#andrewxreader

[cshfvck]

𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 - 𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧 " 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 - 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

Andrew held onto trembling thighs, fingers gently squeezing used skin turned brand new by a simple touch. You let out a moan as you held onto the other man's hair, squirming, choking on your own tears and drowning in pleasure, eyes rolling back and the pain dull.

"It's that good huh..? I'm cumming.. Fuck."

Andrews hips stuttered and snapped into listeners ass, causing a loud moan to erupt from them, half cry and moan. This startled Andrew, without ruining the mood he growled.

"Does this feel okay?"

His voice cracking as he spoke, making you flustered as you shivered and held onto his shoulders, nodding frantically. Your eyes locked onto his brown eyes, you saw him smile a little at your blessed out face.

"You're squeezing me so tight.."

Andrew smirked at your reaction and suddenly thrust upwards, throwing you off, causing you to cum. Overestimulated and bucking your hips, you yelled out Andrews name as he stuttered his own hips and came inside of you.

Your walls sucked him in deeper and deeper, your warmth pushing over the edge twice in a row, causing him to whimper your name. You couldn't keep still or stop twitching, the over stimulation making you see white and stars. You cried out Andrews name, trying to get him to have some sort of mercy on you your hips were practically bruised at this point.

His hands were grabbing you harshly and his hot breath was damp on your neck, almost like a vampire entering a blood lust. Skin on skin echoed within his bedroom, your whimpers and moans hoarse and broken.

Your hips jerked away once more, tears falling down your face as you looked at him, whispering his name. You hadn't used the safe word, causing Andrew to carry on thrusting harder. You squirmed away again and has a swatt to your arse, his voice deep as he snarled into your ear, pinning your hips to the bed your back arched into a vulgar curve. Your arse was sticking out percent tly for him to thrust into.

"Keep still."

You were in for a long night..

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A/N: I finally wrote. That's it. I had writers block and I am working on some requests so take nsfw and be happy

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[kennibean]

Heyyy! I am freaking out about the fact that you write for the Breakfast Club. CN I request and andrewxreader imagine where he has crushed on reader for forever, and reader likes him but she thinks that him and Claire were together. So I’m detention he tries talking and flirting but she ignores him and talks to Brian, and eventually he corners her and they argue and she spills that she thought they were together and she can’t compete with Claire and he tells her he likes her 👉🏼👈🏼❤️

Yeah sure. This is real cute.

Also my apologies for getting this out so late it was a rough one to plan out. But I hope you enjoy.

A Saturday Fight

“Ugh.” You groaned while taking your seat at the table in the back. The last thing you wanted was to be stuck in detention. Let alone with your long time crush Andrew Clark. You guys were friends in middle school but stopped talking when Andy became really popular. You were pretty sure he had forgotten all about you, plus he was dating Claire.

Anyways you slammed your bag on the floor and collapsed with your head on the table. Looking up you noticed a familiar face give a small smirk. But you rolled your eyes and his smirk turned to a small frown. Vernon walked in to give the speech about what not to do in detention. Eventually he left to go roam the halls and we closed the door.

You lifted your head up and looks around the room to see Andrew, Claire, and Bender arguing while Brian and Allison were doing their own things. Bored out of your mind you stood up and went over to the table where the loud conversation was occurring.

“Well there she is! Sleep well?” Bender asked.

“Was I asleep?” You were dumbfounded.

“Yeah, you were.” Andrew responded for him. He smiled and once again and you rolled your eyes thinking nothing of it. You looked over at Brian who was playing with a pen.

“Hey Brian.” You said. He looked over. “Do you have a piece of paper?”

“Yeah.” He said and reached into his bag to pull out a blank sheet of paper. You then found a pencil at the bottom of your own bag and began doodling a small picture which slowly grew larger and larger only to end up consuming the whole paper. During this time you were pretty much zoned out except for the few times you felt someone watching you. Thinking it was Brian or Allison you brushed it off. But when you looked up you saw it was Andy. He quickly looked away which left you in confusion. Why would he be looking at you if he’s dating Claire?

Finally, you slammed the pencil down onto the table. “Done.” Your hand hurt like hell so you got to shake it out at last. Brian looked over at your paper.

“That looks really good Y/N!” He said as he examined your paper.

“Thanks.” You replied, smiling at his comment.

“Yeah, that looks really good.” Andy agreed.

“Yeah, thanks.” You muttered.

“So Y/N what did you do to get in here?” Brian asked.

“Why don’t you tell me what you did?”

“I asked you the question first.”

“Fine.” You said under your breath. “I got into a fight. Jerry Trapman asked me out and I said ‘no’. Then he kicked me so I kicked home back. Real hard. And then a fight broke out and I wouldn’t have been here if only I hadn’t let my temper beat the shut outta him. I knocked his tooth loose and he go a black eye.”

Everyone’s eyes widened a little about your story. You weren’t known for ever breaking out in a physical fight. But you sure did have a temper, which you thought you could control. “What did you do?” You asked Brian.

“I-uh-we,” he motioned to him and Bender.

“Totaled Dick’s car.” Bender finished for him as he jumped off of the railing. “How about you Sporto? What did you do?” He didn’t answer.

You and Brian then began your own conversation. Usually talking about random things that came to mind. Occasionally I would feel Andrew’s eyes on me. However one time it lasted a little too long.

I snapped around, cutting Brian off mid-sentence. “Excuse me but, do you need something?!” I shouted at him.

“What? N-no.” He stuttered a little bit.

“Are you sure? Cuz you’ve been lookin’ at me lit you need something. So what is it?!”

“Nothing!” He shouted back and you stood up and walked over to him as he did the same.

“What’s with you today?! You kept looking at me weird all day!”

“I was trying to get you to talk to me!” Your shouting didn’t die down even tho we’re weren’t spaced out anymore.

“Talk to you? In what way, huh? Because if I were you I wouldn’t be trying to ‘talk’ to another person with your girlfriend in the room!”

“Girlfriend?” Andrew looked crazy confused. Everyone’s heads turned to Claire.

“What? We’re not dating so leave me out of it.” Claire said, knowing exactly what was being implied.

“You mean you’re not-“

“No!” Andy cut me off. “You know, I didn’t want to spend a conversation with the girl I’ve been pining over for the past 8 years yelling!”

Your eyes widened. “Are you serious?” Your yelling died down to a whisper extremely fast.

“Yeah.” He whispered back. You stood on your toes and gave him a long kiss before parting away.

“Same here.” You responded. The two of you stared into each others eyes for a moment until you were interrupted by Bender’s slow claps.

“Touching.” He said in a numb voice.

You left the school with your closest friend back. But this time in the way you had always hoped.

[cshfvck]

𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬- 𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Genre: smut/NSFW

C/w:

a/n: I'm stealing my old writing and posting it x

Male reader!

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Andrew smiled as he held your legs open, admiring you as you flushed a deep red. Your hands were weakly covering your eyes, you were shaking like a lead at Andrew seeing you in your bare state, cock leaking pre.

"A-andrew don't stare.."

You weakly whispered out being embarrassed from him staring down at your body, hungrily taking in every detail about you. He took in every scar, freckles, mole, everything. They were all perfect to him.

"Love, look how gorgeous you are.. I can't help but stare."

Andrew looked up at you with eyes full of lust and desire, knowing what this meant you flushed even more and nodded your head. Andrew smiled softly and bit your thighs, his teeth sharp and the pain made your cock twitcb. He gently suckled on them, tasting the sweet flavours of your skin, gently caressing scars of the past. You peered over your trembling hands and looked at him gently kissing your scars, you smiled gently and sighed, falling back into the pillows.

"There you go, relax your body love, don't stress yourself."

Andrew whispered against your inner thigh now and teasingly moved down to your cock. Andrew slowly moved his hand to meet your cock, fondling it like it was a fragile toy, about to burst. You gasped and arched your back as he suddenly jerked you hard, his head slowly leaning down towards your ass, your face a whole picture for him.

"A-andrew wait-"

he looked up and stared at you, you helped as he made eye contact with you as he rubbed your cock. He admired how you eyes were watery from the pleasure and how you and to bite your lips to restrain yourself. You looked so handsome he wanted to take a picture.

"Does it feel good? I bet it does your a slut for me, hm?"

He smiled softly and kissed your tip, pre cum staining already rose tinted lips. The sight of it made you blush. He leaned back down to your ass and kissed the skin around it, smirking against your ass cheek as he felt you trembling, but he didn't want to go to far, not tonight.

"What's your colour love? Your doing so well for me, I'm so proud.."

He gently nipped your thigh as he moved back up to your legs. He wanted you to stay in the mood despite him wanting to know how you felt, he didn't want to just say it and make you both sound silly.

"Andrew.."

You whined as he looked at you, averting your eyes quickly. He frowned at how you'd tremble and slowly moved away from your ass, making his hands present as to not startle you.

"I'll stop for a bit love.. You did so good for me.. Taste so good.. Fuck. "

he smiled and kissed you softly and carressed your hair, ruining how you had styled it this morning.

Worth it huh?

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a/n: .. Hi