#Andy barber oneshot

[alisonsfics]

weekend trip

pairing: ex! best friends brother! andy barber x reader

summary: when your best friend invites you to stay with them at their cabin for the weekend, you think nothing could go wrong. until her brother andy shows up, who happens to be your ex-boyfriend, unbeknownst to your friend.

word count: 2.4k

warnings: smut, fingering, dirty talk, public teasing, mentions of smut, minors DNI (18+ only)

“Oh, come on, Kristina. Pick up the phone,” you mumbled to yourself as your phone continued to ring. You looked around for the fifth time, seeing if you could find a spare key.

You were officially locked out, and it was starting to get dark.

Your best friend, Kristina, had invited you on a weekend getaway at an Airbnb that was a cabin the mountains.

You were the first one to arrive, and you couldn’t remember the passcode for the lock. Kristina had told you, but it’d been in the middle of a rant about a million other things, so it was gone from your memory.

You assumed there’d be a spare key hidden under the mat or something. There wasn’t. And Kristina wasn’t picking up her phone.

You heard tires crunching on the fall leaves. When you turned around, you saw Kristina pulling into the driveway. You threw your hands up in the air, cheering. You enthusiastically waved to her, earning a giggle from her. You set your duffel bag down and raced over to her car once she parked.

“You just hanging out outside?” She asked, as she got out of the car. You rolled your eyes and shook your head. “I don’t remember the passcode. I kept calling you but the signal kinda sucks.” You told her.

She laughed at your dilemma. “It’s 0613,” she said, to which you ran towards the door to grab your bag.

“I need to pee. I’ll see you in a second.” You said, as you ran into the house towards the closest bathroom.

When you came out, you went to find a bedroom to put your bag in.

Kristina had been your best friend since you both met in middle school. Her fiance, Dan, was also coming on the trip. Along with two of Kristina’s friends from college, and one of them was bringing a boyfriend.

You saw a room with a big queen size bed with Kristina’s suitcase placed on top. Then, there were two rooms that each had two twin beds. You picked one of the rooms and tossed your bag down.

When you came back out into the living room, Kristina was unpacking some of her snacks into the fridge. “Dan’s just a few minutes away, and he thinks the others are driving behind him.” She told you.

You both snacked on some cheese and crackers until they arrived. You remembered her friends from seeing them at Kristina’s birthdays and dinner parties.

“I think that’s them outside.” Kristina said, hearing two cars pull into the driveway. She headed for the front door, and you followed behind.

When her friends got out of their car, you realized there was no boyfriend with them. “I thought her boyfriend was coming.” You whispered to Kristina.

“They broke up last weekend. I forgot to tell you.” She said quickly. She reintroduced you to them, just in case. Dan came over and gave Kristina a kiss. “Nice to see you again,” he said, smiling and waving at you.

“Oh, and then, you obviously know Andy.” Kristina said, gesturing behind Dan.

You felt your heart skip a beat when you heard his name. You whipped your head over your shoulder to turn around. Sure enough, the one and only Andy Barber was staring back to you.

You quickly forced a polite smile. “It’s been a while. It’s good to see you.” He said, smirking at you.

“Alright, let’s all head inside.” Kristina said, heading towards the front door.

Your eyes stayed on Andy. You were having trouble believing he was really there. Then, his signature cologne hit you, and you knew you weren’t dreaming.

The dreamy combination of vanilla and cedar surrounded you and made it hard for you to focus.

Andy was Kristina’s older brother. You saw him all the time growing up when you’d go over to Kristina’s house. Your relationship with him was never anything out of the ordinary. He was just your best friend’s brother.

Until the divorce and Jacob’s trial two years ago.

After the trial, a lot of the employees at Andy’s law firm quit. You happened to be living back in town and had been recently laid off, so Andy hired you as his secretary after Kristina suggested it.

It was fine until a late night when you both were sleep-deprived. You both, against your better judgement, hooked up in his office.

You told him that you couldn’t work with him and sleep with him. So, he assigned you to be a different attorney’s assistant in the office. That way he could still see you around the office, and after work, he had you all to himself.

The attorney you worked for gave you a promotion after a few months.

You spent a late night at the office, thinking everyone had gone home for the day. You ran into Andy, and he took you back to his office and fucked you on his desk.

One of the employees that you beat for the promotion walked in on you. He threatened to go to HR because Andy was technically the owner of the firm. He accused Andy of giving you the promotion in exchange for sex.

You and Andy agreed it was too messy, so you stopped seeing each other and you got a new job somewhere else. It had been two years.

You never told Kristina about any of it. She assumed you stopped working there because you got a better job offer.

“You look shocked to see me.” Andy whispered to you, as the others walked ahead of you. You glared at him. “Of course I am. Kristina didn’t tell me you’d be here.” You said, raising your eyebrows.

He chuckled to himself. “Last minute thing. Dan didn’t want to be the only guy here after the breakup with what’s his name.” He told you. You ran your fingers through your hair.

You had no idea how you were going to survive a weekend with Andy while his sister was around.

As you all walked into the house, you did some quick mental math and realized that meant you were sharing a room with Andy. When you saw the smirk on his face, you knew he realized it too.

“Did you bring that wine that you had at your birthday?” You asked Kristina as you followed her into the kitchen. She quickly nodded and pulled it out of the fridge. The four of you girls sat on the couches and chatted while drinking wine.

The boys had both disappeared, but it didn’t bother you. You were worried about ogling Kristina’s brother in front of her.

After a while, you went down the hallway, so you could grab your phone charger out of your bag.

You walked into your room. You stopped in your tracks when you saw Andy standing by his bed with a towel wrapped around his hips. Water droplets dripped down his chest. He was quite literally shining.

You blinked, and your mouth hung open as you stared. “Not like you haven’t seen it before, sweetheart.” He pointed out. You snapped back into reality.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. You think seeing you shirtless is some priceless gift. Guess your ego's gotten pretty big since the last time I saw you.” You teased him as you walked over to your bag. You fished your charger out and turned back around to face him.

“You were admiring me. You can just admit it. If it’ll make you feel better, I can stare at your ass when you leave the room. You know, if that’ll help.” He said, smirking at him. You rolled your eyes and threw one of your pillows over at his face.

You turned to leave the room and heard a soft whistle from behind you. You quickly flicked him off behind your back before going back to the living room.

“Oh great, you’re back. We were thinking about going in the hot tub.” Kristina said, turning to look at you. You eagerly nodded. “Of course. That sounds like fun.” You added.

You all went to get changed and met on the back porch.

You were the last to walk out. Andy’s eyes trailed down your body, practically drooling over you and your bikini.

You all piled into the hot tub once it got up to temperature. Andy gladly took a seat next to you. You all chatted about any topic that came to mind.

In the middle of Kristina’s rant about some lady she ran into at work, you caught Andy staring at you. You noticed the smirk on his face. He was realizing with all the bubbles, you couldn’t see into the water.

He slowly moved his hand closer to you, letting his pinky graze against yours. You fought to keep the smile off your face. He interlocked his pinky with yours, caressing your hand and eventually, interlacing his fingers with yours.

You felt a giddy sense of joy. You felt like a schoolgirl holding hands with her crush for the first time.

You mourned the loss of contact when Andy dropped your hand. You figured he was worried someone would notice.

You rested your arm along the back of the hot tub, leaning your face on your hand.

All of a sudden, you felt Andy’s large palm grab the top of your thigh.

You audibly gasped. Starting to panic, you tried to disguise it as a cough. “You alright?” Kristina asked, looking over at you. You quickly nodded.

You cleared your throat. “Yep, I’m good.” You lied. Andy innocently moved his arm out of the water and patted your back as though he wasn’t just sneaking his hand up your leg.

You both shared a silent glance. He had a glint in his eye that let you knew he wasn’t done.

You felt his hand on your thigh again. This time, you made sure not to jump or squirm under his touch.

You felt oddly content having his hand on you. It felt like Andy was yours. You set your hand on top of his until he shook your hand off. Then, his hand started inching higher up your thigh.

His thumb ran along the inside of your thigh. You felt like the air was ripped from your lungs. A shiver ran down you. You quickly tried to cross your legs, but Andy pushed them apart.

Across the hot tub, Kristina yawned. “You tired? We can go to bed.” Dan said, looking over at her. Andy ran his thumb along the outside of your bikini bottoms.

“Yes yes, go ahead. Don’t let us keep you up.” You told her, a little too eagerly. Kristina agreed, and all four of them decided to head off to bed.

“I’ll probably just stay out a little longer, but I’ll be in soon.” Andy said, leaning back and pretending to admire the stars.

When you heard the back door close, you turned to face Andy. “You’re a fucking asshole.” You scolded him. He chuckled to himself.

“So, you want me to go inside and leave you alone?” He teased you, cocking his head to the side. You gave him a deadpan look. “You know that’s not what I had in mind.” You said, looking up at him through your eyelashes.

He turned to face you, resting his arm behind you. “Well we gotta be careful, sweetheart. All the windows face out here. I can’t just fuck you here without them seeing it.” He told you softly.

You groaned, knowing he was right. “You finish what you started, and I’ll make it up to you later tonight.” You told him. You started smirking when you saw the way he adjusted his bathing suit.

“You don’t know what you do to me, sweetheart.” He said, sitting back the right way so he wasn’t facing you.

His palm rested against your stomach. You felt goosebumps pop up on your arms. He slowly dipped two fingers into your bathing suit.

“You thought about me at all since the last time we saw each other?” He asked you, as he ran one finger through your folds. Your whole body shuddered.

“I thought about you every time I went home with a guy.” You said as your eyes fluttered closed. A cocky smile spread across Andy’s face. “Nobody does it like me, do they?” He asked, pushing one finger into you.

You bucked your hips up against his hand. A quiet whine escaped your lips. “No, you make me feel so good. So much better than they do,” you muttered, having to bite down on your lip to not moan.

He curled his finger inside you, making you jump and a moan slipped out, “Ohhh, fuck, Andy.” He loved hearing you moan his name.

“Shhh, sweetheart. You gotta keep quiet for me or I’ll have to stop.” He whispered to you. You quickly shook your head, begging him not to stop. “No no, God, don’t stop.” You begged, covering your mouth with your hand.

You rolled your hips, grinding down against his hand. “You need more? Can you take another?” he asked, adding another finger. Your face contorted as you struggled to keep quiet. You could already feel the pressure in your stomach. You moved your hand away for a second. “Please go faster, Andy. I’m almost there.” You begged.

He nodded as he sped up his face. He was ramming his fingers into you, repeatedly hitting your g-spot. You felt a tear slip down your cheek as you bit down on your lip.

“Go ahead, baby. You can cum. Let go for me,” he said, rubbing his thumb against your clit.

Your vision went white as you panted. Andy was addicted to the way your chest was rising and falling so quickly. You grinded down on his calloused hand.

“Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum,” you mumbled, grabbing onto his bicep and sinking your nails into him.

You hit your high and bucked your hips against him. You could feel yourself clenching around Andy’s fingers. He slowed down his pace, bringing you down from your high.

“Such a good job, sweetheart. Look so pretty when you cum for me,” he praised you. You leaned your head back and caught your breath.

He leaned over and quickly pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“You’re so bad for me, Barber.” You said, looking over at him with a grin. He winked at you. “You’re just as bad for me, sweetheart. I’m addicted to you at this point.” He said, smirking at you.

“If you go in, I’ll be in there in a second. I didn’t forget about my end of the bargain.” You said, winking at him.

He chuckled to himself. “God, you’re perfect.” He said, getting out of the tub and kissing your head again.

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[bemysugarbean]

Anyone remember that Andy barber x reader one shot where reader and Andy (obvs) are both lawyers and they’re hashing it out in a meeting/court room and then they end up having ✨ spicy times ✨ in the bathroom and then Andy is like you go home and have a bath or something/mention of their kids and you’re like OMG NO WONDER THE CHEMISTRY, THEY’RE MARRIED 💒

[inkedreverie]

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐂𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐈𝐧

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: husband ! andy barber x wife! female reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: When your mother dies after suffering from Alzheimer's disease, you struggle to cope with the pain.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 & 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: 18+ content. grief, angst, depression, loss of a loved one, andy being a perfect husband ( yes, that's a warning), once again. smut, p in v sex, vaginal fingering, angst with a happy ending, sad/grief sex, mentions of Alzheimer's disease, angst but fluff at the end. Mentions of God, fucking in a church. (oops.), mentions of alcohol.

𝐚/𝐧: This poor man! I always get hella muse for angst fics when it comes to him. One day I'm gonna write the fluffiest romantic fic with him but, today is not that day. lol. This fic is very self-indulgent and the inspo is from personal aspects of my life so I'm excited to share it with you guys.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 6.1k +

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐈𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐱 | 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐀𝐎𝟑

When the storms of life batter me, be the hand that I hold. When I have nothing else left.

She knew this moment was inevitable. From the very beginning, she had seen the signs, and over time, they had only grown more pronounced. Y/N could still hear the echoes of Andy's voice in her mind, offering comforting words. "You did everything you could, babe." But those words couldn't alleviate the ache in her heart or the invisible weight that seemed to press down on her ribcage, slowly suffocating her.

Tears streamed down her face, starting from the inner corners of her eyes and burning as they made their way down her cheeks. She sought solace in the sanctuary of her bed, hiding beneath the plush covers made of Egyptian cotton. Sleep became her refuge, a temporary escape from the harsh reality she was facing. She desperately wanted to believe that this wasn't real, that it wasn't happening. Just when she thought she could catch her breath, the respite was shattered by the memory of the phone call from the care center.

"Andy, stop!" Y/N giggled as he playfully showered her face with kisses, their bodies cozily intertwined on the couch. "Mmm. Only if you give me one more kiss," he teased, a mischievous smirk adorning his face. Their lips were about to meet when her phone rudely interrupted the moment. Glancing at the caller ID, she sighed, recognizing the number from the care center where her mother was currently residing.

In an instant, her demeanor changed. Her shoulders slumped, and the once radiant smile faded away. Taking a deep breath, she felt the soothing touch of her husband's warm hand massaging her back. Andy had witnessed the gradual decline in her mother's health, so a part of him was not entirely surprised. But as he saw her body tense up and tears welling up in her eyes, he didn't need to ask. He already knew.

The words echo in her ears, "I'm sorry to inform you. But your mother passed away last night."

She mouthed a small, tearful thank you, her voice already cracking, before placing her phone down on the coffee table in front of them. Taking a deep breath, she felt her chest tighten with a sense of dread that washed over her. Unable to hold back any longer, she broke down, her hands instinctively covering her face as tears streamed down.

Andy immediately enveloped her in his arms, pulling her close and holding her tightly against him. Resting his head against hers, he provided a comforting presence as she cried into his chest. Her body shook with sobs, and warm tears soaked her face. It all felt unreal. Her mother had passed away, and she hadn't even had the chance to say goodbye, too consumed by her life with Andy.

"It's my fault, Andy. I should have visited her. I should have been a better daughter," she wailed, her cries echoing through the room. Andy shook his head, gently pulling her away from his chest to look her in the eyes.

"No, no, no, no, Y/N. No, sweetheart. You are an amazing daughter. You're an amazing person. And I know your mom thought that too," he reassured her, his voice filled with love and understanding.

More tears welled up in her eyes as she shook her head. "No, no. She died alone and probably scared. I should have been there. I should have..." Her voice trailed off, and she abruptly stood up, running into the bedroom as more tears threatened to spill down her cheeks.

Her husband quickly followed her, stepping into their bedroom and finding her leaning against the bedpost. Tears blurred her vision as she spoke, her voice filled with anguish. "I can't do this, Andy. I can't face her. I can't." She sobbed uncontrollably as he slowly approached her, reaching out to gently wipe away her tears.

"Yes, you can. And I'll be right there with you. Every step of the way, babe," he reassured her, pressing a tender kiss on her forehead, a promise of unwavering support and love.

The next morning was consumed by the somber task of planning a funeral and making arrangements for her mother's final farewell. Y/N anxiously sat by the phone, waiting for a call back from the funeral director she had spoken to earlier in the day. Taking a deep breath, she exhaled slowly, running her hands through her hair, trying to gather her thoughts amidst the whirlwind of emotions.

Everything else seemed to blur together - the funeral planning, the drive to the funeral home, and the day of the funeral itself. Andy noticed the profound change in her demeanor, the quietness and distance that had settled upon her.

He understood the immense pain she was enduring, as they both grappled with their grief. The most difficult part was verifying her mother's body and informing friends and family of the funeral date. While she could notify most of them through social media or text, having to engage in phone conversations with some was almost unbearable. Hearing them share cherished memories only intensified the ache in her heart. She knew it was their way of grieving and bidding farewell, but it did little to alleviate her own anguish.

To make matters worse, her husband had to witness her breakdown multiple times, offering solace as she wept. She was consumed by anger, guilt, and a sense of selfishness. How could she have let her mother down, even in her state of deteriorating mental health? After what felt like an eternity of making calls and notifications online, she finally joined her father and husband, sinking down onto a bench with a heavy sigh. Andy and her dad didn't miss her weariness.

"How are you holding up, angel?" her father asked, gently stroking her hair. Y/N looked up at her husband, finding comfort in his soft, reassuring smile, which she gratefully returned. "Not so great. But, I'm hanging in there, I suppose. How about you, Dad?" She posed the question, her lip caught between her teeth, her worry evident.

He smiled, giving a small shrug. "Oh, I'm alright. We can only move forward, one step at a time. God called your mom, and he had his reasons. It could have been cancer or something far worse. He called her home, and we can't continue to torment ourselves over this. It's not what she would have wanted.”

Her hands paused in mid-air, hovering over the boxes filled with her mother's belongings. The weight of guilt still clung to her, dragging her down into a sea of remorse. Thoughts of what could have been haunted her, tormenting her with images of her mother's final moments, alone in that cold hospice bed. She closed her eyes tightly, squeezing the bridge of her nose in an attempt to alleviate the pain that threatened to overwhelm her.

"Let's go home, honey. All of us," he said, extending his hand to her. Y/N's trembling hand reached out and clasped his, and a wave of relief washed over her. She released a long-held breath, feeling a glimmer of solace in Andy's presence. As her father and husband made their way to the car, she was overcome by an overwhelming sense of guilt. She couldn't help but wonder if there was something, anything, she could have done differently. Was there a chance she could have been there for her mother in her final moments?

Her legs shook beneath her, and goosebumps prickled on her skin as she grappled with the weight of her emotions. Andy's hand enclosed hers, offering a measure of comfort that calmed her nerves, if only slightly. He guided her towards the car, understanding the turmoil that churned within her.

When they arrived at their home, her husband unlocked the door and led Y/N and her father into the warm embrace of their sanctuary. Without hesitation, she shrugged off her coat and tossed it onto the waiting coat rack. But as she glanced around the room, a strong urge to unpack and organize everything overcame her. She felt the need to keep herself busy, to distract herself from the turmoil within her heart.

Andy's concerned gaze met hers, and he gently asked, "What're you doing, sweetie?" His expression reflected his worry, longing to understand her actions.

She took a deep breath, her shoulders sagging under the weight of her conflicting emotions. "I... I was going to unpack. I thought it would help me keep my mind off things," she admitted, her voice tinged with a mixture of exhaustion and determination.

Andy's concern softened his features, and he placed his hands on her shoulders, offering her support. "I understand that you want to stay busy, but right now, you need to focus on taking care of yourself. Unpacking can wait. Allow yourself time to rest and heal," he advised, his voice filled with love and compassion.

She sighed, feeling torn between her need to distract herself and the necessity of confronting her grief. She knew deep down that Andy was right, that she needed to prioritize her own well-being during this painful time. With a nod, she yielded to his guidance, allowing him to lead her away from the boxes and towards a moment of respite in their home.

Andy's heart ached as he witnessed her anguish, her tears falling freely down her cheeks. He longed to ease her pain, to mend her broken spirit. Without hesitation, he rushed to her side, his arms encircling her trembling form. He murmured soothingly, his voice a gentle lullaby, as he rocked her back and forth, as if cradling their unborn child. His fingertips traced comforting circles between her shoulder blades, offering solace in his touch.

She bit her bottom lip. She wanted to leave it all there. "I can't believe what a failure of a daughter I am, Andy. A good daughter wouldn't have left her mom's last minutes being some sort of empty hospital room!" Tears started falling from Y/N's cheeks again.

"Oh no, honey, shhhhhh," he whispered softly, trying to calm her sobs. The weight of her words, filled with self-doubt and guilt, struck him deeply. He knew the depths of her heartache, the torment of feeling like she had failed as a daughter. He wiped away her tears with the sleeve of his shirt, his own tears threatening to spill.

"There's always going to be that feeling of guilt in you," Andy spoke gently, his voice carrying a mix of empathy and understanding. She looked up at him, her eyes searching for reassurance and validation. Cupping her face in his hands, he met her gaze with unwavering sincerity. "But I know deep down, she knew how much you loved her. You did what you believed was best, and even if she couldn't express it in those last moments, I know your mom loved you more than words can say.”

His voice quivered slightly, tears welling up in his own eyes, but he remained resolute, keeping their connection unbroken. Her bottom lip found solace between her teeth, a sign that she was trying to hold back her tears. She nodded, finding solace in his words, burying her face back into the nape of his neck.

As she managed to calm herself, her breathing shaky but steady, Andy's tears began to fall silently down his cheeks. Still, he held her tightly in his arms, his love and support unwavering. He brought his lips close to hers, placing a tender kiss upon them, a gesture of comfort and affection.

She pulled away slightly, her eyes searching his face as she cupped his cheek. "Don't you cry too? Please?" she whispered, her thumbs gently wiping away the tears that streaked his cheeks. His lips formed a tight-lipped smile, his hands moving down her arms to envelop her hands with his own.

"Hey, can you excuse us? I want to talk to my wife alone," Andy interjected, a hint of playfulness in his tone. She couldn't help but smile at his words, appreciating his effort to lighten the mood. Her father chuckled softly, understanding the need for privacy. "Nothing dirty, sir. Or raunchy. Promise," Andy added, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Y/N's father snickered, his laughter a bittersweet mix of emotions. "Okay, I'll leave you two young kids alone," he said, his voice tinged with a touch of sadness. But before he made his exit, she placed her hand on her father's shoulder, her expression filled with gratitude and understanding. "You don't need to keep walking on eggshells around me, Dad," she reassured him, her voice filled with warmth. Her father returned her smile, tears still glistening in his eyes. "I know you've been strong all day. Stronger than any other girl I know. You look exhausted. Please go lie down. Take a break.”

Her father's concern touched her heart, knowing that he worried for her well-being amidst the overwhelming grief. She nodded, her voice choked with emotion. "Okay, Dad." She gave him a sad, tight-lipped smile before making her way up the stairs and into their shared bedroom.

She sat on the edge of the bed, the weight of her emotions pressing upon her. She kicked off her shoes, and began to undress, her mind swirling with thoughts and uncertainties. The bottled-up grief threatened to consume her. She wondered if a small nap and a hot bath would provide some respite, or if the lack of sleep and constant nightmares would further exacerbate her pain.

Lost in her thoughts, she was caught off guard when Andy entered the room. He sat beside her, his presence a comforting anchor in the midst of her turmoil. His hands gently took hold of hers, his eyes locked onto hers with unwavering love and concern. "How are you feeling, honey?" Andy asked, his voice filled with tenderness.

Her eyebrows raised, and she realized that amidst her own pain, she hadn't taken the time to consider how Andy was coping with their loss. She hesitated for a moment before speaking up again. "Andy," she began, her voice filled with a mix of vulnerability and curiosity. "How are you holding up?” He froze. He wanted to break down, to cry, scream, yell. But seeing her already vulnerable, the thought of sharing his emotions in that moment. She didn't need to deal with any of his bullshit on top of everything else.

Her voice trembled as she cut Andy off, her desperation evident. "Please tell me," she pleaded, her eyes searching his for answers. "Please, I want to know."

There was a moment of silence, filled with the weight of their shared grief, before Andy found his voice. "This really sucks," he finally spoke, his words heavy with the raw truth of their situation.

Y/N remained quiet, waiting for him to elaborate, to offer some semblance of understanding. "This fucking sucks. And that's okay," he continued, his tone filled with a mix of resignation and acceptance.

She nodded, her expression unwavering, as she processed his words. It wasn't the response she had hoped for, nor was it the answer she had sought. But in that moment, they both realized that there were no right words or perfect explanations for the pain they were experiencing. They were navigating uncharted territory, and all they had was their love for each other to guide them through.

"I'm sorry, Andy," Her voice wavered with a mix of guilt and sorrow. "I've been so consumed by my own depression that I haven't thought to ask how you're feeling during all of this." She sighed, her gaze falling to their entwined hands, seeking solace in their connection.

Andy's eyes softened, filled with understanding and empathy. "Babe, no, don't do that," he reassured her, his voice gentle yet firm. "Don't beat yourself up over how you think you should have felt or acted. Everyone deals with grief and depression in their own ways. Sometimes, our reactions are different, and that's okay." He gently placed his hand over hers, offering comfort and reassurance.

Tears welled in the corners of her eyes, a mix of sadness and guilt washing over her. She had already shed so many tears in the past weeks, yet they still managed to haunt her, carrying the weight of her emotions. Guilt for missing her mother, for mourning her absence, and guilt for feeling relieved that her mother was no longer suffering in that cold hospice room, alone.

Andy interrupted her self-loathing, his finger gently lifting her chin, redirecting her gaze to meet his. Her glossy eyes locked with his, and he moved his finger from her chin to caress the side of her face, a tender smile gracing his lips. "Remember our vows?" he asked softly, his voice filled with love and conviction.

Tears blurred her vision as her chin trembled, but a bittersweet smile found its way to her lips as she reminisced. "In sickness and in health, for better or worse, 'til death do us part," she whispered, her voice filled with the weight of their commitment.

Andy nodded, pulling her closer into his embrace, seeking solace in their shared strength. "What we have now could be so much worse," he murmured, his voice filled with gratitude and love. "And the fact that we've managed to make it here, through all that we've faced, just further proves to me that what we have is real. It's forever.”

She chuckled sadly, tears streaming down her face, as she shook her head in disbelief. Her eyes met Andy's once again, a mixture of sorrow and love reflected in her gaze. "You've always been so optimistic," she managed to laugh softly, her voice tinged with sadness. She reached up to wipe the tears from her cheeks, a bittersweet smile playing on her lips. "That's one of the things I love about you, Andy.”

He beamed at her, pulling her even closer as they embraced, seeking solace in each other's presence. Andy buried his head in Y/N's neck, giving her a tender squeeze, before whispering, "I love you, so, so much.”

They sat in silence, wrapped in the warmth of their embrace, until she decided it was time to retire to bed. She stood up, pulling the covers back and sliding herself under them. Andy had already changed into more comfortable clothes, lying next to her on his back. The feeling of the soft mattress beneath his body eased some of the tension that had built up within him.

She bit her lower lip, her knees pressed together as she pondered her thoughts. "How do you do it?" she whispered, her gaze fixed on Andy's face as he smiled warmly at her. She inched closer, tracing her fingertip lightly along his bare chest. "

How do you stay so... optimistic all the time?" Her voice remained low as she rested her head on his shoulder, their fingers intertwined. The desire for physical intimacy welled up within her, a craving for connection and solace in his embrace.

"Because of you," he replied simply, his lips pressing a gentle kiss to her hairline. His fingers danced lightly up the back of her arm, causing a shiver to run down her spine as she moved her body closer to his. She tilted her head up, her eyes pleading and searching. Andy understood what she yearned for, what she needed. He wanted to ensure she was ready, that they were both in the same place emotionally.

He brought his hand up to stroke the side of her face, his thumb wiping away a stray tear that had escaped her eye. Meeting her gaze, he silently asked for permission. She nodded, her heart filled with longing. Andy shifted his position, hovering over her, propping himself up on his elbow as he leaned down, his lips gently brushing against hers.

"Andy, take away the pain. Please?" she whispered, her eyes locked onto his, filled with a mixture of vulnerability and desire.

Andy couldn't deny her request, not at this moment, not when she looked at him with such longing and trust. "Of course," he murmured, his voice filled with love and devotion.

And with that, his lips crushed against hers as she eagerly accepted them. She parted her lips as his tongue slipped inside, their tongues massaging each other, desperate for contact. Andy moved his hand down, sliding her panties off as his lips trailed her neck. Y/N let out a small whimper, Andy's lips pressing kisses to the area right below her ear.

"So beautiful.”

His hand slid down between her legs, his fingertips brushing against her already swollen clit, making her shudder. Her hips bucked slightly at the touch. Andy's thumb began circling her clit as his middle finger teased her entrance. His lips trailed down her throat before returning back to her mouth, capturing them in a passionate kiss. He pushed his finger into her wet pussy, and she moaned into his mouth.

He broke their kiss and pulled his finger out before bringing them to his lips, sucking them clean of Y/N's juices. His tongue danced along her bottom lip and Y/N pulled away, giving Andy room to continue his path. His mouth closed over her left nipple, biting lightly. She moaned louder this time, Andy's hand caressing her breast before his lips moved on, repeating the same movements to her right breast, eliciting a gasp from her.

He sucked gently before releasing her nipple, pulling away as her heart sped. His fingertips brushed against her sides lightly as she watched him. His blue eyes connected with hers, smirking slightly.

She gasped again, his fingers entering her slick channel, her juices dripping onto his fingers. He pressed his mouth against her inner thigh, tasting her for the first time in ages before lapping her clit teasingly with his tongue, his fingers moving deeper. Her eyes fluttered shut at the contact, Andy's tongue circling her clit, his fingers moving faster, her body arching. He sucked on her clit, sending shock waves through her body as she moaned, her walls fluttering around his fingers. She came hard.

As he pulled his fingers from her entrance, Andy pressed his mouth against hers passionately once again, their tongues massaging against each other again. She moaned when his hardened cock grazed the inside of her thigh, Andy positioning himself at her entrance, her hands gently tangling in his hair. She nodded, encouraging him to continue.

As he slid himself inside her, they moaned together, wrapping her arms around his shoulders,and pressing her face against his. He was filling her completely. He kissed her forehead tenderly, then her cheek. His blue eyes were glossy.

"Y/N.." He whispered softly, stroking her cheek with his thumb.

His mouth returned to hers, passionately and with need, slowly pumping in and out. Andy could hear her panting, his heart pounding harder, their bodies moving together as if they were made for one. He broke their kiss again, moaning slightly. He cupped her face, locking eyes with her again.

"I-Fuck, hun!" He cried out, as he felt the pressure building inside him again, thrusting deeper in slow rhythmic beats. She bit down on her bottom lip, desperately trying to quiet her moans.

"Shh. We have to be quiet, remember?" she whispered, her hand caressing the side of his cheek. Andy groaned softly against her as he continued pumping inside her. "I know. It's just...You feel so good…"

He quickened his pace again, moaning against her neck, his breath hot on her skin as he buried himself to the hilt. She came quickly, moaning Andy's name and her walls contracted around him. He could feel himself exploding and his hot seed fill her cunt.

As they rode out their orgasms together, his lips sought hers, pressing against her forcefully as their bodies stilled and her muscles relaxed. Andy collapsed beside her on his back with a small 'oof,' still catching his breath. She curled herself against his side, resting her head on his chest with a smile, letting the wave of post-orgasmic bliss wash over them.

Andy tucked a piece of hair behind her ear and kissed her forehead.

"Thank you," Y/N mumbled, barely conscious as sleep overcame her. Andy pulled her body into his, spooning her. He knew how much she needed this. To feel loved. To know that he was always there for her. And no matter what, no matter what happened or what would happen, he would be.

He sighed, planting a small kiss on her temple before wrapping an arm around her waist. "Sleep, honey. I'm right here, Y/N. Always." Andy whispered reassuringly, a small smile forming on his lips, his arms and body curling into her as she drifted into a peaceful sleep.

The next few days became a blur, and as the reception began after the funeral, she wasted no time in seeking solace in alcohol. She had felt like a slave to her emotions for far too long, but not today, not at her mother's funeral. She would drown her pain with drinking, numbing herself to the overwhelming grief.

Secluded in one of the empty rooms of the church, she hid away from the other guests. Her bloodshot eyes widened when she heard the door open, revealing Andy on the other side. Sniffling, she wiped her nose with the back of her hand, her cheeks stained with tears.

"I'm sorry, I know I should be out there," Andy said as he sat down on the pew beside her. "But I wanted to see how you were doing.”

She sniffled again, wiping her cheeks, shaking her head as fresh tears threatened to spill over. She lifted her glass, the red wine inside almost depleted.

"I just can't feel anything right now, Andy," she said, her voice cracking slightly as she took another large gulp from her glass. "I just need something. I need..." She paused, her hand covering her mouth to stifle another sob.

Andy could see the profound sadness and defeat etched on his wife's face. He scooted closer, leaning his forehead against her own, seeking to offer whatever comfort he could.

"Baby," Andy whispered, his voice filled with love and compassion. "I wish I could take away your pain. I wish I could alleviate all of your suffering..." He moved his hand to gently cup her face, feeling the wetness of her tears against his warm skin.

"I love you more than anything." His thumb brushed away another stray tear from her cheek as he leaned in, pressing his lips gently against hers, allowing the kiss to linger for a moment before pulling away. Her breathing became heavy, and Andy knew that she needed this moment, this shared connection amidst the somberness of the funeral.

She kissed him back harder, tears still stinging her eyes and she swallowed them down before Andy broke their kiss. He pulled his arms around her, holding her tightly in his arms. His heartbeat quickened, his hand moving down to caress her inner thigh, shivering under his touch as he moved his palm under her dress and along her slit, she moaned softly as his finger slid inside her, thrusting slowly.

Andy's fingers gently rubbed her swollen clit as he leaned over Y/N against her inner thigh, causing another moan from her again. "Let me make you feel better. Let me make you forget, even if it's just for a moment," he mumbled against the shell of her ear. She nodded again weakly, Andy continuing his motions as she leaned in close, moaning loudly when he slipped a second finger inside her, moving faster.

He began kissing every inch of her skin as he pressed a third finger inside her slick pussy, bucking her hips up to meet Andy's fingers as they began moving faster again. She moaned loudly again with need when Andy's fingers slid in and out of her as his thumb rubbed small circles against her clit. He licked his lips before bringing them to the shell of her ear, biting it lightly as she let another loud moan escape her again. Andy rubbed harder as she squirmed slightly, her hips rising more.

"Oh god!”

"Shhh, baby," he whispered, causing another shiver before he kissed her hungrily, in an effort to quiet her moans. Andy continued stroking her as he pushed his finger deeper until she exploded around him, covering his fingers with her juices. When he removed his hand, she grabbed his face, crushing her mouth onto his lips before pulling away reluctantly and looking deep into his blue eyes as they sparkled under the sunlight peering through the window.

"Andy I..." she breathed out as more tears came streaming down her face, which she quickly tried to hide. He wiped her cheeks with his fingers lovingly before placing small kisses all over them.

He then pulled away as she lifted the back of her dress to clean herself slightly off before settling back into a comforting cuddle with him. Her face was streaked with tears, but a sense of peace seemed to wash over her. Her hand ran slowly across Andy's chest and neck, her touch gentle and soothing, before she brought her lips against his, kissing him deeply as the rest of the world melted away.

Even after the funeral, the pain seemed relentless, refusing to subside. Most days, Y/N stayed confined to the bedroom or distanced herself from Andy. She found herself pushing him away, a behavior she had vowed never to indulge in. Yet, here she was, sulking in bed, the ache in her heart growing with each passing moment. Initially, she had thought that drowning her sorrows in alcohol would help, but it only made her feel more miserable.

She longed for her mother, and no amount of anything could fill the void left by her absence. Andy's efforts, no matter how earnest, couldn't seem to mend her pain. In some ways, Y/N even resented him for it, for his inability to take away her anguish.

At times, she questioned whether she was deserving of love. After all, Andy had other responsibilities to attend to. But deep down, there wasn't a day when she didn't yearn for his presence, wishing he could help restore a sense of normalcy to her shattered world.

The ache persisted within her chest, but this time, it felt different. Andy would be returning home from work soon, and she couldn't quite grasp how she should feel. Intimacy between them had been absent for weeks, following their recent argument which often culminated in her seeking solace through alcohol-induced sleep.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she stared off into space, her mind lost in a sea of memories. Tears welled in her eyes, but she fought hard to keep them from spilling over. The front door swung open and shut with a loud thud, marking Andy's arrival. His familiar figure emerged through the hallway and into their shared room, freezing momentarily in the doorframe. She couldn't tear her gaze away from him, even as he stepped closer.

"Honey... I know you're going through a difficult time, and I understand. I struggle sometimes to provide you with the comfort you need, and it hurts me just as much as it hurts you," Andy began, his voice filled with sincerity. "Y/N, I want you to trust me."

Andy paused for a moment, allowing his words to sink in. She opened her mouth to respond, but Andy pressed on, not wanting to leave any thought unfinished.

"I want you to trust me," he continued earnestly. "I want you to know that everything I have ever done is out of love for you. I have always strived to protect you, provide for you, be there for you, comfort you, listen to you, support you, make love to you, and hold you through all your emotions, whether you're sad, happy, or even scared... even when you're angry. I have done all of that and more, and I will continue to do so."

She blinked back tears, her eyes watering as Andy moved closer, placing his hands gently on her hips. She looked down, unable to meet his gaze.

"I love you so incredibly much," Andy confessed, his voice filled with raw emotion. "If there was a way to make your pain easier, I would do it without hesitation. I would sacrifice anything because I cannot bear the thought of losing you. It would destroy me from the inside out, and if that were to happen... I think I would go mad, because that's how deeply I love and care for you. I know there have been doubts lately, and it hurts me to see you in such pain. Your pain is my pain, Y/N... I just want my wife back."

She couldn't hold back her tears any longer, and she began crying uncontrollably. The tears streamed down her face, and Andy pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her tightly. She buried her face into his chest, clinging onto him for support.

Her tears flowed freely as Andy tenderly placed his finger under her chin, gently lifting her face to meet his gaze. Their eyes locked, and he leaned in, softly pressing his lips against hers, kissing away each tear that ran down her cheeks. His warm breath against her skin provided a comforting solace. They stayed in that embrace for what felt like an eternity.

Finally, she looked up, her eyes gazing into Andy's once again. For the first time in months, she let go of her tears, feeling a sense of release and acceptance wash over her.

She sniffled, her voice filled with remorse. "I've been a terrible person, a terrible wife. My grief has consumed me to the point where I've been pushing you away since the funeral. It's all still a blur, but I remember the hurtful things I said, and... I do love you, Andy. Even though I haven't been showing it well at all." Her gaze dropped to their intertwined hands as she confessed her shortcomings. "But... I'm still struggling so much with my mom's loss. And I've been taking it out on you... And for that, I'm truly sorry."

She squeezed Andy's hands and brought them to her face, lifting her eyes to meet his gentle gaze as he smiled softly. She wiped away her tears before speaking again. "I'm sorry..."

Her face buried in his chest once more, she continued to sob, the tears flowing freely. Andy ran his hand soothingly over her hair, resting his head atop hers. With each tear that fell, he tenderly wiped it away with his thumb, placing soft kisses on her cheeks. Y/N continued to cry, her emotions overwhelming her, until she pulled back slightly, resting her cheek against Andy's chest once again. She closed her eyes, finding solace in the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.

"I forgive you," Andy assured her, pulling her face close and leaning down to kiss her forehead softly and slowly. She accepted his forgiveness with grace, allowing more tears to fall as he comforted her.

"I will always forgive you, honey. I will never leave you, no matter what. Even if you tried, it wouldn't be enough to make me go away. Because I love you with all my heart and my whole life. And if you let me, I'll spend the rest of my life showing you just how much I love you and making sure you feel as comfortable and loved as possible. Always."

He spoke softly, his voice filled with love and understanding, as he placed her hands against his heart with his own strong hands. He smiled warmly down at her, and she returned the smile, albeit with a hint of sadness.

"You deserve all the love and support in the world," Andy whispered, his words filled with sincerity. She leaned up, pressing a soft kiss to his lips, and he responded with a slow and tender kiss of his own. The connection between them felt comforting and reassuring.

She then took Andy's head between her palms, pulling him close against her, and pressed her forehead against his. Andy wrapped his strong arms protectively around her, holding her tightly. In that moment, they found solace and strength in each other's embrace, knowing that their love would help them navigate through the challenges they faced.

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Guilty Pleasures

pairing: dark!married!Andy x Sister-in-law!reader

Summary: Sometimes getting the things we want, can be the best form of revenge, it’s even better when it ends in our favour (surprisingly not angsty)

Warnings: Anal, manipulative!Andy, Dark!Andy, buttplug use, cheating Laurie!Cheating Andy! (so it’s even I guess😀) Possessive!Andy, Age gap

Disclaimer: This story is fiction and should not be taken literally, the behaviour is simply imaginative and the content may be inappropriate

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(Y/n's P.O.V)

I pursed my lips tightly, observing everyone else around the table conversing happily. Clearly ignorant to the perverse actions going on underneath, one screw up has lead to this. One night a few weeks ago I got a bit fucked up and slept with Andy Barber, my sister’s husband. Sure everyone has seem to have forgotten my sister’s cheating confessions, but Andy clearly hasn’t. I was his revenge.

Ever since our shared night he’s done nothing but torment me with guilt and sex that I can never find myself saying no to. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, feeling Andy’s foot brush up and down my leg sensually. A dark smirk on his handsome face as he spooned more food into his mouth, my sister talking to him about some new clothes she bought.

The guilt was practically eating me alive at this point, I loved my sister to bits, but was it my fault she basically let go of this beauty of a man? Not my fault he came to me that one night, not my fault we’re now addicted to each other. The rest of the family hasn’t even noticed the amount of time Andy has spent offering to help me “study” for my college classes, or the amount of times they’ve come over for dinner since then.

“I-I uh have to go, my friends want to go to a party tonight” I said abruptly standing up with plate in hand, Andy’s face clearly confused at the mention of a party.

“Omg yes are you wearing that dress I bought for you? With the see through slit up the middle of the chest?” Laurie asked excitedly, squealing as she watched me nod,

“Hell yeah i’m not wasting that dress, plus I need a night out anyway”

I shrugged putting it in the sink, listening to everyone cheer, “And tell me how it goes with that Josh guy you’re talking to, he seems so into you when I picked you up from that date” I heard Laurie shout when I was walking up the stairs, running over to my room to get ready.

Taking off my jumper and shorts, I hummed setting out the dress and grabbing my red heels from the cupboard.

“What the fuck is Laurie talking about?” The door slammed and in came a seething Andy, his face frozen with anger,

“What do you mean?”

I asked confused, my head tilting to the side, Andy taking slow steps towards me, his tongue poking at the cheek of his mouth.

“So first you have a party you don’t tell me about, and then you’re seein some guy named Josh?” His arms folded across his broad chest, goosebumps arising on my skin at the sound of his cold tone.

“I-I was invited, and it’s not like I belong to you Andy. You’re married.” I said throwing the dress onto the bed, completely forgetting that I was only in my bra and underwear set, coincidentally a set he had bought me recently.

“What’d ya say? You don’t belong to me? Then what the fuck is this?” He growled manhandling me to bend over my bed, his hands pulling down my underwear to press onto the deep plug sitting in my asshole. It was a blue shiny thing with an A on it, something he bought a few days ago.

“I want this in this pretty ass of yours every single day, want ya to walk around your sister knowing you’re full of her husband’s cum. Taking everything that’s hers” He groaned pushing it into my ass, his hot cum now plugged inside me. “Haven’t fucked your sister in so long and she keeps askin why, how am I supposed to tell her my cock belongs to you now?”

“Andy stop it, everyone’s downstairs” I whined feeling him prod at the plug, my hips wiggling subconsciously at the arousal I was feeling.

“So what?”

“This is wrong Andy, and you know it” I whispered hearing people walk past in the hallway, their laughs echoing the further they got from my room. Andy only chuckled pushing me to lay down onto my bed, throwing my new dress onto the floor and following me in.

“Shh baby, you know this feels right don’t ya?” He whispered against my ear, basically spooning me in my own bed, thankfully I was the one nearest to the door. His hands coming round to fold my bra downwards, then pulling my underwear down too. His fingers gently pulling the plug out of my gaping hole, his fingers circling it like an animal

“We cannot have sex right now Andy, I thought we were gonna stop this?”

“I know hunny but let me just grind against this pussy of mine alright? Jus for a little while” Rustling coming from behind me, his belt buckle coming off along with the rest of the trousers.

Nodding at his words, I couldn’t help but feel entranced, his hand holding one of my legs up slightly as I felt his cock slip back and forth between my wet lips. His shuddering breath fanning my face, his hips thrusting back and forth repeatedly.

(Andy's P.O.V)

“Come on baby isn’t this nice?” I asked listening to her small mewls and whimpers. Despite saying she didn’t want this at first, I couldn’t help but notice her ass starting to fuck itself on my cock. A smirk growing on my face as I stopped moving my hips and let her take control completely.

“Hey Y/n have you seen Andy by any chance” Shoving myself under the covers, I heard Laurie walk in, luckily not walking any further than the door so she couldn’t see me.

“Uh no? I think he s-said something-ah” I heard Y/n moan out, my cock suddenly finding her snug wet hole, by total “accident”

“Are you alright girl?”

“Uh yeah just feeling a bit under the weather tonight, might have to skip out on the party tonight. Andy said something about getting some stuff from the store”

“aww well just get some rest okay? we still having lunch tomorrow right?”

“Of course don’t worry about me”

Then the door closed and I felt Y/n whip her head towards me,

“What the hell Andrew? She coulda seen you, and get outta my ass”

“U sure u want me out? N so what if she saw me, our marriage was over the moment she fucked her assistant, i’m just in it for you now baby, want you all to myself”

“Then why don’t you divorce her”

“Then I take you away with me yeah?” I taunted slamming my cock back and forth into her ass, her muscles clenching around me, her moans going crazy at the limit.

“Quiet love, they’re gonna hear you, you dirty girl”

“Mhm, Andy just cum in my ass please, I need it, I’m your dirty girl remember”

“Oh yes baby I’m gonna fill this hole up with cum and plug it up, make you walk around this house filled with my cum, next time i’m gonna knock you up and make you walk about with my baby-“

“ANDY?! WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK”

Hearing Lauries scream, I looked her directly in the eyes and only went harder on her dear sister. Y/n’s hands holding mine affectionately as I came in her ass, a loud moan leaving her as I watched it cream around my cock which was still inside of her.

Laurie breaking down in tears and falling to her knees, turning Y/n's face to the side I stuck my tongue out and licked her lips dirtily, her tongue also coming out to mingle with mine.

“I guess a divorce is due, huh Laurie?” Y/n said hazily, i’ve destroyed her morals like I wanted, she is mine. Forever.

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[i-have-a-wonky-eye-too]

Weekend away... Andy Barber x reader one shot

(The Florist next-door Part 17)

This is a oneshot that can be read as Part 17 or on its own.

Warnings: 18+ readers only, swearing, male masterbation, graphic details of homemade porn, use of nicknames (daddy, sweetheart, baby), oral (f-receiving), outdoors sex, technically cheating, sexy lumberjack Andy

"Andy!" You called out from the kitchen. "Andy, come quick!"

Andy quickly ran down the stairs as fast as he could, being careful not to trip. "What? What's wrong?" He asked in a slight panic as he ran up to you. "Y'kay?"

You nodded grinning at him, "Give me your hands." You held yours out for his.

Andy raised his eyebrow as he did as you asked. "Why?"

"Just wait." You giggled as you placed his large hands over the curve of your swollen belly and laid yours over his.

Andy's eyes widened as he felt something tap against his hand. "Wow... He's really in there." His eyes filled with tears as he smiled at you.

"Or she." You reminded him making him roll his eyes playfully. Your eyes lit up as Jacob walked into the room. "Jacob, come feel."

He raised his eyebrow at you, "Seriously?"

You nodded, grabbing his hand and pulled him towards you and his dad.

He let out a huff as he let you put his hand on your belly next to Andy's. "What am I-" Jacob quickly snatched his hand back. "That's weird."

"Jacob," Andy tutted as you chuckled. "It's not weird. That's your baby brother or sister in there."

Jacob nodded. "We're being kicked by another human from the inside of, Y/N. It's weird."

"Huh..." You looked at Andy, "He has a point."

Andy nodded, "Yeah... It's weird."

You shared a look with each other before the three of you burst out laughing.

Andy suddenly woke, his dream quickly fading away as he looked around the room he was in and remembered where he was.

His dream had felt so real, he almost missed it. He'd never thought about having another kid, Jacob was always enough, but since the two of you admitted your feelings for one another, he'd felt himself craving it. He wanted to have a family with you. He wanted Jacob to be a big brother. He wanted to see Jacob roll his eyes as his little brother or sister annoyed him. Andy knew Jacob would secretly love it but he wouldn't let on, just like he does whenever Andy wants to spend time with him.

He smiled to himself as he watched you sleep peacefully beside him.

When the two of you arrived the previous afternoon, Andy was worried that perhaps he hadn't picked the right cabin.

It was somewhere up the side of a mountain, surrounded by trees and although it was on the smaller side, it was still luxurious. It had a hot tub on the deck, a big claw foot bath tub and big fireplaces the required a lot of wood chopping. But when he saw how your eyes lit up as you spun around to face him, he knew he made the right decision.

This weekend was about the pair of you relaxing and just being a couple, being able to forget about everything else that wasn't in that cabin for a couple of days.

Andy decided since it was still early he'd make you breakfast before waking you,letting you sleep as long as possible. You deserved it after he tired you out.

The pair of you were at it like rabbits yesterday, the excitement of being alone getting the better of you.

Andy shook his head with a soft chuckle as he thought back.

You brought out a side of him that he thought had died a long time ago. The two of you had had more sex in the past few weeks than he and Laurie had had in the last few years.

He felt like a young man again with you. Sure he wasn't that old but he was still nearly forty. Laurie had made him feel empty and trapped. With you, he felt loved and wanted, needed by someone who couldn't keep their hands to themselves just as much as he couldn't.

Andy looked down at you as you shifted in bed, moaning softly as the bed covers fell down and revealed your bare breasts. God, you were beautiful. Andy moved his hand down to his hardening cock and gave it a soft palm.

Have some control, Barber. The poor girl will be sore after last night.

With a deep sigh and a hard on, Andy hoped out of bed with his cell in his hand and went into the bathroom deciding to have a shower to calm himself down before he headed down to make breakfast.

With the door shut and the shower running, Andy opened his cell and found the folder that was hidden away. It contained all the pictures and videos he had of the two of you together. Not that he needed any help getting himself off, his imagination was more than enough but he couldn't help himself. He loved hearing your beautiful noises.

Andy hopped into the shower once he'd propped his cell up facing the shower with a video of you on all fours and your ass in the air.

Andy was fucking you hard and fast from behind, your cunt (that he'd already spent ages eating out like a man starved) was practically sucking his cock back in, begging to be full as he shoved his thumb into your asshole with one hand and recorded everything with the other hand. You were using one hand to rub your clit as you moaned like a whore.

"That's it... Taking my cock so well... You gonna be my good girl?... You gonna let daddy fill you up?... Hmm? Gonna let daddy fuck you full of cum?"

Andy leaned against the glass of the shower as the hot water ran over his broad shoulders and back, his mouth fell open as he pumped his cock in time with the video.

"Fuck," Andy moaned as he watched himself on the pull all the way out of your pussy to reveal your abused hole before he shoved his cock back in making you cry out in pleasure.

Andy's head fell back as he thought about how it feels to be inside of you.

He moaned deeply, using his other hand to fondle his balls as he twisted his hand around his cock. "Oh, fuck..."

Andy's eyes flicked over to his cell as he heard himself cry out in pleasure.

Andy moaned along with himself as he came over his hand, his eyes glued to his screen.

Andy pulled his cock out of you with a breathy chuckle. "Look at that. Fucking beautiful..." His cum leaked out of your hole before he brushed his fingers against you, scooping his cum up and pushing it back inside you making you moan loudly.

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"Do you know how to do this?" You asked Andy as the two of you stood outside where the fire wood was kept.

This morning you were woken up by the smell of a delicious breakfast in bed brought to you by an equally delicious looking Andy. After the pair of you laid in bed and ate breakfast (with the occasional make-out) you dressed for the day before heading outside. You went for a walk around the small woods that was by the cabin before Andy said he should chop some more fire wood before it rained.

"Yes, I do." Andy nodded.

"Really? So, you chop a lot of wood during your cases?" You asked playfully.

Andy let out a soft sigh as he looked at you. "Believe it or not, I did go camping with my buddies from college. Had to chop wood then, even built fires."

You nodded, "Okay... So why couldn't you put the tent up in the garden then?" You asked trying not to laugh.

Andy sighed again, "Things weren't as complicated back then, okay?"

"Sure. I get it... Back then you probably used sticks and leaves to make shelter, right? Or lived in a cave." You giggled.

Andy put his hands on his hips as he glared at you, "Do you want a spanking? 'Cause I'll happily give you one out here."

You held your hands up, "Sorry, I'll behave."

Andy hummed not quite believing you. He grabbed a log from the pile and placed it on top of the stump where the axe was resting against then picked up the axe.

Your mouth fell open as you watched Andy swing his arms around and smash the axe into the log, splitting it in two. Your lumberjack Andy fantasy was coming true right in front of you. You but your bottom lip as you continued to watch Andy, it was way hotter than you thought it would be.

You watched him repeat the job a few times before you cleared your throat, folding your arms across your chest as you watched him, "You really can chop wood."

Andy smirked as he looked up at you, "Want to have a go?"

You scoffed, "There's no way in hell, I can do that without chopping my foot off." You said.

Andy chuckled putting the axe down and held his hand out to you. "Come here. I'll help."

You let out a heavy sigh and crossed your arms. Took Andy's hand and let him guide you to stand in front of him.

He put his hands on your hips, "Okay, put your feet a little wider, like that..." Andy then took the axe and held it in front of you. "Now, wrap your hands around it, one there... One there," He placed hands overs yours, lifting the axe so it was in front of you.

His thick arms were wrapped around you, his whole body caging you in as he pressed himself against you.

You gasped as Andy rubbed his cock against your ass cheeks. "Andy," You giggled as he dropped his face against the side of your neck and began to kiss you. "I thought you were going to teach me-oh, god," You moaned as he lightly bit and sucked your neck.

He chuckled, "I am," He kissed your cheek before clearing his throat. "Okay... Were gonna lift on three... one, two, three," You raised your arms in the air with Andy before bringing the axe down and smashing it into the log.

Andy took the axe from you as you began jumping up and down in celebration. He shook his head with a chuckle, sticking the axe into the stump as he watched you.

"That was awesome." You threw your arms around his neck and kissed him.

"You can have a go on your own if you like." Andy said as he placed his hands on your waist.

You shook your head. "I'm good."

"Okay..." Andy nodded. "Well, how about we make your fantasy come true?" He asked with a playful smirk. His hands moving down over the curve of your ass and giving it a squeeze.

"It's pretty much come true already." You but your bottom lip as he leaned in and kissed your cheek.

Andy hummed, moving his lips down your neck, "What about the fucking against a tree part?" He smirked against your throat.

Your breath caught as Andy began to run his tongue over your pulse. "What if... Someone, sees?" You moaned softly.

"We're the only people round, sweetheart. And I know the perfect spot." He reached up with his left hand and cupped your face, pressing his lips against yours.

Andy took your hand before he lead you around the side of the cabin. He turned off the little path into the trees, guiding you through until he stopped walking.

"Look," He pointed through the trees, pulling you to stand in front of him.

You gasped, your breath being taken away by the beautiful view. "Wow," You smiled, "It's... Beautiful."

Andy rested his chin on your shoulder as wrapped his arms around you from behind. "Yeah... It's is." He smiled at you as you turned around to look at him.

You pushed yourself up on your tiptoes as you wrapped your rms around his neck and pressed your lips against his softly, "It's the perfect spot." You whispered.

Andy smiled down at you as he cupped your face and kissed you again. "Stand back, sweetheart." He whispered.

You nodded and moved back until your back pressed against a tree.

Andy dropped to his knees in front of you with a smirk as he hooked his fingers into the waist band of your leggings and pulled them down your thighs. You bit your bottom lip as you watched Andy look up at you.

"No panties?" He raised his eyebrow at you.

You shook your head with a small giggle.

Andy shook his head with a soft chuckle, "Naughty girl."

You let out a gasp as Andy leaned forwards and threw your leg over his shoulder and pressed his face between your thighs.

You moaned softly as you ran your fingers through his hair. "Oh, Andy..." Your mouth fell open as he sucked tour clit before running his tongue up your slit. "Oh God!" You cried out as he pushed his tongue inside of you.

"S'good," He moaned against you.

You moaned deeply as Andy shook his head side to side, fucking you with his tongue as his fingers dug into the globes of your ass.

Your toes curled as Andy sucked on your clit, working your until you were coming with a scream all over his face. If it wasn't for him holding you against the tree you'd have fallen down for sure.

Andy unhooked your leg and slowly stood up with a grin. He let his hands trail up your sides, raising your shirt as they did until your breast were on show. Your head fell back with a deep moan as Andy fondled them, licking and sucking one pebbled nipple before moving on to the other.

He pulled back from you with pop and smirked, "You okay, sweetheart?"

You nodded taking on deep breaths. "I'm good." You smiled up at him with a soft chuckle.

Andy reached up and cupped your face as he pressed a loving kiss against your lips. You moaned at your taste in his tongue as he deepened the kiss.

Andy quickly unbuckled his belt and pushed his pants down, "Turn around, sweetheart," He said before giving you a quick peck.

You let out a small giggle turned around to face the tree. Andy gripped your hips and pulled your ass out as he kicked your legs apart with his foot.

"That's it," Andy said as he took a hold of his thick cock and ran the leaky tip through your wet folds. He bit hit bottom lip as the head if his cock filled your hole.

"Don't tease, Andy, please." You whined.

Andy did as you wanted and slowly pushed the rest if his cock inside of you. You both moaned in unison as your warm cunt engulfed his cock.

His hands gripped your hips as he bottomed out. "Fuck," He grunted, feeling you clenched around him.

Andy began to move, making you moan with each stroke if his cock.

"That's it," He groaned, "Takin' my cock s'good." Andy brought his right hand down on your ass cheek making you cry out. He picked up the pace a little as he used the same hand to slide back under your shirt to grope your breast.

Your head fell back with a high pitched moan as Andy pinched your nipple and fucked you a little deeper.

"Fuck! Baby, you close?" Andy grunted as your cunt squeezed his cock.

You nodded whimpering. "Harder, Andy, please." You moaned pushing your ass back to meet him.

"Fahk-" Andy let go of your breast and slid his hand down your stomach until his fingers pressed against your clit. "Come on, baby. Cum for me." He rubbed your clit as he fucked you harder and fast making you cry out. "Oh, shit," Andy's mouth fell open as he felt you cum around his cock.

Andy moved forwards, resting his left hand beside your head in the tree, caging you in with his broad shoulders and arms so his weight pressed into you. He kissed your neck softly as he began to fuck you from a new angle, his fingers still rubbing your clit in circles.

You moaned, babbling incoherent words as you wrapped your arm around him, digging your nails into his backside.

He pressed his forehead against your temple and whispered, "I love you, Y/N."

You reached up with your arm and threaded your fingers through his hair as you turned head to look at him. "I love you too, Andy." You crashed your lips against his in a hungry passionate kiss as a third orgasm ripped through you.

Andy stilled, holding you against the tree as he too came, your mouth claiming his moans as the pair of you continued to kiss, neither of you aware of the rain that had slowly started to fall. Neither of you cared. Nothing else mattered as you held each other.

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[royalwriteroftheuniverse]

A Happy New Year Indeed with Chris Evans

18+ just incase a lot of sensual kissing and fluff but thats it. It's very sweet.

Comments welcome and appreciated as are re blogs. No reports reprints or translations.

Chris twirls me around and pulls me in his arms 

"I am so happy I met you, That you're here. That you're with me."

"I'm just happy that you chose me. I don't care if I'm he- well I do care I mean I'd rather be here then-" I looked into his eyes and I just get get lost-  we're about 4.5  inches different  in height so I can stare at his blue eyes anytime easily.

"Sweetheart"

"Yeah,"  I say not breaking eye contact

His hand reaches  up to my face and his thumb caresses my cheek. I feel some texture on my skin from his hand-

"What is it?"

"Nothing "

"You're staring" 

"Because I have something to stare at."

It's true his eyes were insane blue 

"You're sure this is ok?" I ask.

 He grasped my hand that I had on his chest.

"Everything is perfect there is no there place I'd rather be cara mia "

" Don't suck up to me."I love it when he talks Italian. I don't know why I think it's sexy on him…. Or from him.  

"I mean it anytime you want to go-" 

"Hey, look at me." 

I look at him. 

"I want this, I want you and me.  My friends can I  can't always see them but I can see them more than I can see you. More than we can see  each other. And I just want to hold you so bad without having to care who sees us.  I want to be right here. I want you in my arms. I want you to be with me. I want you get it through that thick skull of yours  in falling in love with you and I want you in my arms as much as I can; ok. And this is how It can be. We just gotta take things in stride love.   I love you nothing can beat this I want you here. I want to be with you. Just stay here in my arms ill show you,"  he smirks

"Nothing  is better for you than me hmm.."

He starts kissing my neck

"nothing I want more than you...." 

"Ok ok I get it you wanted me in your arms and you got it mister." I blush

"Good cause I'm used to getting what I want."

"What a spoiled little movie star." 

"Oh you have no idea." 

"I'm just saying if you want to go to the party you can dont worry about me."

"Sweeth-"

"I can go if you want or just stay behind I mean you-"

"Honey"

"I just know you-"

He pressed his lips to mine, effectively silencing me.

"Will you listen? I want some time alone with you they get it. I rarely get anytime with just you me and Dodger. I like it. Waking up and feeling you in my arms. God its the best feeling knowing the girl of my dreams is right where I want her. I mean come on. I just like this morning I was up early."

"Such a romantic."

"So I woke up and I was you were just resting your head on my chest with you hand on it and you took my breath away.  I just smiled thinking I love you hoping i'll go to bed like this today and waking up like that tomorrow. 

I thought God I'd love waking up to having the girl I love look at me like this."

"Everything is want. Everything I want. " he kissed me in my neck 

I giggled shrunging my shoulder up and I could feel the side of lips curl up. But he never move his head across my neck 

"That I think we should wake up like this everyday"

Kiss.

"Ya know how much I wanted you in that moment?"

Kiss.

"And how much I want you now"

Kiss.

"How beautiful you look." 

Kiss.

"How i just want you to be mine forever."

Kiss.

"And how happy i'd be if that was my life every day."

Kiss.

"How much I cherish you"

Kiss.

"How I'd make sure you'd never want for anything"

Kiss.

Then from my neck he moved move up with his nose but giving me small kissed until he reached my head  and could feel his hot breath on my ear

"And God how much I want you right now."

I was having trouble steadying my breath as one of his hands under my sweater just at the small of my back  his nose brushes up against mine and nuzzle it then finally moved in for a kiss. It was sweet but passionate and I could tell he was holding back a bit. Not wanting to rush me but when we broke I nodded to him. 

"You're sure?"

I nodded 

Point of view change 

He gave you opened mouthed kisses on you lips and had trailed down to you shoulders . He had giggled and as he sweetly kept saying "shhhh "

As Chris went to get on his knees he lowered yoj with him gently .

"I got you," he said so softly. Brushing hair away from your face as he lowered you to the floor completely, hovering over yiu body.  Seeing his smile you can't help but smile too. His hand went to your face as the other hand  one interlaced your fingers  interlaced together 

He gave you a kiss in the center of your neck so he can then tease you with his nose bringing it up to you Chris dragged his nose a bit reaching the top of your neck dragging you chin up with him as his nose moved up.  Your breath quickened a bit. And he noticed

"Hey, I got you relax Baby."

"I"

Kiss.

"Would never,"

Kiss.

"Hurt you."

Kiss

"Trust me" he nipped on your jaw and an  involuntary moan came out of your mouth Chris smirked at what he found. He started kissing you in your jaw

"Chris"

"Mmm??"

"Stop teasing"

"Yes my love," he put his mouth on yours. This time he moaned into the kiss making you somehow more relaxed and trusting and then the two of you made out like teenagers for practically and hour, only breaking when you needed hair. Neither one pg you exactly knew why you broke the kissing completely but you both were panting this then took a few moments before he rolled over on his back  catching his breath

You leaned on your side  putting your hand in his chest 

"Well that was boring"

He let our a chuckle as his arm wrapping around your waist bringing you to him. You kissed his jaw

"Don't start that again I need to breathe. Franky so did you." Yiu were panting a bit more, nit used to the Chris Evans kissing treatment.  Lying in front of the fire you two could just lay there in silence and it would be fine. Scratch that, it was fine. 

Neither of you are sure you'd been there when you spoke up

"I'm getting hungry"

"Me too" 

"Not like-"

"I know, I know I'm teasing. "

This is fun  though 

"Yea you think?" He chuckled 

He wrapped both arms around you pulling you into him placing letting kisses where he found any skin 

The heat of the fire keeping you both warm despite  the large ceiling to floor windows

There wasn't any thing for either of you  to  say. But  it didn't matter everything felt perfect regardless. 

A bit later, once you both could breathe normally you two laid down in bed snuggled together. Dodger who was perfected at the edge of the bed and how moved in front of the fire making you laugh 

"I uh think we took his spot."

You both snuggled together. 

And you both had fallen asleep before you knew it. But you had woken up at around 3 am.   

You blinked a few times and then looked up at him;  so beautiful, so handsome his eyelashes, the small curls on his lips and how they were still slightly swollen from making out before and then you remembered it's officially the New Year and you're in love for the first time in your life. Truly in love. Even though it excited you your heart rate couldn't be more calmer. With him. 

You closed your eyes again, with a smile on your face and then next time you opened them seeing Chris face smiling at you.

"Happy new year love"

A Happy new year indeed…..

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[willowsages-blog]

Stress reliever: Andy barber x female reader

warning: 18+, oral (m receiving), fingering, unprotected sex, language

You dropped your head to the counter with a defeated sigh. For hours you'd felt like you'd been staring at your computer screen trying to go through your finals paper.

It was long and tiring with all the work put into it.

It was your final year and you'd never been more stressed out than you have these last few months.

From across the room in the kitchen, Andy turned from the sink towards you, the sound of your head lightly hitting the table catching his attention.

A deep frown came to his face before he was walking towards you.

Andy moved onto the bench beside you, drawing your attention towards him. He could see how tired you were all over your face.

"Why don't we take some time away from this?" Andy spoke, already pulling you out of the bench and away from your work.

"No, babe, I still have so much to do still." You pouted, looking up towards him, but didn't give up a fight as he pulled you away.

Andy's arm was around your waist as he led you back into the room,

closing the door behind you both, before pulling you into the bed.

Your body relaxed into his as the two of you laid there, your leg hitched up at his waist so his body was pressed tightly against yours.

"Been working so hard, you need to give yourself breaks sometimes," Andy spoke, his voice deep and calming.

"Can see how badly you're stressed out.”

"I'm just so close...wanna make sure it's perfect."

You closed your eyes as you felt his soothing touch along your back. His big warm hand beneath the shirt you were wearing touching your skin.

"I'm sure it's perfect." Andy kissed your forehead. "Just think you need to destress a little sometimes,”

As Andy spoke his hand moved down your body slowly, caressing your skin, before soon his hand was on your ass.

A small moan left you as you felt him press you tighter against him,

feeling his hard length. Instinctually your hips moved to press down against him drawing out a soft and breathy moan from Andy.

"Let daddy take care of you baby," He moaned softly against your lips before kissing you. As his lips moved against yours in a slow but deep kiss,

his hands moved between you both. Andy's fingers moved your panties to the side before they were rubbing against your clit. Your hips moved towards his hand as he teased you, your moan muffled between both your lips.

Andy moved you onto your back and grabbed your panties before tossing them to the floor. The two of you stripped out of your clothes so the two of you were bare.

The moment he kicked his boxers off you couldn't help yourself, wrapping your hand around him, stroking his cock.

"Eager baby?" Andy smirked as he looked down and watched you.

You looked up towards him before taking him into your mouth,

your lips wrapping around him, and taking him down your throat. You moaned around his cock as you tasted him.

Loving the taste of Andy against your tongue that only made you want more. His hand reached down and grabbed the back of your head as you bobbed up and down his cock. You made sure to keep your eyes on him, watching as his face twisted in pleasure. The deep and breathy moans he was making only turned you on more.

"Oh, such a good girl...god damn, I love how you suck my cock." Andy growled as you took him deeper, gagging slightly and your eyes watering.

Andy moaned louder and let his head fall back as he felt your throat tighten around the head of his cock. He gripped your hair tightly to hold you there for a few seconds before releasing you.

"I fucking need that pussy." Andy growled, pulling you from his cock and moving you onto your hands and knees.

Your chest was pressed down into the bed with your hips pulled up towards him. A wanton moan came from you as his fingers teased your slit,

Andy cursed when he felt how wet you were for him. Your pussy glistens with your juices. You looked back over your shoulder towards him as you felt two of his fingers enter you. It felt good, but god you wanted more.

Andy slowly pulled his fingers out before bringing them to his lips, sucking your juices from him. You felt the ache between your legs grow as you watched him, pressing your hips back towards him more needing to feel him again.

Your hands fisted the sheets tightly as you felt him slowly stretch you out. Andy's hand moved down along your spine as his hips were pressed tightly against yours. He stayed still as he tried to calm himself, just the feeling of you wet and pulsing around his cock nearly making him cum.

"You want it?" Andy pulled his hips back before snapping them forward again, hitting deep inside of you. Your breath hitched when he did it again, and again.

Your moans grew louder with every deep thrust of his cock. You tried to bury your face into the sheets to muffle yourself. But Andy would pull your head back.

"I wanna hear every moan coming out of that filthy fucking mouth," He'd growl in your ear.

"Fucking take this cock," Andy grabbed your waist

"Oh, fuck...don't stop...don't stop." Your eyes rolled into the back of your head slightly, your moans becoming more known.

"Mmm, yes...fuck, that my girl...know you wanna cum for me,"

You lost it soon after his fingers teased against your clit. Your body shook against his as it hit you hard, washing over your body in intense waves before you sagged against him.

"Andy," You whimpered when you felt him twitch inside of you.

One, two, three thrusts later and he was filling you. Andy pressed his hips tightly against you like he was making sure every drop was deep inside of you. He moved down to lay against you more slowly grinding into you as he came down.

"Oh my fucking god," Andy cursed as he kissed along your neck, making his way up to your lips.

"Mmm, that was exactly what I needed." You spoke with a lazy smile on your lips.

[rogerswifesblog]

Kinktober 2023

Hello! Welcome to my (late) kinktober post!

My Masterlist

I have to be honest I forgot about it completely, I’m so sorry! That happens when you’re too busy with college and work😣

But now here we are and I’ll try to post some oneshots/drabbles as often as possible!:) it won’t be in order but if you see something you’d be more interested in, you can leave a comment and I may try to work on the specific kink a bit sooner^^ check out @jamneuromain blog, she’s writing amazing fics and often helps me with ideas (also with some of the kinks in the list below!) give her some love!

you are responsible for the kind and amount of media you consume, therefore if you find something you don't like, don’t read it, just skip it:)

And also read the tags/warnings before continuing on! Everything on this list is for users that are 18+ !

Daddy kink

Mommy kink

Voyeurism/Exhibitionism with Lloyd Hansen

Breeding kink with Andy Barber

Authority kink

Bondage

Threesome with Stucky

Size kink

Praise kink

Degradation

Somno + cockwarming with Lloyd Hansen

Masturbation, sex toy with Jake Jensen

Lactation Kink

Virginity with Lloyd Hansen

CBT

Latex kink

Temperature play

Spanking

Con-noncon

Pegging

Watersports with Lloyd

Role play with Jake Jensen

Body worship with Steve Rogers

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Monster fucking

As you can see I don’t have all kinks yet, you know what that means? It’s up to you what kinks I could add to the list😇 feel free to comment or flood my inbox! Also you can give me a hint which character you’d like to see with the kinks that are without one;)

Does anyone want to be added to a tag list?! Yes? Then comment here and be active with leaving feedback and reblogging when I’ll be posting the first kinktober Drabble!❤️

reblogs and/or comments are appreciated:)

[imaginedreamwrite]

Hi 👋🏻 um, I don't know if you still take requests (I'm so sorry if not 👉🏼🥺👈🏼) but I'm in a bit of a ❗critical❗ situation here. I might die.

Because of this slut of a man:

The lifesaver would be a really Smutty™️, preferably professor!au oneshot with either Chris/Steve/Andy, and reader. 🫣 You're the one writer I can trust with something like this without fail, everytime. 💞

Okay imma go now, thanks for reading all this bye 😩🥵

Thank you for having so much faith in me!! This isn’t super smutty, but there’s definite smut and spice and I hope you still like it!

With his sweater rolled up to his elbows and his thick rimmed glasses, you would think that Andy Barber would be nothing but the friendly professor that everyone seemed to like. On the surface, he was one of the best professors you could get in this course and you were really grateful for him.

On the surface, you should have been grateful for all of your academic and brilliant scholarly professors, however there were two specifically that had you caught unaware. There were two professors who had made every day interactions in the classroom seem far more intense than usual.

With professor Barber, he made the rudimentary subject of the historical significance of Shakespeare come to life.

Professor Rogers and his iron backbone had made your history classes and courses as exciting as you expect, however he was not a pushover.

Neither of them were, really.

But no one would have expected the favourite professors to be such ruthless men, especially when it came to your pleasure.

Hedonism, they were incredibly aware of what they were doing.

And with a single appearance of Professor Rogers in your English literature history class had been astutely wonderful for your class.

But ever torturous for you.

With Professor Barbers’ soft sweaters, and Professor Rogers’ button downs, both of which were rolled to their elbows, their glasses and messily styled hair, it was torture.

It was torture having them both in the classroom, and it was torture knowing that they were adding a level of fun to this entire situation.

“Life imitates art,” Professor Rogers had clicked the button on a remote, simultaneously creating an unfair buzzing that radiated from between your legs, and reminded you that you were being punished, “art is about emotive responses to the challenges life throws at you.”

“Are you going to be good? Are you going to be our good girl?” It wasn’t enough that they were your professors, they were also paying your college tuition and in exchange you were theirs.

It was more than a sexual relationship, it was emotional. They were completely and wholly yours, they had dedicated themselves to you as your benefactors and boyfriends.

“Are you willing to push yourself?” You clamped down on your tongue, stifling the moan as the vibrator shoved into your pussy had increased in volume, controlled not just by Steve but by Andy as well.

“Are you willing to do whatever it takes to understand the complexities of life?” He smirked, piercing eyes fixated on you.

Another set of vibrations had started, soft clamps on your nipples had added another layer of pleasurable pressure that almost made you buckle and cave. While you were being surrounded by students, your body was pliantly and physically being toyed with even from a distance.

It was an amazement in itself that no one heard their toys, let alone could sense your lack of focus.

“I think that’s enough for today, Steve.” Andy stood and addressed the class, his hands resting on his hips as he scoured the crowd and then smiled nonchalantly. “Have a great weekend, remember to have your chosen study handed in by Monday. You had three weeks to complete it, don’t be late.”

You started to gather your things, desperately seeking an escape. You shoved your books into your backpack and stood, your thighs and legs shaking when you put pressure on them and you’d wondered if anyone would be able to notice your state of being.

“A moment, Y/N.” Steve raised his hand to stop you, lips pursing and his eyes dropping to the hem of your pleated skirt, and the expanse of your bare legs. “We need to have a discussion.”

Your attempt to tug your skirt down was fruitless. Your attempt to rub your thighs together was wasted as another vibration rocked you to your core. You carefully took the steps down to meet them, your hands shaking all the while knowing that of the two Steve was harder to please.

Though you were always their good girl, they liked to act like you were trouble.

“On the desk,” Steve tapped his knuckles against the hard surface, his head tilted to the side, “legs spread.”

Your skirt was flipped up, your back hit the smooth surface and your legs spread to reveal the evidence of their teasing. Your panties were soaked through, the toy still pulsing and buzzing while your hands fell behind you to grip the edge of the desk.

“What a good fucking girl,” Steve was pleased, his eyes were cathartically bright and vibrant with lust, “you listened to everything we had to say.”

“Steve please,” you whined, lifting your hips and arching your back for him, “I can’t take it anymore.”

“Over sensitive, darling?” Andy crooned, walking around the back of the desk, his cologne drifting toward you with subtle notes of spice and warmth. “Look at those gorgeous nipples…”

Your shirt was lifted, your back arching against his hands as he cupped your breasts and gave the vibrating nipple clamps a little tug. You felt the scratch of Steve’s beard against your thighs, the gentle pluck of the vibrator from your cunt.

And then the warmth of his tongue hit your clit and you shrieked his name, jerking your hips against his face.

“Oh yes,” Andy grinned, “you’re going to earn a special treat for this, baby.”

“A five fucking star resort for the three of us. A couple of sugar daddies and our sweet little darling.”

[saiyanprincessswanie]

Hello all,

I’m looking to read more variety of characters by Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan. Don’t get me wrong I love Steve and Bucky and I will continue to read them as they are my favorites. But I want to read more of the following characters either by mutuals or new authors that I haven’t read before. Looking for oneshots, drabbles or headcannons.

Here are some examples of characters:

Andy Barber

Ari Levinson

Cole Turner

Curtis Everett

Frank Adler

Jake Jensen

Lloyd Hansen

Mr Freezy

Ransom Drysdale

Chris (Destroyer)

God the bounty hunter

Lee Bodecker

Nick Fowler

So if you or someone you know writes for the characters tag me in your work or send it to me in a DM.

Much love Missy

[evansbby]

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1. When will you update x fic?/ Do you have an estimated time of when you will post the next chapter?

I almost never have an estimated time because this is literally not possible unless the fic is like almost done. I post the fic the moment I finish it, before that I have no idea if it’ll take me a day to finish what’s left, or two months.

2. Will there be a part 2 to x fic?

Majority of my fics are stand alone oneshots. So, unless otherwise stated, I will not be writing a part 2 to most of my fics, especially oneshots that I wrote in like 2022… So next time, if you are wondering if I’m going to do a part 2 to a oneshot that isn’t part of a chaptered fic, check the date of it. Published in 2022? Yeah, I’m not doing a part two.

3. Why do you no longer write x fic?

I don’t want to. I lost inspiration for it. I’m just not feeling it anymore. If I’ve removed it from my masterlist, it’s safe to say I’m no longer writing it and clearly don’t want to answer questions about it.

4. What does POYT stand for?

It stands for Preying on You Tonight which is an alpha Steve Rogers fic I wrote. You can find it on my Steve Rogers masterlist.

5. Why do you hate Andy Barber?

I used to just joke around and say I hated him but then I actually gave myself the ick. It’s a running joke on my blog that I hate him and everyone kinda plays along. I have the ick for Andy Barber because he gives cold, unsafe vibes, he gives Disney adult vibes, he cannot satisfy a woman, he is assistant district attorney instead of main district attorney etc etc. And no, I have not seen a single episode of Defending Jacob.

More to be added.

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Moving Day

Andy Barber x Reader

Masterlists Author's Note: More aimless Andy fluff. Swear I've got things with more plot coming. Series Summary: A series of oneshots and drabbles chronicling Andy and Y/n’s life together. Summary: A big step in Andy and Y/n’s relationship dredges up painful feelings……and an impromptu proposal. Warnings: mentions of loss of a child, mentions of grief

For almost five years, his house had remained hollow, a shell of what it used to be- a home. Jacob was gone and Laurie had vacated their marital home before filing for divorce, Andy though, couldn’t have brought himself to leave. It might have been painful to look at them, but there were still memories in every room, some of the best ones he’d ever made. Countless dinners in the backyard and dining room, movie nights in the living room and birthday cakes on the kitchen counter.

Some of his less favorable memories were there too; the police searching their place, sleepless nights spent pouring over Jacob’s case, the quietness after his very small funeral and then boxes of Laurie’s things packed into the foyer before the movers had taken them away, but Andy usually tried to not think of those. Of late, he’d even found that it was becoming easier to stow the bad memories at the back of his mind while keeping the better ones at the front, and making room for new ones- Y/n was helping with that. She was teaching him that it was okay to smile again at the good times; it didn’t make the bad ones go away, but it did mean that he was remembering his family the way they deserved. 

He didn’t think she realized it, but she helped him with a lot of things. Andy was learning that it was okay to move on because of her, and he was also finding more and more that he didn’t need to ‘get over’ everything he’d been through to find love again, he just needed to be willing to let someone in. It was still funny to him how a routine run to a local convenience store could change his life so drastically- that night, he hadn’t been looking for anything special, just a quick dinner and a drink to help him unwind after a long week, but then he’d helped a beautiful woman reach a cartoon of milk off a high shelf, then gather the contents of her spilt purse, without realizing that it would mean that from then on out, she’d make everything better. 

“Hey, where should I- what are you thinking about?” When Y/n came up behind him, touching the center of his back after she’d set down a box of linens on the dining table, Andy jumped, setting down the framed photograph he was holding on the bureau against the dining room wall. It was one from about fourteen years ago, when Jacob still liked sitting on his lap. 

Andy shook his head absently, collecting the photograph again, that time along with a few other family pictures, “Nothing,” he sighed heavily, “I was just thinking that it might be time to pack these up.” He didn’t really didn’t want to put the memories of another part of his life in some box  that would later be shoved in the back of  the attic, but Y/n was moving in and he didn’t want to possibly hurt her by having them out. More than anything, he wanted to prove to her that he was all in. 

“What?” She scoffed, “Why?” Her hand was still on the center of his back, the warmth of her palm permeating the thick fabric of his navy sweater and when Andy glanced at her, he noted her mixture of confusion and sorrow. “These are beautiful pictures babe,” with her free hand, she reached for one in a silver, reflective frame so she could study the image of a beach trip from about six years ago. 

He shook his head again, “Yeah, but…..” Andy sighed heavily, meeting her concerned gaze, “I don’t want you to be uncomfortable, this is your home too now.”

“Yeah, it is,” she smiled softly, setting the photograph down in its usual place, “Its gonna be half me and half you-and this is part of your half. These memories, this family, its part of who you are and you shouldn’t put it in a box because you think it’ll be weird for me. It won’t be.”

Andy huffed, setting the remaining two frames down with a soft clatter so he could turn and take her in the circle of his strong arms, “You mean that?” She nodded and he lifted one hand to caress her jaw. Most times, Andy felt lucky to have her, and others, he couldn’t even believe that he did. Sweet, considerate and compassionate- she accepted everything that he came with and sometimes he felt the need to pinch himself to make sure it was all real. His second chance. 

And he had to make the most of it. 

“Marry me,” he said, off the cuff, as more of a statement than a question. He didn’t have a ring, they’d only been together for about ten months and marriage hadn’t ever come up between them, but still, Andy had to ask. He knew; she was the rainbow after the storm, a new beginning. 

She scoffed, jaw hanging slack, “Are you being serious right now?” A breathless smile was etched on her pretty features, while her eyes had gone wide with the most stunning mixture of disbelief and wonder. 

“Yeah,” he breathed, “Hundred percent. I want it to be you, babygirl,” Andy stepped closer while simultaneously tugging her against his broad chest, “Say you’ll marry me.”

She giggled, looming her arms around his neck and when Andy bent his head so he could press his lips to hers, she offered in a few mumbled words, “I’ll marry you.”

“I’m not joking,” he warned, pressing chaste, close-mouthed pecks to her soft lips, his beard tickling her skin. 

Y/n hummed, threading the tips of fingers through the hair near his nape, “Neither am I,” she swiped a sweet kiss off his lips, “I’ll marry you right now.”

He chuckled, “We don’t have rings,” he noted, with amusement.

“Don’t need ‘em,” Y/n countered, moving to deepen the saccharine endearment.

Again Andy chortled softly, the sound melting past Y/n’s lips, “Your parents would hate me,” he murmured when they broke for air, not yet pulling away from each other. 

“I can see how that would be an issue. Maybe not today then,” she relented, and he could still feel her soft grin against his lips.

Before that day, Andy didn’t think he ever contemplated the prospect of remarrying. Up until the day she left- and even after that- he’d loved Laurie. Even if what she’d done had ripped their family to pieces, and he couldn’t bring himself to forgive  her, she  was still his son’s mother and they’d still had so many good years. For a long time, Andy had told himself that that was the only good he’d ever be afforded. But then he met Y/n, who was willing to explore their relationship at his pace; who’d motivated him gather the courage to start putting his broken pieces back together.

He’d done it so he could try to be the kind of man she deserved. 

Andy wasn’t sure if he was that man yet, but he was trying his best, everyday. He also knew that the man she deserved would give her the wedding she deserved. “Not today.” he confirmed lightly, “But soon, honey.”

Beaming, she kissed him again, that time allowing her hands to slide forward so she could cup his face, her thumbs caressing the apples of his cheek, the roughness of his beard rustling under her gentle ministrations, “That’s good enough for me,” Y/n noted, leaning forward on her tiptoes as Andy straightened up, only for him to easily hoist her up. 

Playfully, she kicked her feet behind herself. “What are you doing?” Her voice shook with giddy laughter as Andy trotted to the living room sofa, his arms, wrapped around the back of her jean clad thighs not slipping once. 

“Celebrating,” he explained simply before unceremoniously onto the plush, gray sofa, “You’re moving in. We’re getting married, lots to celebrate babygirl.”

They both laughed as he sunk his knees into the cushions on either side of her thighs while propping his hands on the armrest of the sofa, practically boxing Y/n in. She reached up to tangle one hand in the back of his hair, while the other slipped under the hem of his sweater. Her eyes took on the darkest glimmer and as she urged his face closer to hers, she taunted, “Then what are we waiting for?”

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Waking up with Chris

All fluff but 18+ just in case pick your own chris but I obviously chose my favorite. This is an AU (that I wish was real I dont know Chris Evans at all.)

Comments appreciated and reblogs. No publishing no re posting no translation on any site

I wake up to his sweet, bright blue eyes staring at me.

"Hi"

"Hi" his hand cupped my cheek.

"I think I fell asleep here"

"What was your first clue"

"Meanie "

"How about I make it up to you with a kiss?"

I groan

"My mouth" all I could think about was my morning breath and the fact that I forgot to brush my teeth last night.

"And mine. Just a peck hmm" he caressed my shoulder

This man is going to be the death of me.

"Ok"

True to his wording It was just a peck

But he kept his lips on mine

I couldn't help myself from giggling

"So," he sighs "What do you want to do today?" his lips still in ghosting mine and occasionally touching.

"Me?"

He chuckled (and hr decided not to make a joke at the way he could've taken it.)

"Yea, you if you can do anything."

"Relax with you"

"Yea." No inflection but his face looked slightly confused.

"Yea why do you make it sound like the weirdest thing ever?"

"No I just you don't want to go shopping or I don't know."

"No just be with you." Besides me being too broke to shop I thought.

"I could do with a day of rest. What do saw we order breakfast in and just watch movies?" His fingers dance along my shoulder

"What do you want for breakfast?"

"Anything with bacon"

"Oh a girl after my own heart."

"Well that's the plan." I smile "but um can we take things slow."

"Course. As slow as you want. Or as fast."

"Slow."

"Worth a try. But we did sleep together already." I ignored him.

"What time is it?"

"5 am"

"Why are we up?"

"I don't know about you but I was watching you sleep"

"Ok you're creepy."

"Me ?," his eyes widened as his hand touches his chest. " Me m- ok yea."

I giggle as he pulls me closer.

"Just so beautiful."

"Relax I already slept with you."

"Mhm technically we slept next to each other. Buuuut. I'm kidding I just. I dont know how I just, I fell so fast."

"No! You don't say."

"Cute. Come 'ere" he wrapped his arms around my shoulders "Sleep, I'll be right here." He kissed my temple as I settled on his chest

"I don't know if have ever been happier."

"I have when you first agreed to stay with me. The plans I have for the two of us.," he smirked.

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ANDREW "ANDY" BARBER

"Prosecutor never takes part in a search like that, and you know it." - A.B

Series:

Infinite Solutions

The Other Woman

Oneshots:

*Non yet*

Headcanons:

*Non yet*

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First attempt at Kinktober! Some will be short, just a few sentences, while others will be my longer oneshot lengths!

Day 1 - Lloyd Hansen

Day 2 - Ransom Drysdale

Day 3 - Chris Evans

Day 4 - Chris Evans

Day 5 - Ari Levinson

Day 6 - Lloyd Hansen

Day 7 - Ari Levinson

Day 8 - Ransom Drysdale

Day 9 - Johnny Storm

Day 10 - Steve Rogers

Day 11 - Andy Barber

Day 12 - Ari Levinson

Day 13 - Dean Winchester

Day 14 - Chris Evans

Day 15 - Steve Rogers

Day 16 - Lloyd Hansen

Day 17 - Steve Rogers

Day 18 - Sierra Six

Day 19

Day 20

Day 21

Day 22

Day 23

Day 24

Day 25

Day 26

Day 27

Day 28

Day 29

Day 30

Day 31