

Words: 2.4k

Pairing: Shawn/Reader, Cez/Reader

So maybe he noticed that his so brilliant plan wasn't as easy as it had seemed while he had been full of medications. But he figured he could do this. Babysteps- that was what he told himself over and over. Win your heart step by step. But it was a bit too late when he realized that his plan wouldn't work out.

His heart did a little skip as he stepped into the dressing room backstage and found you sitting at the table, your laptop in front of you. "Hey, Andrew is searching for you," he told you, his eyebrows furrowing as he received no reaction from you for several seconds.

"I'll be there in a minute," you muttered, your gaze still on the screen in front of you.

Stepping closer, he came to a stop behind you and looked over your shoulder to see that you were on the webpage of an airline. "Whatcha doin’?" he murmured, having to stop himself from the urge to wrap his arms around you and kiss your neck.

"I'm changing my flight for the break."

Immediate panic spread through his chest. You couldn't change your flight, he hadn't gotten the chance to ask you to come home with him yet. "Why? Did something with the timing not add up?" he asked, desperately hoping that you weren't changing the destination of your flight. He hadn't even gotten to ask you yet.

"No," you mumbled, his heart dropping as he finally found the reason why you were changing it just when you spoke up. "I'm going to England instead of home," you told him, his heart skipping and dropping and aching as you clicked the little button on the bottom right corner that officially changed your flight info.

"What are you doing in England?" he asked quietly, already expecting the worst. He forced himself to keep a neutral look on his face as you turned around in your chair to look at him, the way your eyes were so full of excitement making his heart hurt even more. He knew exactly what you would be doing in England- or more specifically who you'd be doing in England- but his heart broke all over as you said it out loud.

"Cez asked me to come."

You hated long flights. You absolutely despised them. Even though you didn’t have endlessly long legs like Shawn did you still felt like you didn't have enough room and overall it was just uncomfortable. Especially when you flew privately and didn't have the luxury of work paying for first class- you refused to spend your money on a ridiculously expensive first class ticket. But flying with someone else always made it better. Especially with Cez. Something about his calm aura always helped you relax. He always knew what to say to make you feel better again. And he was always there to hold your hand when turbulences hit- which scared the hell out of you. It didn't matter how many hours you had collectively spend on an airplane before, you never got used to the turbulences.

But in the end it was all worth it. You had already forgotten about the long flight as the cab drove through the beautiful streets of London, Cez completely silent beside you as he let you look out of the window with fascination written in your eyes. He knew how much you loved this city and he was convinced that the change of scenery might be good for you.

And his apartment made everything even better. Penthouse loft in a rather fancy complex building, lots and lots of open space with big windows. The guest bedroom- where you would be staying- was bigger than your bedroom at home and the bed was so comfortable that you considered asking him if you could move in with him.

"You're adorable," he grinned as you looked around the open space of his living room, kitchen and dining space with wide and curious eyes before he held his hand out to you. "Let me show you something."

His fingers intertwined with yours before he led you over to the stairs into the upstairs hallway and past a closed door that you figured was probably the master bedroom. He stopped in front of a huge balcony door leading out to a rooftop balcony that was just as big as the rest of the apartment. "You have to be kidding me," you whispered under your breath while he opened the doors, your hand pulling out of his as you immediately stepped outside.

Stepping over to the railing, you looked out over a breathtaking view of London, the wind lightly playing with your hair as he stepped up beside you. "It's so beautiful here," you mumbled, "I'm almost offended that you didn't take me here sooner.”

He chuckled and playfully bumped his shoulder against yours. "Promised that I'd take you here, remember?"

He had. Back when you had first started working together he had promised to take you on a trip to London after learning how much you adored his hometown. You hadn't forgotten about it. Neither had he. But he knew that he had chosen the right moment to invite you here. Both of you knew that you would be going insane if you were home right now.

Tearing your gaze off the view, you looked up to him with a carefree expression written in your eyes he had last seen weeks ago. The fact that you were so much happier by simply being here made his heart roar with pride.

Reaching up, you cupped his face in your hands and placed a kiss on his cheek before you tightly wrapped your arms around his neck. "Thank you for taking me here, Cez," you mumbled while his arms slung around your middle, holding you close to him and rubbing a hand over your shoulders.

"You're so welcome, darling," he whispered.

His gaze was on you as he followed you into the arena, his mind racing with so many thoughts that he got dizzy. Or maybe he got dizzy because he felt sick. You were going home with Cez. For two whole weeks. And you were so excited about it, a little bounce in your steps that made your ponytail swing from one side to the other.

Was he fighting back the tears? He wasn't even sure anymore. Out of all the things he had figured could go wrong when he would confess his feelings for you he hadn't expected that Cez would get into his way.

From the other side of the arena he caught Brian's gaze who gave Shawn a confused look, sensing that something wasn't alright. But he simply shook his head and averted his gaze, only to look straight at Cez who was standing off to the side on his phone. His jaw clenched and his despair was replaced by anger. That lucky bastard.

Had you been sneaking around with Cez too? Gotten some alone time with him? Had he gotten to have you all to himself for an entire night? Or even more? His thoughts went wild, putting images into his head that had his hands curling into fists, though he wasn’t even sure if any of it had actually happened.

His eyes moved over to you again where you were discussing something with Andrew. It only took a simple smile from you as you caught him looking to have his erratic heartbeat calm down. His clenched hands relaxed as he weakly returned your smile.

You had done nothing wrong. You weren't in a relationship with either one of them, even if Shawn oh so desperately wanted you to be his girl. You were allowed to sleep around, even if it was with Cez. You didn't know that Shawn was helplessly falling for you. You didn't know that he felt like his heart was ripped into two as he realized that he had lost you before he had even gotten a chance to be with you.

It knocked the breath out of him, his body trembling and tears gathering in his eyes. How did no one notice that he was falling apart right here, in the middle of the arena? Why was no one coming to catch him?

Someone firmly grabbed his arm and dragged him towards one of the exits. The ringing in his ears was too loud to make out what Brian was saying, tears blurring his sight as he followed his friend leading him backstage.

Cez would get to have you all to himself for two weeks. He would get to show you the city you loved with your whole heart. He would get the chance to make you fall in love with him- the one thing Shawn wouldn't get to do anymore.

You had chosen Cez over him.

He showed you the pretty sides of London that you had never gotten to see before. He took you to his favorite pubs. He took you to concerts of bands you had never heard of before, but enjoyed every single one of them. He convinced you to mediate with him on the rooftop balcony, high above the stress of the town below you. You had to admit, you couldn't remember ever having felt so relaxed as in that moment, sitting on a throw blanket on the ground with every single muscle in your body absolutely relaxed.

No matter what he did or where he took you, he really managed to make the trip memorable to you.

It was a rainy afternoon- you had cursed all of rainy England just that morning for ruining your planned trip to Hyde Park. You were sitting on the couch in front of the huge windows with a book you had taken from the big bookshelf stacked with books upon books- so many books that you had asked him if he had robbed a library- as he approached you.

He smiled as he spotted the familiar cover of his favorite book in your hands. "How is it?" he asked and nodded towards the book.

"I really like it so far," you grinned and closed it as he sat down beside you. "What’s up?"

"Just a suggestion," he started, "feel free to say no if you want to have a lazy day in." He grinned as you looked at him with intrigued and slightly impatient eyes. "Wanna go on a little trip out of town?"

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"Can we go on the Ferris Wheel?" you gasped in excitement, your eyes pleading and reminding him of the reaction of a little kid. The fact that you were nibbling around on cotton candy that was almost twice the size of your head didn't make it any better. The drive to Margate had been longer than you had expected when he had suggested to get out of town, but you hadn't complained at all. You had gotten to see so much of England while he had been navigating his way through the streets with an ease that made it clear that it wasn't his first trip there.

You had been wondering during the entire drive where he would take you- and you had some places in mind. But the last thing you had expected to see was the sight of the ocean. You didn't mind that the sand was cold and the water was even colder as you dipped a foot in- the sound of the waves and the smell in the air put you at ease immediately. And just a short walk away from the beach was a little amusement park where he took you after he was sure that you had enjoyed the ocean enough… for now.

He chuckled and made a motion for you to lead the way, following you with a grin and watching how you almost bounced with excitement. "You really shouldn't think that a grown woman can get so excited over a simple Ferris Wheel."

"Excuse me," you gasped and turned around to him, "that is rude, sir."

"Hey, I'm not saying it’s a bad thing," he defended himself and held his hands up in surrender. "It's one of the things I adore most about you, actually," he told you and saw how your playful features shifted into curiosity, "how you can appreciate the little things in life that others don't even pay much attention to."

A grin spread over his lips as he noticed that your cheeks got rosy, followed by a quiet chuckle as you sighed and turned back to the line. You couldn't stop yourself from briefly closing your eyes at the feeling of his lips pressing a gentle kiss on the side of your head. It didn't take too long until the two of you climbed into the little cabin that fit both of you just perfectly, sharing your cotton candy with him while you slowly made your way up.

"Hold on," you mumbled as you caught sight of the seemingly endless ocean, the sun just starting to set. It gave you such a romantic feeling that you just wanted to cuddle into his side- the fact that he had his arm stretched out over the back of the very uncomfortable seat didn't make it any better. "Did you trick me into going on a date with you?"

He laughed loudly beside you and shook his head. "May I remind you of the fact that it was your idea to take a ride?"

"Yeah," you squinted your eyes at him in a way that was more adorable than intimidating, "but you wanted to go here. You probably knew that I want to go on the Ferris Wheel. This was all part of your plan!" You gasped in realization and repeatedly nudged a finger against his chest.

Grinning widely, he took your hand into his to stop you from attacking him. "Yes, darling. You exposed my masterplan," he played along, "I knew that you would decide to go on this during sunset so I can wait until we're at the very top before I kiss you. All of that just so you can proceed to throw up on me, because you always say that clichés like that make you sick.”

"I'm on to you, Darke," you said and pointed your cotton candy at him in a dramatic way, though couldn't stop yourself from grinning as he took a big bite and gave you a wink.

You didn't really think about it as his hand rested on your thigh during the drive home.

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