#barkeep! andy barber x black reader

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Crossing the Bar

Pairing: Barkeep!Andy Barber x Reader x Barkeep! Frank (Endings, Beginnings)

Summary: You’re ready for your closeup with Andy and Frank.

Part 11 of The Bar AU. Read the previous part, Open The Bar.

Word count: 2.5K

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. SMUT! Read at your own risk. EXPLICIT. This has Everything: bi-sexual threesome. Porn with a lil bit of plot, toys, spit play, anal play, Daddy kink, boys kissing, oral sex all around, degradation kink, rimming, masturbation, double penetration, slapping, safe words, praise kink, tea bagging, breeding kink.

A/N: I don’t want to go back to work. Like panic attack level of don’t want to go back. It helped to write this. Thanks @ysmmsy. Please heed the warnings, but if you’re cool with them and you enjoy it, let me know what you think!

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You were only upside down for a couple of minutes, but the rush from being placed down in the middle of Andy’s apartment was heady. Or maybe it was being there with Frank and Andy again. You had not been there since you left them almost a year ago.

You turned around slowly, taking in the space. It was the same, but different. While you turned, your boys looked you over and then glanced at each other.

“Are you still sure you want to do this?”

Andy’s deep voice greeted you as you turned back towards him. You smiled slyly and walked toward him.

“You two started it a few minutes ago. You’re not backing down are you?” 

You stopped short of touching Andy and looked from him to Frank.

“Backing down from what, Baby Doll?”

“From making me feel what I’ve missed for the last 10 months. From making me your fucking cum hungry cockwhore like I said..”  

Your look made Frank’s eyes water and his cock throb. You turned back to Andy.  

“I want to feel you for days.”

“Fuck.” 

Andy breathed it low and slow, but as you palmed his dick through his leather pants, there was no mistaking his need. Frank came up behind you and kissed your neck, running his hands up and down both of you.  Andy looked at you both and gulped.

“Let’s go to the bedroom, Sweetheart. We’ve got some things to show you.”

Andy turned and grabbed your hand as Frank walked closely behind you.

The bed was the same king sized you used to sleep in; everything was basically the same, but as you looked around the room, you saw a couple of toys and lube laid out on the dresser. This was getting real. 

Your eyes must have been wide, because Frank spoke in soothing tones. 

“We don’t have to use any of those things, we could just hold you…”

You stamped your foot like a naughty child.

“If you don’t stop teasing me…”

“Don’t be a fucking brat!”  

Andy’s command made you whimper. Fuck. Daddy Andy was back, and you loved it. He grabbed your face and turned it toward him roughly.

“You’ve been teasing us for weeks. Tonight, we’re all going to get what we want. No going back.”

You were scared and thrilled all at the same time.

“Safe words? Do you remember them?”

You nodded your head, his grip still so tight, the inside of your cheeks rubbed against your teeth. He released you.

“Good girl.” 

That phrase had you dripping anew.

“What are they?”

“Sunshine and Rain.”

Andy grinned at you and then behind you, but you didn’t turn because Andy had you in his spell.

“Now go get that ass on the bed, back against the headboard.”

“Yes Daddy.”  

The way you said in that small voice made Andy rush to get his pants off. You now looked over to Frank to see that he was fully naked and fully erect.  He approached you on the side of the bed and you grabbed his cock, jerking it, spitting on it and  immediately putting it down your throat as Andy watched you.

“Holy shit, I forgot how nasty you were, Baby Doll.”  

Frank was looking down at you in admiration. He leaned back and closed his eyes. 

“I remember that you said you wanted to suck my soul out, but damn!”

You felt the bed dip as Andy came up on the other side of you, but you were busy deep throating Frank. Your throat was making lewd sounds as you fucked your mouth on his cock

“That fucking sound! I need some of that gluck gluck too, Sweetheart.”

You smiled up at both of them, chin wet with saliva as you leaned over and blessed Andy while jerking Frank off.

“Holy shit that mouth. I’ve missed it so so much.” 

Andy was moaning as you struggled to take his entire cock in your throat. You pulled off and dripped saliva all over the bed as you spoke.

“I’ve missed your cocks stretching my throat out. Y’all got me out here thirsty.”

You kissed Frank’s tip and then put both of them in your mouth.  You moaned around them as Frank grabbed Andy’s head and kissed him. Your boys were so sexy.

You hadn’t noticed that Andy had brought the long pink wand vibe to the bed, but you sure did when Frank placed it against your clit on the outside of your panties. 

Andy pulled your breasts free of your top, causing you to spill out and at first pinched your nipples lightly, and then as you started to moan louder, he tugged and roughly kneaded them. That sensation, along with the wand on your clit made you cum for the second time, squirming under the assault of the vibe. You moaned loudly, causing Frank to groan and Andy to pulse a little pre cum down your throat. 

“Take it. You don’t want to be teased right? Take it like a woman.” 

Frank held the wand to your soaked clit for a few more seconds, prolonging your orgasm, and then gave you a reprieve when he saw fit.

“Good girl. What’s your word?”

You licked them both clean and leaned back and widened your legs, ready for more.

“Sunshine,” you said with a smile. Then, you opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out, giving them the opportunity to slap your mouth and face with their cocks.

“Look at you, face all ruined because you’re sucking two dicks at once. You like that? Such a fucking slut.”

You nodded enthusiastically.

“Yes Daddy.”

Then you gently tugged them closer and started alternatively sucking their balls, your moans sending shivers up their spines. Andy grabbed Frank’s head for a kiss and Frank started jacking Frank’s cock as you sucked his sack.

“Are you gonna fucking cum in my hand and all over Baby Doll’s face? You’re my cum slut too, aren’t ya, Andrew?”

You could have cum again as Andy whimpered in Frank’s grip. Suddenly, Frank stopped and swiped Andy’s head clean of pre cum, then thrust his thumb into your mouth.

“Better yet, I want you to suck my balls while Andy fucks you.” 

Frank looked down at you.

“We only cum inside you tonight. Gonna fill you up.”

“Please…” You whimpered.

Andy pulled you off of the bed so that you could finally be rid of your dress. He laid you down across the bed and leaned down between your wide spread legs. You were oh so ready to be penetrated.

“Wait!” Frank’s interjection stopped the show.

“I need to taste. Both of you.”

You leaned up on your elbows and watched as Frank sucked Andy off deep and slow, and then stroked him as he leaned down and licked a long, filthy stripe from one end to the other of your slit.

“Fucking hell. So good. Can’t wait to taste our cum drip out of you.”

Andy was a little unsteady as he came back to you, climping up as he hooked your knees in his hands and brought them up to your armpits.

He lined up at your pulsing cunt and dipped in shallowly, teasing you slightly, although you wouldn’t dare say that again tonight. You looked up to see Frank jacking his dick above you and then your eyes rolled back into your head as Andy sunk his long thick dick between your pussy lips and into your tight canal.

“Oh my god, Frank. She’s so tight. So fucking tight….”

His voice broke and trailed off as Andy dropped his head into the hollow of your neck. You could only utter short whimpering screams in your throat as you teabagged Frank. You watched his hand start to stutter as the sight of Andy wrecking you was getting him too close. He stopped and shifted up to the head of the bed as Andy pulled out and then started fucking you from behind.

“Fuck yes!”

Andy pounded you into Franks balls as you licked him, your tongue occasionally slipping and  teasing his hole. Then you deep throated him.

Frank let out a shout and then he pulled away, pulsing a little precum down your throat, but not giving way fully.

“Naughty girl.” Frank slapped your face lightly. “You were trying to get me to cum, weren’t you?” 

He grabbed your neck as Andy started pounding mercilessly. His grip tightened and you saw stars.

“Word?”

“Sun….fuck. Shine!”

You croaked as you came around Andy’s cock, milking him for all he was worth. He slipped out of you, semi-hard and gllistening with your combined slick, the first to cum inside you.  You collapsed and watched as Frank sucked your juices off Andy and your heart grew two sizes as you witnessed the look on Andy’s face as he carded his fingers through Frank’s hair. Your heat felt light.

Frank stopped, kissed Andy, winked at you and then went to get the biggest butt plug you’d ever seen. It had to be at least four inches long, thick at the base and tapered. Your eyes were huge as you watched Frank lube it up. 

Andy was cooing in your ear now, massaging and playing with your nipples again. Frank came near and smiled at you. You nodded and spread your legs as Frank toyed with your clit with his thumb. You closed your eyes and groaned as the the pink butt plug got inserted, Andy watching and licking his lips. It felt huge, but it wasn’t as big as either of them.

“Remember when I said I wanted to fuck you? Well, I want to fuck you like this.”

And Frank slid inside you, pushing Andy’s cum along the way, your passage slick, but still snug.

“Fuck, how?” Frank asked the air. “How are you still so fucking tight?”

“Cause she’s our good little cumslut, aren’t you Sweetheart?”

Andy looked down at you as he held your legs open for Frank. All you could do was moan, because you were feeling full with Frank and the plug inserted. You reached for Andy and started sucking his cock, loving having all of your holes filled.

Andy read your mind.

“Oh, but you’re greedy aren't’ you? You love this don’t you? You’re in heaven. Something in each hole? Do we need a third, Frank?”

Your body involuntarily clenched down at that thought. Frank chuckled. 

“She’s a greedy little slut alright. She loves it Andy. But let’s just stick with the toys for now.”

They both leaned down and started kissing you, all tongues intertwined obscenely. You tugged on their hair as they feasted on you.  Then Andy and Frank kissed as Frank pounded his cum into you.

You panted and fingered your clit as you watched the boys kiss and play with each other after Frank pulled out. You felt insatiable. They noticed, and then Andy slapped your hands away, flipping you over, ass up. Someone slipped the plug out and then they both took turns licking your sloppy slit and eating your ass as they watched you squirm.

Then, you felt the lube at your back door.  You shivered from the cold, and from anticipation.

“I want this first.” It was Andy

“That means I get that sloppy pussy again.” 

Frank was back to hard and grinning at you. You never wanted anything so much in your life.

You moaned and arched your back, ready for the attack. You tensed a little because of how big Andy was, but he reached around for your clit as he put the huge tip of his dick inside your ass. He circled two fingers around your plucky nerve endings as you watched Frank jacking off. It inspired you push back onto Andy and he slid home, the stretch uncomfortable at first, but becoming pure pleasure as you saw the look on Frank’s face, eyes dilated, mouth agape.

“You’re a goddess, beautiful.”

Frank kissed you as Andy thrust shallowly, then more fully as Frank scooted under you to enter your cunt. Andy stopped as Frank stuffed himself into your now even tighter channel, being full of Andy on the other side.

“Ooooohhhhhhhh.”

You sighed and leaned back against Andy.

“How’re you feeling, Sweetheart?”  His deep, soft voice was like velvet as you started moving slowly.

“Full. So full. Like I’m full of... Sunshine.”

Andy grasped your waist while Frank held your ass cheeks apart for Andy. Your sounds were everything.

“Look like a fucking angel.” 

Frank was in awe of you.

“So fucking good for us, love.”  

Andy kissed your shoulders as they rocked you between them, giving you the most pleasurable sensation you’d ever known. They were right. You were greedy.

“More, give me more, harder. Please!”

You were begging for them to ruin you, and your wish was their command.

“You like our cocks inside you at once?”

“Want us to use your holes for our pleasure?”

“Does it make you feel good to be fucked by our big dicks?”

“I can feel you fluttering around me? Are you close?”

“Jesus, your ass is fluttering too? You liked being fucked in this glorious ass, Sweetheart?”

“You like it when I’m fucking this sloppy, beautiful cunt?”

“You were made for us, darling.”

“You’re ours…”

Their incessant praise helped lifted you higher. And the realization that everyone was here for the same reason, love, made your heart shatter as you came, more intensely than you ever had in your life, being held by the men that you loved. Your cries commingled in the echoes of Andy’s apartment.

Andy was holding you on the bed, cleaned up a little by a warm washcloth as Frank went to run you a bath. 

“I love you,” He whispered, as he stroked your arm.  

“I love you too.” You had never stopped 

“Thank you.”

You leaned up. “For what?” Andy just smiled weakly and then stand up and lift you off the bed to take you into the bathroom.

“I can walk!” 

You protested when he put you down.

“You sure?” replied Frank as you teetered on your feet. They had ruined you, but you just jutted up your chin and let him help you into the tub. You raised your eyebrow as Andy went to the shower.

Frank made sure that the bath was just the right temperature as Andy started to get clean. You sank down into the steaming water as he sprinkled epsom salts for you. 

“Thank you, Frank.”

He leaned over and tilted your chin up, giving you a gentle kiss. 

“Anything for you. I love you.”

You smiled wide at him.

“I love you too, Frank.” It was true. And you were happy. Now go join Andy. And give me a show.”

Frank raised his eyebrow at you and gave you a wink as he joined Andy in the shower, reaching for him. You ran your hands over your used and satisfied body as you watched the men you love love each other.

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Open The Bar

Pairing: Barkeep!Andy Barber x Reader x Barkeep! Frank (Endings, Beginnings)

Summary: You, Andy, and Frank become open about your relationship.

Part 10 of The Bar AU. Read the previous part, Raise The Bar.

Word count: 3K

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. SMUT! Read at your own risk. ANGST, sexting, phone sex, Daddy kink, degradation kink, masturbation, double fingering, slapping, leather, chains, harnesses, naughty Halloween costumes, on the bar, mention of double penetration, threesome.

A/N: I. Just. Can’t. Stop. Thank you Alice @maladaptivexxdaydreaming for being my beta! 🥰 The artwork is just a representation of the idea in the story.

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The week and a half after your dates with Andy and with Frank were full of anticipation. Your good morning texts turned into hints at your sexual fate.

From Andy:

You’re going to pay for working us up, Sweetheart.

Am I? Is that a promise or a threat?

Which one gets you wetter?

From Frank:

Good god woman. I’m dead. I’m dying. Jacking off with your panties Baby Doll…

Gonna cum all over them, then make you put them on and push all of that into my cunt.

I mean your cunt.

I mean our cunt.

You could only stare at the texts like a slut.

Are you slippery Baby Doll?

Are you touching yourself Sweetheart?

Just let us come over. We’ll overlook the fact that you tried to get a rise out of us.

That is if you want us to. I think you want certain things to rise.

Frank’s levity always balanced out Andy’s ominous nature.

You squirmed, wet as fuck and needy beyond words. You finally responded, thinking you had a suitable response.

If I let you put your hands on me again. This weekend was a slip up.

They were unfazed.

True. But lips and tongue is not a hand.

I’ll tie Andy’s hands to the bed and make you sit on his face as I fuck him senseless.

You’ll be begging for us to touch you.

You moaned out loud, thankful that they couldn’t hear you.

I’ll not beg.

You want to lay a wager? You in, Andy?

Andy’s hand had been occupied, ever since Frank inserted his lewd suggestion into the chat.

Oh Definitely. Because I know she wants it. She’s highly suggestible.

Isn’t that right, Sweetheart? After I suggested putting the tip in, you let Frank inside you.

Didn’t you? Oh, you’ll pay.

You couldn’t answer, just panted at the realization that you were being sexted by two men at the same time.

She barely let me in Andy... It was torture, had me cumming in seconds.

I would have loved to have tasted you, Baby Doll. Got me hard just remembering it, look.

Frank sent a dick pic to the group chat, large pink head glistening with precum and looking right at the camera on his phone to the delight of both you and Andy.

In response, Andy sent one of him stroking off, large hand around his even larger cock, shaft, tip, and balls glistening with lube. You sent back a voice memo.

“You both look delicious. Would love to have both of you in my…. anything right now.”

You sent them a picture of your pussy, two fingers in as deep as you could go. Your voice made Andy almost blow his load. Frank was feeling the same way.

Andy called you and Frank on threeway.

“Hello?”

The need and timidity in your voice made both men pulse in their hands, close to their highs.

“Is that for us? And did you say ‘Anything’, Sweetheart? Did you mean your mouth? Pull your fingers out of your pussy, stick them in your mouth and suck your juices off. Because that is what will be required of you with our dicks.”

The deep timbre of Andy’s voice made you huff harder as you did as you were told, imagining sucking them off at the same time. The slurping sounds of you obeying made Frank even harder.

“Fuck Baby Doll. Such a nastly little slut for us. Did you mean that you want both of us in your tight little pussy?”

Frank’s voice made you whine and whisper his name.

“Fraankkkk…”

Andy barrelled ahead.

“You know what I dream about Frank? It’s a bit extreme…”

He didn’t say it, but your imagination went reeling. They could tell by your silence save for the little huffs that you were trying to keep quiet.

“That would be hot, but fuck, I have waking dreams of you squirting in my mouth…”

Frank’s gravelly, lust filled voice was about to do you in.

“I love the way you two fucked me. I want that, I want to be used.”

“Shit! Sweetheart….”

Andy’s voice conveyed his need.

You were huffing and moaning, your fingers in your pussy and circling your clit; you were at the height of desperation.

“What are you doing, Baby Doll? Are you touching yourself again?”

You were silent, with tears in your eyes as you imagined them both inside you.

“Answer him!”

Andy’s order caused you to whimper as your wetness multiplied.

“Y-yes, Daddy.”

“Good girl.” Frank’s praise made you keen. “Just don’t squirt again until I can get my mouth on you.”

“Oh shit!”

Andy wouldn’t let you recover from Frank’s verbal assault.

“I think the first time we have her again, we fuck both holes at the same time, get her loose, and then start training us to take us both in one…”

“Ohhhh, Andyyyyyyy!”

It took just a couple of minutes before you were cumming. You moaned loud and long as you came at the dirty, dirty thoughts they were putting in your head. You heard their curses as they grunted and groaned through their own orgasms.

“Just wait until Andy and I get you alone in a room.”

You could hear them both moving around, cleaning themselves up. You just lay on the phone, wanting their arms around you.

“You’ve broken us, Sweetheart. You know that right? We are completely and utterly ruined for anyone else but you. What do you want? What do you need for us to be together again?”

Andy was desperate to be official. Things were getting real.

“I want you both. Soon.”

“When can we see you again? Together?”

You shivered with anticipation and the after-effects of your orgasm. But you couldn’t be caught slipping.

“I’m busy this week. But I’ll be at the Halloween party next Friday.”

The annual party at The Bar was legendary. They were both quiet. They knew you were spooked.

“I have an idea for a…A costume for all of us.”

“Oh? Are you going to claim us in public?”

Frank was only halfway joking. It was one of the elephants in the room. But you were ready.

You smiled to yourself.

“Funny you should say that…”

You explained your idea, ignoring Andy’s groans and talking over Frank’s laughter. Finally, they agreed. In truth, they would have agreed to anything, they were so gone for you.

You got off the phone reluctantly, even though you would be late for work.

When they wished you a good day, you found yourself wishing that you were going to come home to them at the end of it.

Andy and Frank assailed you all week with a combined attack of erotic selfies, soul-rendering texts and promises that your pussy would be assaulted on sight. So you stayed away, not trusting your willpower.

On Halloween at The Bar, everyone got their costumes wrong. Andy and Frank didn’t correct anyone all night, just smiled and took their drink orders. They looked out of place, yet perfect next to each other behind the bar, and in fact your costume idea earned them extra tips.

They were on edge all night, waiting for you to make an appearance.

Finally, the bell on the door didn’t disappoint. You and your friends entered The Bar, and you were all their dreams were made of.

They saw your horns first, red and glittery, shining in your mass of hair, which was down your back and around your shoulders, straight and glossy for the night.

Your lips were red, matching the short leather dress you were wearing. Their eyes, and everyone else’s, were drawn to your lace up bustier top, your soft breasts barely contained within. Your legs were encased in black sandals, the long ribbons lacing up to your knees.

Both of their mouths dropped open as you approached, and everyone watched as you went behind the bar. You looked over your shoulder as they followed you into the back room.

“Well hellooo, Baby Doll.”

Frank was taking you all in and you could feel Andy’s vibe beside him.

“Hello.”

You smiled innocently and brought what you had out of your purse.

Andy started to sweat.

“You were serious.”

“As a heart attack.”

You looked at both men who were staring hungrily at you. They looked hot in black leather pants and black harnesses and nothing else. Your mouth watered at the sight before you, but you went on with your plan.

“If you could be good boys,” You got as close as you could to Frank and Andy without touching them, giving a view down your dress. “And stay in place,” you looked down at their black leather clad crotches. “We can have fun later.”

They didn’t answer you, just stared at you and made you squirm as they smiled.

“Let’s go.”

“I’m down.”

They were very agreeable. And not very talkative. You wondered what they were up to.

You took the leads in your hands and hooked them to the harnesses.

You took a deep breath and asked, “Are you ready?”

Andy and Frank smiled at you.

“Lead the way.”

“After you.”

You smiled and turned around, leading them back into the bar. It was you who wasn’t ready.

Everyone stopped what they were doing, talking, drinking, dancing, serving, and turned to look at you three. Your heart stopped when the noise did, wondering what made you come up with this idea. Then you looked back at your boys. You went forward and led them to the rail behind the bar, fastening the chain to it. They weren’t fixed in one spot and could move the length of the bar, but not from behind it.

Everyone watched as the boys obeyed you, and as you reached up, grabbed their face and gave each of them a deep kiss. They didn’t resist, and eagerly took what you had to offer, but they didn’t make any moves toward you either. You were a little disappointed, but you’d laid out the ground rules pretty clearly.

Pete cleared his throat.

“So what is this costume then?”

You looked him straight in the eyes.

“A succubus and her sex slaves.”

A slow clap began behind you and you turned to see Scott putting his hands together and encouraging others to join in. Soon, the whole joint was applauding and cheering.

You smiled and waved at Andy and Frank who had started to bartend again, cheeks slightly red but a twinkle in their eyes. You joined your friends and their chorus of “I knew it”s, and “I told you so’s” greeting you.

The night both dragged and flew by; you had fun with your friends, but were anticipating the night with Andy and Frank. You hardly looked at them for fear of how they and you would react to eye contact.

Closing time soon came and you waited patiently for Andy to count the till and Frank to help clean up. Scott and Pete got the deposit ready and bid you all goodnight.

“Have… fun!”

Pete’s eyebrow was raised as he and Scott chuckled their way out of the door.

You stood in between Frank and Andy’s warm bodies, feeling faint from want. You couldn’t wait anymore.

“So.. what do you want…”

Andy raised his finger to his lips, drawing your attention there and silencing you.

“Listen before you speak. We want you to be certain of what you ask.”

The care they had for you was the ultimate aphrodisiac. The thought of that sent your skin into goose bumps and made your nipples hard.

Frank advanced toward you, licking his lips as his eyes takes along your body.

“We want to take care of you right here, Baby Doll. But you’ve got to ask.”

Andy eyed you from two feet away. You remembered your big talk and jokes of a wager but you no longer cared about your pride.

“I want you both. Now. Please, I need you to touch me.”

You looked up at them under your lashes.

“Do you want me to get on my knees to beg?”

Frank groaned. “Fuck yes, Baby Doll. But not here.”

He moved toward you first, reaching out to start unlacing your bodice. When the string was loose, he lifted you up and sat you on the bar.

Andy hung back and watched you and Frank, not for certain that this was real. He couldn’t believe it.

“Damn, you’re so beautiful.”

You and Frank looked over at him, and Andy flushed, not realizing that he said it aloud.

You smiled and Frank responded.

“She sure is.”

He reached out for you slowly as you nodded at him, giving him permission to expose you.

Frank peeled the leather away from your skin and your breasts spilled out, warm and soft against the red leather.

Andy moved closer and caressed your nipple, causing a shiver to run down your spine.

“You like that, Sweetheart?”

You could only nod.

“We only want to make you feel good.” His lips descended toward the top of your breasts, kissing tenderly. “But remember, you did say that you wanted to be used.”

You shivered.

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Good girl.”

Andy’s praise and his smile was everything.

Frank’s fingers were tracing the lips of your pussy through your leather thong.

“Andy and I have been dreaming of paying you the attention you deserve, from both of us.”

Frank’s eyes held yours as he lowered his head to your breast as he fingered you, those lips encasing your hard bud. You were watching him, so you felt Andy before you saw him, his red lips and tongue beginning to pull at your other nipple.

“Ohhhhh, shittttt!”

You put your hands in their hair as they sucked at your breasts eagerly. You arched your back, causing you to shift on the bar as Andy’s finger slid inside you next to Frank’s. The full feeling was heaven along with the nipple stimulation.

Andy looked up and released your nipple with a pop. You noticed that his face had changed as he reached up and smacked your cheek, the smart of it causing you to clamp down and gush over their fingers.

“Stay still. You agreed we could have our fun. You have to take it.”

Andy was totally Daddy now and that voice was in control of you.

“O- okay.”

“What was that?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“That’s better.”

Andy went back to sucking your breasts, Frank holding, molding, and squeezing your breasts for both of their mouths. Andy moved to put his other hand on your ass to keep you still while their fingers pushed inside you on either side of your panties, having you make a mess on the bar.

Frank looked up as you were writing on the limited confines of what they gave you, lips wet with saliva.

“You gonna cum with us both inside you? Right now it’s just our fingers. Tell us what else you want.”

Andy looked up and started twisting your nipples as you writhed under their gaze.

“Tell us how cum hungry you are.”

You could barely speak, but you did as you were told, the sound of the light chain moving as they did what they wanted adding to the mood.

“I want you to fuck me Andy. And then I want Frank to fuck me. I want you to take turns using me as your cumslut. Then I want you both inside my holes, filling me up.”

Frank’s eyes almost closed as he felt your pussy clench around thier fingers.

“You do, don’t you? You want that.”

“Yessss!”

“It’s amazing how fucking perfect you are…”

Frank buried his face in your neck, starting to mark you up good.

“You belong to us? So that we can use you however we see fit?”

Andy was in heaven watching you and Frank. He maneuvered his pinkie to ghost over your other hole.

“Oh god, yes!”

You were staring to pulse around their fingers and they knew you were close.

“So, if we told you not to cum right now, you’d hold it?”

Frank’s mouth went to your nipple again and scraped it with his teeth.

“I— I can’t!”

“You better fucking hold it!”

Andy grabbed your face and squeezed as he watched Frank suck your nipple.

“That mouth is talented, isn’t it? Bet you wanna see it wrapped around my cock.”

You closed your eyes, as if that could shut out the sound of Andy’s words and their effect on your brain.

Frank bit your nipple lightly and groaned.

“Feel how tight she is. Can hardly move our fingers.” Frank looked you in the eye.

“Did you forget how to take our cocks? Might as well cum…”

Before he could finish, you released and shook uncontrollably, allowing the waves of pleasure to wash over you. Frank and Andy held you, making sure you were safe.

“…On our fingers Baby Doll.”

“So fucking eager.” Andy glared at you. “Will you be as eager when we punish you with our cocks?”

Frank chuckled and licked his hand as Andy admonished you.

“I deserve to be punished, Daddy. I’ve been bad.”

Andy’s jaw clenched at your response.

“Oh, it’s guaranteed Sweetheart.”

He grabbed your face and pulled you into a ferocious kiss that had you clenching anew. He slotted himself between your legs as Frank stood beside you and brought Andy’s hand up to his mouth to suck you off of his fingers. He used his other hand to pull your hair making you expose your neck to Andy, who promptly licked you from collarbone to chin. You whimpered.

“Give me the key, Baby Doll.”

You obeyed, sliding the key to the chains out of a small pocket on your dress. Frank unlocked himself and Andy, carefully winding the chain around his hand.

“This will come in handy for both of you cocksluts. Let’s go, Andrew.”

Andy lifted you off the bar and over his shoulder, carrying you like a sack of potatoes up the stairs to his apartment.

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How was Andy holding up while the reader was away kn The Bar series?? Like, I don’t really feel bad for neither Andy nor Frank because what they did was way worse than the reader leaving but I do feel like Andy took it the hardest given how his feelings for the reader.

Ahhhhh it’s such a good series, I could imagine the ending in so many different ways whether it’s the reader completely moving on, or ending up with both the boys or just being alone, either way it’s been a great read. Thank you for always writing these gems🤎🤎

Aw Nonnie! 🤎🤎 Sorry that it’s taken me a minute to get to this ask. These three deserve it all!

Here you Go:

Better Left Alone

Pairing: Bartender! Frank x Bartender! Reader; Barkeep!Andy Barber x Bartender! Reader; Barkeep! Andy x Bartender Frank (Endings, Beginnings)

Summary: How Andy doesn’t deal when you’re gone.

A Bar AU drabble.

Word count: 650 wds

Warnings: 18+ Only because of the AU. Minors DNI! Not Beta’d. Read at your own risk. ANGST.

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Andy read your note again and again.

“I could have loved you both if you had just been honest.”

He sat down for a few minutes which became a few hours. Frank moved around him, talked to him, saw through him.

Andy didn’t register anything but your words on the page. He needed to find an analgesic for the loss that he felt. It was all too familiar, yet brand new. Detachment was an old friend.

He heard someone offer him a bottle of water. For the first time in hours he acknowledged Frank’s presence by looking at him. It felt like they were underwater. Andy sure as hell couldn’t breathe without you. Frank looked terrible, almost as bad as Andy felt.

“You have her folks’ address? You can get it?”

Frank's words were as desperate as his countenance.

“Leave it alone.”

Andy’s voice was low and cracked, throat dry from lack of fluid and the huge lump that was there.

“What? We have to go after her, explain…”

Andy stood up, grabbed the bottle of water and walked toward the door.

“But what about the rings? Don’t you even want to try?”

Frank sounded like he was crying. Andy didn’t care.

“I said. LEAVE IT ALONE!”

Andy’s voice echoed through the apartment, probably because it was so empty now. He bowed his head and placed his velvet box on the table by the door.

“Pawn ‘em. And lock the door on the way out.”

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It took a month for Andy to say more than two words to Frank. They worked around each other with a careful, precise avoidance that came only with past intimacy. They functioned, barely survived.

Andy ran on bitterness and self-hatred; he’d dared to hope again and then got greedy and selfish.

You’d been right, he wasn’t an honest man. Never had been, never would be. It was how he dealt with his past trauma. How could he even dare to expect to find love? Love, as such as you had offered him, was not for the likes of him.

And Frank. Andy had to admit that how he felt about Frank hinged upon you. It could have been the perfect combination, but they’d fucked it up with thier gluttony.

Andy didn’t deserve one love, much less two. His heart was better left alone.

He did have connections in New York, however, and had taken steps to ensure that you were physically safe. When he heard that you went back to work at Hatchette, he pulled some strings.

Cooper, his friend from undergrad was the HR manager in Boston. Two months in, He invited him to The Bar for some free rounds before Frank got to work.

His friend downed the two fingers of Macallan Rare Cask and queried his college buddy.

“So, do you want me to make her an offer she can’t refuse?”

Andy gave him a little smile and shook his head at his dramaticism.

“No Coop. Just present her the offer. If she doesn’t want to take it, leave it alone.”

“I don’t know…Who would want to leave New York City for Boston?”

Andy put an unopened bottle of the Macallan’s on the bar. Cooper’s eyes got big.

“One of these every month for a year.”

Andy’s offer was hard to refuse.

“I think we can make her an offer. I hear she’s a good Junior editor. She’ll make a good addition to the team.”

Andy gave him a look.

Cooper finished his drink and tucked the bottle in his arm like a baby.

“If she accepts.”

Frank passed Cooper coming out of the bar with the bottle. He questioned Andy when he got inside.

“Did that man just rob us?”

“What man?”

Andy’s look made Frank leave it alone.

When Andy heard you were coming back to Boston a few weeks later, he asked Frank a question.

“Did you still have those rings?”

Frank gave Andy a smirk.

“What do you think?”

Suddenly, Andy didn’t feel so alone.

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Compersion

Ok, I’m a doofus and just deleted an ask about whether or not Andy has a hard time adjusting to seeing Frank and Reader together.

Answer below the cut.

18+Only, smutty thots, description of sex acts and of what happens in Set the Bar.

At first when Frank began flirting with you, Andy was annoyed. But when you flirted back, he started thinking. There was a twinkle in your eye that wasn’t there for him.

He was your Daddy, but you liked the power of a Frank’s attention. And while Andy didn’t want to change the dynamics of your relationship, he enjoyed watching you with Frank.

Frank was in his ear after he saw you and Andy on the bartop. Andy brushed it off, but the thought invaded his dreams, waking him up every morning as hard as a rock and driving him to you to use your cum hole until you begged him to stop. It wasn’t enough. He needed both of you. He finally agreed to the plan.

As Andy watched you cry, he felt awful. You were upset because of him and he wasn’t there to comfort you. But then he saw you take control. You’d made a decision and got what you wanted, which was your pleasure and Frank’s cock.

And it looked… so fucking good, you jacking off, writhing under Frank’s mouth and then creaming up his dick, all the while looking like a a fucking queen.

It was so much better than he imagined. He had to have some of that. Andy just sat there for a while after watching you and Frank fall asleep over FaceTime, replaying the scene in his head.

He realized he could have it all.

Andy started packing; he couldn’t wait to join you and Frank.

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When the next the bar au part? 👀

Have you read Raise the Bar? Came out today.

😩

After that, I can’t want to say specifically , but soooonnnnn!

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What did our favorite throuple do for NYE?

😩

We’re almost there, Love!

Have you read the part that I published today?

Raise the Bar?

It takes us almost to Halloween. One for Halloween, then one for the holiday. So one, maybe two more fics and were there.

But let me tell you.

It’s something special.

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I know I need to finish my Nick fic, but I just had to revisit the Terrific Trio.

Catch up! 😏

Raise the Bar

Pairing: Bartender! Frank x Bartender! Reader; Barkeep!Andy Barber x Bartender! Reader; Barkeep! Andy x Bartender Frank (Endings, Beginnings)

Summary: Things are moving along now.

Part 9 of The Bar AU. Read the previous part, Boys of Summer

Word count: 4.5K (these three…)

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. SMUT! Not Beta’d. Read at your own risk. ANGST, jealousy, implied drug and alcohol use, bratty behavior, Daddy kink, degradation kink, breath play, fingering, slapping, spit play, crying kink oral sex and eating the groceries (f recieving) Praise kink, sex on a sink, just the tip, mutual masturbation, cum play, panty stealing.

A/N: This series has a serious hold on me. The final one for my Holiday Visit. Thanks for reading guys!

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The month of September was difficult, the Friendzone having made Andy and Frank two grumpy boys. With everyone except you. And you were beyond frustrated at all the tension. Something had to give.

You tried to stay away from The Bar, but the way that Frank and Andy treated you and the crew like VIPs made a tough argument when the girls wanted a low cost (for them) night out. And since you were always out at The Bar, Frank and Andy very not so innocently scared off any man who tried to get close to you. It was too much.

First, you tried ignoring it, then you tried giving them the evil eye, then you were just a bitch. You had to hand it to them, they were consistent.  They continued treating you and your friends like royalty, and they continued to look out for you, no matter what you said, or did not say, to them. 

It felt a lot like love. 

One night near the end of September, you stayed until closing and decided to be honest with them.

“Okay, truce.”

Keep reading

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The Bar AU

Barkeep! Andy Barber x Reader x Frank (Endings, Beginnings)

Backstory (drabble)

I. The Bar Minimum

You’re one of Andy’s bartenders; your heart is on the top shelf. (Pt. 1)

II. Bar None

Andy lets you know exactly what’s up and who you belong to. All in the shower. (Pt.2)

The Past (drabble)

III. No Holds Barred

Your attitude gets you into a bit of a situation. (Pt 3)

Before You (drabble)

IV. Low Bar

What does Andy do when you go home for Thanksgiving? (Pt. 4)

Moments with Frank (drabble)

V. Set the Bar

What happens when Andy goes out of town leaving you and Frank alone together? (Pt. 5)

Compersion (drabble)

VI. Bar the Door

Everything comes to a head (or two). How do you take the news that you’ve been played? Is there going to be a happily ever after? (Pt. 6)

Better Left Alone (drabble)

VII. April Fools

Why did you ever step foot in The Bar again? (Pt 7)

VIII. Boys of Summer

What Happens when Andy and Frank come to your rescue? (Pt. 8)

IX. Raise the Bar

Things are moving along, and all three (well, Frank at least) get a taste of what’s to come

X. Open the Bar

Your relationship w/Andy & Frank comes out in the open.

XI. Crossing the Bar

You’re ready for your closeup with Andy and Frank.

Good Morning (drabble)

XII. Bar All Else

It’s Endgame for you and the boys.

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April Fools

Pairing: Barkeep! Andy Barber x Reader; Frank x Reader

Word count: 1K

Warnings: As ALWAYS, 18+; Minors DNI. Angst. Language. Drinking, taxes. Angst. That’s all.

A/N: this is a The Bar AU drabble. Comes after Bar the Door and before the ending. I’m so into this story, and I’m writing all the words. Here are some, but without smut. Hope you still like it.

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Don’t steal my shit.

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It was April 1st and you sure felt like a fool. You were walking back into The Bar, not knowing what to expect. Four months away from this place and you were nervous as hell.

This was just business, and nothing more, you told yourself. You’d moved back to Boston in March, having been transferred from the New York division of your office job.

You didn’t even question yourself when the company offered you a head editing position in the Boston branch. It was a big town. You didn’t need to even walk by The Bar.

You spent a couple of weeks working just blocks away from Andy and Frank and feeling this unexplainable pull. But they didn’t deserve your presence or anything from you. And you didn’t need them.

But when you tried to do your taxes you realized that you never left Andy a forwarding address for your W-2. You’d even blocked Andy from your email address so you had to go retrieve it in person. You could have kicked yourself.

You put it off as long as you could, but you finally bit the bullet and went by.

After work you walked over to the building, ready to turn around every few feet. You managed to make it to the door and pushed it open, the familiar bell making your heart race.

Frank was talking to a customer, smiling, and looked up when the door opened. The smile dropped and his face blanched. You stopped in your tracks until he smiled again, when you continued toward him.

Frank felt like jumping over the bar to come get you, but he kept his composure.

His eyes scanned up and down your body as you approached. You were a big girl now, dressed in a pencil skirt and work blouse, your new locs piled on top of your head. He wanted to whistle.

“Hello ma’am. How can I help you?”

You relaxed at the playful gleam in his eyes. Frank would never change.

“Hello Frank. How are you?”

You found yourself really wanting to know after vowing you didn’t care if you ever saw him again.

He looked into your eyes.

“You know. Just getting over a rough end to last year, but aren’t we all?”

You nodded, feeling sad and looking down at the granite bar top.

Frank reached out and touched your fingertips. You looked up, surprised at the spark and at his reserve.

“Hey, I’m ok. Not great, but ok. Now Andy-“

You heard someone clear their throat behind him. Frank stepped to the side and you saw Andy, flushed red and wide eyed. Your stomach dropped.

Andy felt like dragging you over the bar for a hug and then throttling you. He had been so worried. He wanted to cuss you out and tell you he loved you at the same time. But all he said was-

“Hey.”

“Hey. Andy.”

You waved with your other hand that wasn’t trapped now by Frank’s fingers. You looked at both of them. Your boys. But then you remember what they had done and you straightened your spine and put your hands in your lap.

“Want a drink?”

Frank distracted you from rehearsing your speech. Your eyes flicked over to him.

“Um, yeah. Dewars. Neat.”

Frank raised his eyebrow at you but went to fix your beverage. You and Andy just stared at each other while you waited.

Frank set the drink down and you sipped it, licking your lips afterwards. Both men averted their eyes and you cleared your throat. All three of you tried to ignore the want in the room.

“So. You’re back in Boston?”

Andy tried not to sound hopeful, but his intended monotone voice broke and anyone who was listening could just tell how he felt. Most of all you.

“Yeah, been back about three weeks. Working at Hatchette.”

Andy leaned back on the counter, crossed his arms and said, “Oh.”

You got angry. He had no right to be indignant after the shit he pulled.

“I need my W-2. Need to do my taxes.”

Andy shook his head and turned to go in the back.

“Of course. You blocked me on everything, even email… I’ll go get it for you.”

You felt like running after him and punching. him in the face.

“I’d go do it. He makes me wanna punch him all the time the last few months.”

Frank went to the bar door and held it open. You didn’t realize you’d said that aloud.

You stared at Frank, took a gulp of the rest of your drink and went behind the bar to the back room.

Andy was elbow deep in a filing cabinet, cussing under his breath.

“Fucking hell….”

“You got a problem with me? I just came in here for business. This isn’t personal.”

Andy looked up at you then back down at the papers, grabbed one out and flung it at you.

“Here’s what you need. Take it and leave. Like you do.”

Andy spat out the words and then tried to move around you.

“You asshole.”

Andy stopped.

“What did you say?”

He was on you like he wanted to fuck, or fight, or both. Then he backed up with his hands up.

“Look, I know that what Frank and I did was foul. But what you did was equally so. We trusted you.”

“SO THE FUCK DID I!” You yelled it and Frank called back, “You two okay?”

“YES!” You both yelled at the same time.

“I’m sorry! Every day and night for the last four months, I’m sorry. We didn’t go about it the right way but we loved you. Life is not the same-“

“You’re right. It’s not the same. I can’t just go back there. I had to start my heart over to survive. You two hurt me. So bad.” You sighed. “But I know I did too…”

“Coming back to an empty apartment was a gut punch.” Andy looked wrecked. “Me and Frank were making plans, we went to look at… “ Andy stopped. “Never mind. You’re right. We ruined it.”

“Yes. Yes you did. We all did.”

You looked into Andy’s eyes.

“I just want to say that we’re even. But that’s it. I hope we can be cordial if we see each other on the street.”

You extended your hand to Andy; he looked at it as if you were offering him a snake. You slowly lowered it.

Andy took a step toward you and gave you a hug. A perfectly appropriate hug.

He released you quickly and cleared his throat.

“We’re good.”

You nodded, dealing with your own lump in your throat.

You turned and walked out, Frank eying you two. He followed you out of the door into the sidewalk, shoving his hands in his pockets, and rocking back and forth on his heels.

“I just want to say that I’m sorry for what we did. We really do love you.”

You smiled at Frank for speaking in present tense.

“It’s all good. It’s squashed.”

You stepped toward him and gave him the same hug that Andy gave you, but Frank held on to you longer.

“See you around maybe?”

Frank sounded hopeful.

You walked away and looked back over your shoulder. Of course he was checking out your ass.

“Maybe.”

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Oooh some moments with reader and frank?

Oooh! I was just thinking of this. Here’s some that involve Andy too, because he’s always around. Thanks for the ask Nonnie! ❤️‍🔥

Pairing: Barkeep! Andy Barber x Reader x Frank

Warnings: 18+ Only! Minors DNI! Innuendo and Mentions of smut, slightly dark Frank, mentions of oral sex and DP.

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June

“Hey Baby Doll, hand me the grenadine.”

Frank flashed that smile and you were blinded. You’d worked at The Bar for three weeks and he’d never called you that out loud.

“Baby Doll?”

You smiled back up at him, almost like you were flirting back. Almost.

“Yeah. Your skin is so smooth and those big eyes. You look like you belong up on my shelf.”

You laughed and Andy cleared his throat, clearly not pleased with you two. He looked so fucking good when he was pissed.

Frank whispered in your ear.

“Looks like Boss is angry.”

You smiled again, shrugging it off and then went over and squeezed in front of Andy to get the grenadine, feeling his hot breath on your neck and his thick cock in the cleave of your ass.

“Be careful of what you’re doing, Darlin.’”

The threat and the promise in his voice made you forget all about Frank. You looked back at Andy and decided that tonight was the night.

September

“And when the Prince took off the young maiden’s shoes is when the real magic happened.”

You laughed down at Frank, who was kneeling on the floor, helping you take your new boots off.

His heart soared, because he’d finally gotten you to smile after being grumpy all night.

The boots were cute as fuck, but too small, and definitely not the move for working on your feet all night.

Frank massaged your feet, making your eyes roll back in your head and a groan to escape your lips. Frank shifted the foot he had in his hand a little so you wouldn’t feel his burgeoning boner.

“Mmmm Frank. That feels so good.”

He was looking at your neck as your head was thrown back and thinking how hot you’d look with his hand wrapped around it.

You opened your eyes and looked back down at him.

“You got them off so easily, too.”

Frank cleared his throat.

“Well it’s much easier to get something that’s… thick? Into a tight opening than to pull it out. Feel me?”

Frank was pumping your big toe, fisting it like it was his—

You licked your lips. “Y-Yes.”

“That’s right Baby Doll. You’d need some lube. Or just to shove it right in.”

You gulped and pulled your feet back, bending over to grab your shoes. You could tell that Frank was looking down your shirt and your eyes met his as he smirked. Your nipples were definitely hard. He was about to say something when Andy intoned your name.

Frank smiled ruefully.

“Daddy’s calling.”

That night, even after Andy had fucked you into a stupor, was the first time that you dreamed of Frank.

The Other Night

“You’re so pretty, Frank.”

You were leaning on the bar, Drunk as fuck after another night out with your girls. They bright you back to Andy’s place, well trained by now.

Frank and Andy were closing down, and you’d caught sight of Frank’s eyes.

“Am I now?”

Frank smiled at you and you flushed and put your chin on your fist.

“Your eyes are so dreamy.” You smiled at Frank. “ANDY! Aren’t Frank’s eyes dreamy???”

Frank turned to Andy who was busy trying to ignore you two.

“They are what dreams are made of,” replied Andy, who didn’t look up from what he was doing.

Frank scoffed and then turned back to you, leaning closer across the bar.

“Then stare into my eyes, Baby Doll. What do you see?”

You bit your lip, the alcohol making you loose.

“Speaking of dreamy. I’ve had dreams about you.”

“Oh really now?” He leaned even closer.

“Tell me.”

Andy was right there next to you now, counting out the till.

“Andy won’t mind, even if it’s dirty. S’ just a dream, right?” Frank spoke to Andy but kept his eyes on you

“Leave her alone.”

His voice was authoritative. It made you wet. Because you were definitely not wet when you were talking to Frank.

No.

You straightened up and both men should see that your nipples were erect through your metallic gold top.

They both licked those lips of theirs. You looked back and forth between both men, so much so that their faces blurred into one. You wavered a bit, vowing never to drink that much again.

“Ummmm. I have to pee. Be right back.”

“Need some help?” Frank said to your back as you quickly moved to the loo. He saw you shake your head and laugh.

“Cut it out,” Andy muttered at Frank as he continued to count the till.

“Both of you are killing me here.” Frank said in an exasperated voice. “Did you see how hard her nipples were?” Frank groaned moved close to Andy.

“D’ya think that I can take care of them while she’s riding you?”

Andy had to count the stack of twenties he had in his hand again.

“Think we could get her so worked up that she’d suck my cock after I feed it to you? Think you can share?”

Frank eyed Andy’s now glassy eyes.

“Think about how it’d feel when we’re both inside her…”

Andy opened his mouth a little at the prospect.

Frank continued.

“I know your, “she’s mine’ bit. You’re forgetting one thing Andy. You told me that you were mine.”

Andy looked into those eyes. The energy was palpable. Damn, Frank made him feel good when he took control. Made him feel safe. But Andy loved you. And Andy’s job was to make you feel safe.

“And fuck, Andy, I want her too. I want both of you.”

He picked an imaginary piece of lint off Andy’s sleeve.

“You know I usually get what I want. I think she’ll be open to it.”

They heard the toilet flush and Andy looked up at you as you came across the bar.

“You could have her cake and eat me too.”

Frank finally moved away and Andy could breathe. He was shook at the possibility.

They both watched you settle down on the stool again and Frank served you a glass of ice water, which you sipped through a straw. Frank coughed to cover up a moan at the sight of those lips.

Andy tried to will away the boner he’d gotten at the images Frank put in his mind. He didn’t want to lie, and he didn’t want to pretend anymore

“Did somebody say cake?”

You smiled at the two men, hungry as fuck.

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Always! 😅

Bar None

Pairing: Barkeep!Andy Barber x Bartender! Reader

Word count: 1.5K

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. SMUT! Read at your own risk. Angst, employer/employee relationship, hangover, shower sex, rough handling, mention of sex w/multiple partners at once, oral (m receiving), face fucking, raw sex (wrap it up), breeding kink, anal play, anal sex, fluff.

A/N: Good morning! 🌞 This is part two of Bar Minimum, requested by @ysmmsy Hope you enjoy, Love! Not Beta’d.

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Andy leaned against the wall and lazily watched you enjoy the hot stream of water. The waterfall cascading down your ass was getting him hard again despite the fact that you didn't say ‘I love you’ back.

Maybe he’d put it out there too soon. Maybe you didn’t feel that way at all. Well, you were still here showering without him, so at least this physical thing was strong.

You turned around and Andy dragged his eyes from the rivulets of water running down your shaved pussy, up your belly, to the water cascading down your breasts. Then he saw the look on your face, full of petulance. That raised his ire, and his cock.

That attitude needed to be tamed.

“Did you let that blonde bitch suck your dick, Andy?”

Andy smiled. You were jealous. Maybe you did care. Or maybe you just didn’t want anyone else to have him.

Or both.

“Trish?”

Andy stood up straight and stared down at you.

“Perhaps she offered…”

He took a step toward you.

“And perhaps I took her up on it.”

He watched your lip quiver as you looked him in the eye, head tilted upward to face him, ready to buck. His heart beat faster.

“Or perhaps, like I said this morning, I haven’t touched anyone else…”

“I bet you like her tits.”

You just couldn’t let it go.

Andy raised his eyebrow.

“They’re nice.”

You were swole, looking as if you wanted to fight.

“But yours are beautiful.”

Andy reached up and rubbed your wet nipples.

“And when you’re pregnant with my baby, they will be huge too.”

Andy’s hands and deep voice were doing things to you. But you couldn’t let that slide.

“Who says I want to have your baby?”

You huffed, lips pouty again and eyes hooded with desire.

“You did a little while ago when you begged me to cum inside you.”

He had you there. His hands were running up and down your wet body, long thick fingers reaching for your private spots, like he owned you.

You weren’t quite ready to concede that yet, however.

“What about you?”

Andy’s tone changed slightly as he remembered the stunt you pulled.

“Were you gonna go home with those three guys and take all of their dicks?”

He wondered if he couldn’t satisfy you.

“Were you going to take one in your mouth?” He grabbed your cheeks and pushed hard, making your lips push out.

“One in your cunt,” he slapped your pussy with his fingers, forcing your thighs apart with one hand.

“And one in your ass?”

You cringed when you realized what nearly happened last night.

“N-no Andy, I- “

He slid his wet hand around your ass, slapped it.

“Shut it,” he barked, then he started toying with your asshole. Your guttural moan told him that you liked what he was doing, and his heart raced.

He released your face, pushing it back a little, noticing the look in your eyes.

“Get on your fucking knees. Now.”

“But, the tile…”

Andy stared at you and raised his voice.

“Did I ask for you to speak? Get the fuck down there and suck my dick.”

Your wetness flooded your pussy as you scrambled to do what he said. It was like your body was on autopilot.

“Open that mouth. Wide, Like I like it.”

Andy’s eyes glinted down at you as you opened your mouth, stuck your tongue out, and looked up at him.

“So fucking hot.”

Andy slid his cock past your tongue and down your throat as you chugged it, closing your mouth to suck him from root to tip. He grabbed your hair and fucked your face again, loving when he did that.

He pulled you off and you reached up to stroke him off, sucking his balls in the process. Andy slumped against the wall as he succumbed to your pleasures.

He looked down at you, mouth open and panting, face so expressive of everything you were doing to him.

After a moment, Andy made you stop and pulled you up by your arm roughly. He grabbed you like he wanted to shake sense into you.

“The only dick going in those places is mine, got it?”

Andy was really worked up. You nodded at him, not prepared to say what you knew he wanted to hear yet.

He lifted you up and onto his cock, leaning you against the wall and making you go dumb.

“I said, do you understand?”

How in the world could he ask a question when you were sitting on a literal Barber pole? You were practically drooling, but him beginning to drill you woke you up. You just nodded again.

Andy was huffing up into your face as he looked up at you, watching you and your bliss as your pussy fluttered around him and gripped his dick.

His hands, grasping your thighs as you rode his cock, slipped up to your ass, and squeezed your cheeks. Andy’s fingers brushed that empty hole again and you clutched his shoulders tighter and moaned.

“Ohhhhhh! Andy!”

You arched your back and your nipples almost poked a hole in his chest, they were so hard.

Andy brushed your asshole again. And again you moaned. His eyes connected with yours as he slid in and out of your slick.

“You like that?”

Andy moved his fingers more purposely as he spoke to you through gritted teeth. Your head hit the tile wall as he rubbed your tight hole and rocked inside you.

He pushed two of his wet fingers inside your tight channel and started pumping, stretching you out and going deep.

“HNnnhhhh!!”

You braced your hand against the shower door to get purchase in the temporal world. You were blissed out. The feeling was full and amazing. You panted against his shoulder and bit it as he started going harder.

“Feels so gooooddd!”

“This isn’t half of it yet.” Andy’s breath was hot in your ear. “You’re gonna get this dick in your ass. Gonna fucking fill you up.”

You whimpered and your eyes teared up at the raw emotion he was acting out.

“Yes, yes. Please Andyyyy! I’m yours. You know I love you too. You gotta know.”

You cried for him and you came all over him, riding both his cock and his fingers.

Andy pulsed and wanted to release into your cunt, but knew that he wanted the ultimate prize, so he held back and fucked you through your orgasm, watching you.

Andy had to close his eyes to keep from cuming because hearing you say that you loved him made him on the verge of losing control.

He held you fast under the warm stream until your pulses slowed down, and then let you slide down the wall. He looked down at you and kissed you lovingly. Then he leaned over and growl/whispered in your ear.

“Nipples on the fucking wall.”

A fear/lust sensation bloomed in your stomach and you didn’t hesitate to obey. You turned and pressed your cheek against the cold tile wall, arching your back as you felt Andy spread his palm against your spine.

You felt cold liquid soap squirted between your cheeks and Andy’s slippery fingers breach your ass again and scissor within you, getting you ready.

“Oh, Andy…” You whimpered and bit your lip.

He leaned forward. “You good?” He whispered as he opened you up.

“Fuck yes.”

You smiled and Andy low key growled as he placed his hands on your waist to steady you, kicked your feet apart with his foot and leaned his chest against your back to again. He maneuvered and dipped his hips to position the head of his cock at your tight hole.

“All of you. Is. Mine.”

With each word he eased into you, causing you to keen with each thrust.

“Ahhhhh! Yes!”

You felt him pulse and heard him moan each time you cried. Both of you were spurred on by the other’s pornographic sounds.

What started off slow and easy became a frantic pace and action of Andy biting your shoulder, you reaching back to pull his hair and both of you working to wreak your hole.

When Andy reached around and thrummed your clit was when you lost your vision and started shaking violently at your orgasm, squeezing and milking his cock for dear life.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

Andy jerked inside you, warm cum spurting out and down your legs, traveling with the water down the drain.

You both stayed pressed against the wall, holding each other’s hands and panting. When he came to his senses, Andy kissed your cheek and carefully pulled out, washing you clean with his hands.

You did the same, languidly soaping Andy’s hard body. You two shared little kisses and smiles, and your eyes drooped again, this time from exhaustion.

Andy wrapped you in a thick fluffy towel and tucked you back into his bed with a forehead kiss. You smiled up at him and closed your eyes. You could get used to this.

You were already floating on a cloud of sleep when you heard Andy get dressed and pad to the kitchen.

“I’m going to make us some food. Your ass better be in that bed when I get back.”

You scoffed and turned over to get more comfortable.

You were all in now.

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Before You

Pairing: Barkeep! Andy Barber x Frank; Barkeep! Andy Barber x Bartender Reader

Word Count: 600 ish

Warnings: 18+SMUT. Minors DNI. Drinking, Male same sex innuendo and sex act. Angst, pining, scheming, falling in love fluff.

For these two asks from @theselilwonders and a lovely Nonnie. 😁 Hope you enjoy!

Frank made Andy feel free. He laughed and smiled with him, and it wasn’t even that hard to find a genuine friendship with him.

So during that first week, and Andy and Frank were going over the price list late one Sunday night, Andy invited Frank up to his apartment for a drink.

He didn’t want to be alone with his grief that night. Frank would prevent Andy from drinking the bottle alone.

After half of the fifth of Gentleman Jack, they were on his couch, fully relaxed and a lot buzzed.

Frank started talking about the woman he bedded the night before.

“You should have been there Andy. She took my dick like a pro.”

“Ha! I shoulda been there!?” Andy side eyed Fank.”You like to be watched?”

Franks eyes hypnotized Andy’s.

“Yeah. And I like to share. Swing. With all sexes. I’m down.. I’m not a very fixed mindset type of guy.”

Frank was drinking too, just not as much as Andy. He took a sip, then asked, “What’s your type, Andy?”

Andy was so loose that he didn’t even hesitate.

“I like dark hair and nice eyes. And the smile has got to be killer.”

Frank smiled and said, “Sounds a lot like me.”

Andy scoffed and took another drink, turning his eyes away from Frank.

“Sorry, I-“

“No need to apologize. You’re very attractive.”

Frank was astounded.

“Really?”

“Really. Look. I’m done with being in a box. I just want to be. I want to go with what I’m feeling at the moment. I don’t wanna define it any more. Break me free from the mutha fucking boxes, man!”

Andy poured himself another drink. He was warm and wasted and willing.

Frank moved a little closer to Andy on the couch and pulled his hand over to his hard on. Andy felt how needy Frank was through his pants; he saw it in his eyes.

“Well, what are you feeling at this moment, Andy?”

Andy gulped his drink and grabbed Frank's cock.

“Tonight, I feel like I wanna feel more of you. In the morning I might change my mind.”

Frank leaned over and kissed Andy, tongues sharing their impressions of Gentleman Jack.

Frank pulled back and unzipped his pants.

“Then get on your fucking knees and suck me off. Tonight you’re mine.”

Andy moved quickly to obey. All noises were off in his brain except for the sound of Frank whimpering as he pleased him.

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Andy was right, when morning came and he was sober, the shelter of a box was preferable to opening himself up to Frank romantically.

So he stayed away. And Frank pined for Andy for months, flirting whenever he got the chance. Although they both saw other people, Frank still had a thing for Andy.

Andy stayed away from drinking after that, if only to hold on to his inhibitions. But when you walked in the bar, some reserve in him snapped.

Andy’s heart raced whenever you were around and he was drawn to you like a magnet. You were beautiful, innocent, and fresh. Just what he needed.

Frank fell for you too and when he saw the inevitable happening, he couldn’t look away. Watching you two was like watching a movie.

Frank saw you and Andy in a corner almost a month after you started working there. The filth that he overheard Andy say had Frank rock hard. It was obvious you two had finally cut the tension and done the deed.

Frank wasn’t jealous; he was pleased at the pairing. This could be what he’d been looking for: the best of both worlds. You three together would be perfect, he just needed both of you to see it.

There had to be a way.

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Have Andy and reader had any convos about his life before The Bar?

I hope my questions aren’t annoying lol

Not annoying at ALL, Love! ❤️ I LOVE your questions!

Paring: Barkeep! Andy Barber x Bartender Reader

Warnings: 18+, Minors DNI. Angst, bad memories.

This happens just after the events of The Bar Minimum and Bar None.

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After breakfast, you and Andy cleared the dishes and then went for a walk on the waterfront.

You started to talk about your family, your upbringing, what you did before and then fell silent, waiting for him to fill in the empty space.

He was quiet, continuing to walk as you didn’t say another word. He had to give you something.

Finally, he looked over at you. “You’re eyes are gorgeous in the sunlight.”

You just smiled back at him, refusing to give another inch.

He sighed, looking out over the marina.

“It’s hard to talk about. My childhood was, rough, to say the least. My father is not a good man. At all.”

You’d stopped and were staring up at him, wanting to take him in your arms. He looked so much like a little boy.

“Maybe that’s why I tried to be good. A good student, a good lawyer. A good husband and father. I pushed down all the feelings that I thought were bad. And all that still didn’t prevent the bad.”

It was then that you did hug him, arms slipping inside his jacket, burying your head under his chin. He held you tight.

You felt his voice rumble through his chest.

“I’ve lost everything, including who I thought I was. I’m not doing that again. I want to be true to myself. And that has brought me you.”

He leaned back to look at you. You pecked him on the lips.

“But I don’t think I can do the traditional marriage and kids thing. Not saying that I don’t want that, just not in the same way. You understand?”

You nodded, wondering why you felt some kinda way. Andy saw your look.

“I’m not rejecting you. I just don’t want you to feel tied down and obligated. I want you to be free to experience every little thing you want to. I want you to love me because you want to. Not because of obligation.”

He was trying to explain the I explainable.

“I think I get it.”

Andy sighed, tucking you under his arm and walking again. He knew you didn’t quite understand. But that could come later.

This time, you walked in a comfortable silence, thinking of the future.

And the past.

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do you intend on reader getting back the frank and andy ? or not ? last chapter killed me !

I don’t know if reader is ready to ever talk to them again right away. But you know what they say about time. And a woman scorned. But then you know what they say about love. 🙃

Next part is coming within the week and we will see what reader says. 😁

Thanks for the ask! ❤️

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Not Meech!!! Thanks for reading!

No Holds Barred

Pairing: Barkeep!Andy Barber x Bartender! Reader

Part 3 of The Bar AU. Read The Bar Minimum and Bar None.

Word count: 3K

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. SMUT! Not Beta’d. Read at your own risk. Angst, employer/employee relationship, jealousy, fingering, edging, teasing, ass slapping, spit play, eating the groceries, oral (f receiving), raw sex on the bar (wrap it up), breeding kink, semi-public sex, voyeurism.

A/N: Blame @ysmmsy​ and @maroonsunrise83​ for this. It’s terrible (in a good way I think. Tell me if you like it.)

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You were leaning against the bar, cleaning a glass and giving that stank bitch the evil eye.

When you and Andy became official, you had him tell you what his date was like with her.

Keep reading

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Okay! I waited for the next part for my questions!

How did Andy and frank come up with the plan? And how exactly did they see that going???

Love your questions anytime! ❤️

Lmaooo! I love that last sentence. You’re like, 🤨.

Well, remember the drunken confession in Moments with Frank?

Well, the next morning when you were sleeping it off, Frank sent Andy a good morning text. Even though he knew what it contained and you were biting right beside him, he opened it, unable to help himself.

It was a video of Frank. He had Andy hooked and they texted about the plan. The way it went down changed over time. They talked and plotted for about a week after which they finally settled that Andy would leave town because of your attachment to him. They both knew you were attracted to Frank; you just needed a little push.

What was not in the plan was that Andy come home so soon, but what he saw on FaceTime made him impulsive for a couple of reasons. One: he knew you would feel bad, and Two: he wanted that ass. And although Andy is a smart man, he wasn’t thinking with his big boy brain.

Frank was not too surprised when Andy showed up, but it didn’t give him a chance to ease you into the truth like they’d planned. That was supposed to happening a d then they were going to give you space to come to the conclusion they wanted you to. And Frank being Frank, he just went with the flow.