#andy barber blurb

[babyjakes]

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event | kinkmas 2023

prompt | sex shop

pairing | sex shop owner!andy barber x innocent!reader

warnings | age gap (reader sees andy as a total dilf.) reader is very innocent and also so scared to be there (understandably.) soft!andy, comforting vibes, he talks her through everything. humiliation kink is strong in this one. no real smut, just suggestive themes (sex shop, toys, talks of solo and guided masturbation.)

word count | 987

an | this little story is dedicated to andy's #1 girl, @worksby-d 🥺 dest i super hope you enjoy our favorite dilf here!! i tried to make him the big warm teddy bear we know and love, with a little hint of naughtiness shining through at the end hehe <3 happy holidays to you friend!!

imagine going to a sex shop for the very first time, aalllll by yourself, and meeting a very handsome dilf who helps you pick out your very first big girl toy 😏

parking as far away as possible (it’s at the end of a little strip mall in a tiny little town you’ve never been to before, you wanted to make sure you wouldn’t bump into anyone you knew!) spending like 10 minutes just sitting in your car hyping yourself up, you’re so nervous but you’ve wanted to do this for so long 🥺

eventually you build up your courage and make your way up the parking lot, to the front door of the place. a little silvery bell rings as you enter. you’re surprised at how clean and neat the place is. you weren’t sure what to expect, but this is better than you had been hoping. it’s not too big, a single large room with a counter in the middle. at first glance, you're alone, no other customers or employees in sight

the store has different sections with hanging signs directing you where to go. you can feel heat rising in your cheeks as you pass the racks of lingerie and intimates. just as you make it over to the toys for her section, you hear something from across the little shop. looking over, you see someone has entered through a doorway in the back. a man, but you don’t get too long of a look. your eyes quickly drop to the ground as you feel your embarrassment worsening

please don’t come over here. please don’t come over here. please don’t-

your silent prayers are ignored as footsteps approach. you take a step back from the wall of products, forcing yourself to look up at the stranger. your jaw almost drops at the sight of him, oh god, you’re thinking to yourself, why is he hot 😭

there andy stands in all of his glory, the epitome of dilfy deliciousness with his worn navy t-shirt and scruffy beard. scratching his head a bit awkwardly, he greets you, “hey, sorry. didn’t meant to startle you. can i help you find anything?”

your heart’s pounding in your throat as you look around stupidly before your eyes return to the absolute unit of a man before you. you blink like a deer in the headlights. oh my god. he works here, you’re a little slow to put things together

andy sees your surprise, letting out a gentle chuckle. “i’m the owner,” he explains. “you okay, honey? you look like you’ve seen a ghost”

a part of you knows this is an extremely sketchy situation. you’re alone in a sex shop with a dude probably twice your age (who apparently owns the place), out in a town you can’t remember the name of, with nothing to defend yourself except your two bare hands (which are now shaking)

but there’s something about the man before you that you just find so… warm? disarming? (…attractive? 😳) the gentle smile on his face, the way he softens his voice when he senses your nervousness...

you’re a little ball of conflicting feelings, half nerves and half head-over-heels for this unknown man. again, you blink, unable to find your voice to respond

“you’re alright, just take it easy,” he tries to help you relax. “this your first time in a place like this?” all you can manage is a nod. he gives you an understanding smile, “that’s perfectly fine. i’m here to help. can you tell me what you’re looking for, sweetheart?”

your eyes glance quickly back at the wall of toys in front of you before returning to him. he must see the increasing humiliation on your face. “u-um…” you’re finally able to stutter, “i-i don’t… i’m not… i guess i'm…”

he’s so patient and attentive it’s only making the butterflies in your tummy worse 😭 “not sure where to start?” he finishes for you. when you nod, he hums thoughtfully, “that’s okay, honey. do you have anything already that you like? is this for you to use on your own?"

you grit your teeth, nodding through the waves of embarrassment. “d-don’t have anything, sir. looking for something to start out with”

“i see,” he nods, looking over the selection on the wall before the two of you. “a bullet is a great beginner toy. simple, quiet, different levels of intensity to fit your needs. do you like clitoral stimulation?”

you have to fight yourself to keep from rubbing your thighs together right then and there 😩 something about the way he’s talking you through everything is sooo 🥲🥲 a feeling of dread hits as you realize you’re already getting wet

you force out a nod. he looks at a few options before picking out a small, discreet box. offering it to you, he explains, “this one’s my favorite. it’s nice and smooth, hard to hurt yourself with. rechargeable, medical-grade silicon. six levels of intensity. and the pink matches your nails,” he says sweetly, nodding at the shiny polish on the tips of your fingers

you clumsily accept the box, looking it over briefly. “there are instructions on the inside. the internet can be helpful too,” he suggests. the burning in your tummy worsens as he sees right through you, sniffing your complete innocence and inexperience with ease

“o-okay. this looks good. thank you,” you agree

“of course,” he nods with a sheepish smile. “once you get comfortable with that, we can work you up to something more sophisticated” you never implied that you’d be returning to him, but now that he’s said it, you know you couldn’t refuse. “and if you have any trouble, you can always come see me. i got a room in the back, we can take some time and find what works for you”

i might have to write that follow-up visit someday this is making me 🫠🫠

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[cevansbaby-dove]

Let's get lost 18+

Pairing: Andy barber x Reader.

Warnings: oral (M receiving) fingering, pet names daddy, babygirl.

Thank you so much @buckys-wintersoldier for writing the smut i'll come back to you for sure! It's amazing!

And thank you to @katherineswritingsblog for this idea ;) Bottom line is your Jacob's Girlfriend but damn His daddy Andy just has to be with you taking you to the airport. Will things get out hand or will you two fall more In love then you are in love with his son?

You were staying over at The Barbers for the night when you woke up and You put on a shirt and one of your jeans that has holes in it. You walked down the stairs and into the kitchen and you see jacob's dad sipping coffee reading over some papers.

"Morning Mister Barber" You said with a smile. Andy looks at you and says. "Y/n come on your dating my son please call me Andy" You grab a cup and nod. "Sorry Mister- I mean..Andy"

Andy says. "coffee?" You nod. "yes please Andy thank you" He pours the coffee and says. "Cream? Sugar?"

"Cream sounds great!" He grabs the cream and his wife walks into the kitchen. "Good Morning Y/N" Andy watches you and you send her a smile then look at him and smile. "thanks'

You say. "So I wanted to ask if Andy can take me to the airport Laurie.

"Sure I don't mind" You heard Andy say. His wife folds her arms. "uh..when do you leave?"

You looked at Laurie. "around noon" She nods and Andy says. "I should be good I have a case at two but I can take you to the airport."

You nod. "Thank you for the coffee Andy. I should go pack" Your eyes meets Laurie's and she presses her lips together and she nods.

You walk away and you hear Laurie say. "Are you fucking kidding me?? She can call you Andy now? My god!"

You walk into the guestroom and pack and feel a pair of hands around your waist. "hmm morning Jake" He kisses your neck. "Good morning"

You smiled but your mind went right to his father...Andy God he was amazing..in so many ways.

"Jake uh I have to get packed maybe another time?" he says in your ear. "okay baby I love you' You smiled. "I love you too" he kisses your cheek and says sitting on the bed in front of you. "Did you have anything to eat yet?"

you shake your head. "Just coffee, An-your dad was nice to give me a fresh cup" he nods. "So when will you be back?" You sigh. "Maybe a few weeks, I'm sorry Jake but this case is important"

He nods once more. "You sound like my dad" he laughed. You smile. "Shit I do!" You laughed and sit by him and wrap your arms around him. "i'll miss you" You learn your head on him and he says. 'I'll miss you too"

**** time skip: two hours.

"y/n i'm out in the car whenever your ready" You heard Andy say. You grab your bag. "Coming sorry"

You rushed down the stairs and Andy is by the door and he chuckles. "Whoa hey calm down I didn't mean to make you get into a hurry"

You hugged Jake then give him a kiss and say. "See you soon" he smiles.

Andy smiles as you walk past him and walk to his car. He opens the door for you and you smile and get in. "thank you"

he smiles and says. "you're welcome" he shuts the door and then gets into the driver's side and backs out from his driveway.

Andy is quiet for a bit then you say. "you okay Andy?" he glances at you. "yes sorry" You smile. "You know I don't bite....hard at least"

Andy coughs. "the fuck?" You giggle placing your hand on his arm. "You heard me" Andy's arm tenses feeling your hand on it.

You pull your hand away and Andy turns his car sharply to the right and then pulls into a dirt road.

He then parks his car and looks at you. "Fucking tease aren't you?"

You blink at the sudden switch of his tone, he was nice but now it's dark and filled with lust. "Andy i'll be-" he lean over kissing your lips softly.

Your body tenses when his tongue slides across his lips, leaving them shinning wet with his saliva.

Your hands, which are now placed on your thighs, are gripping them slightly, and your nails are digging into the fabric of your pants.

His eyes fix every one of your movements, smirking softly when he sees the reaction he has on your body.

“Make me go crazy, babygirl. Your little teasing game, do you think it’s fun to play with daddy, don't you? And now pressing your thighs together, so desperate, aren’t you?”

His words make you gasp, and your eyes widen. A tingle appears in your stomach and makes its way down until it reaches your core, causing you to whimper.

“I-I. Andy, I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to,” you whimper. “You did; you want all of daddy’s attention, don’t you?”

He teases, his hand finding its way on your thigh. When his hand touches your leg, your breath hitches, and you gasp.

Your eyes immediately fix on his hand, which makes it way higher and closer to your already throbbing pussy.

Andy moves his hand slowly, making sure you feel comfortable so he doesn’t overstep your boundaries.

His eyes meet yours, looking for everything that could make him stop moving his hand closer to your core, but there is nothing but pure lust and desperation. “Please, daddy,” you mumble, closing your eyes when he presses one finger on your covered pussy.

“There she is, my good girl. But you need to earn it, babygirl,” he tells you, smirking when you look like a lost puppy at him.

“Looking so innocent, but we both know you’re not as innocent as you try to act like. Come on, suck daddy’s cock, and make him feel good. Can you do it?”

You nod, eyes locked with his blue eyes that always got lost in, while he unbuckles his belt.

You don’t dare look at his cock when he shoves his pants and boxers down.

His ocean-blue eyes are pulling you deep into them, letting you forget all around you.

Your boyfriend's dad is sitting next to you in the car, his hand stroking his dick while he waits for you to take it and make him feel good. He has imagined it so often.

Jerking himself off while he thought about your tight pussy, how warm it would feel, and the way you would moan softly, lips parted and eyes almost closed while he would fuck you through one after another orgasm.

“You can look at it; take what’s yours.” Your eyes slowly move from his eyes to his lips before you let them slide down his body until you reach his dick.

Your jaw drops open when you see his huge length, delicious but huge.

His cock is hard, the tip leaking with pre-cum while he stokes it slowly with his big hand. When you get to see the vein on the underside of his member, you whimper once again, making him chuckle.

“Wrap your hand around it, babygirl and then use your mouth as well; can you do it?” “Y-yes.”

He narrows his eyebrows; his intense stare makes your pussy throb even more, and you reach to wrap your hand around his member, but he pushes you back with his other hand, gripping your chin harshly. “Can you do it, babygirl?”

He asks, his tone rough, and you shiver. “Y-Yes, d-daddy. I can m-make you feel good,” you say quietly.

Andy smirks, letting go of your chin and of his length. With shaking hands, you lean over and grip his cock.

Your mouth waters when you feel the softness, even though his dick is rock-hard right now.

Your thumb brushes over his tip, making him gasp, and Andy throws his head back while he watches your hand move up and down his length.

Then you lean closer, licking across his tip and tasting him, his salty pre-cum slowly flowing down your throat, and you moan softly.

Andy’s hand grabs a fist full of your hair, pushing you further down so you have to take his cock into your mouth.

And you do. You open your mouth, sticking out your tongue and letting his cock slide into your mouth.

Your tongue is stroking the underside of his member, feeling the vein poking out softly, and a pornographic moan leaves his lips when his dick slides down your throat.

You gag, trying to push yourself off his cock, but his grip on your hair is too strong.

It makes him feral to feel your nails digging into his pants while you swallow his cock and gag around it.

His length is just too big for you, but he knows you’re a good girl for him; you’re taking him so well.

“Breathe through your nose, babygirl. You’re doing so well for me, taking my dick like a good girl,” he says.

You do as you’re told; you breathe through your nose, and the feeling of throwing up fades away.

You listen to his heavy breaths and his groans when you slide your tongue along his cock and bob your head, his tip gliding down your throat before you circle it with your tongue.

Andy’s cock twitches in your mouth, and before you can continue to circle the tip with your tongue, he pulls you off his cock, presses his lips hungrily on yours, and kisses you passionately, his hand gripping your neck softly. “Don’t make me come just yet,”

he groans against your lips before he pushes you back into the passenger seat. “Take off your pants.”

Your eyes widen, and you look at him slightly confused. Andy chuckles, but the way his eyebrows narrow and his eyes darken even more makes you shiver and tells you that he isn’t as patient with you taking off your pants as his smile says.

“I’m not asking again, babygirl. Take your pants off.” With shaking hands, you open your pants, slide them down your legs, and take them off completely.

Your panties are soaked, and Andy doesn’t waste time placing his fingers on top of your panties, feeling the arousal through the fabric. “All wet, huh? Just for me, are you so wet for me?”

“Y-yes, daddy.” Andy guides two of his fingers over your covered folds.

Before you can take another breath, his fingers are already underneath the fabric, massaging your folds and clit with such talent. Soft moans leave your lips; you grip the seat and thrust your hips forward.

Andy takes his time, circling your clit before he slides his fingers to your entrance, groaning when he gets greeted by more arousal, which is dripping out of you. “P-Please, A-“

He interrupts you when he pushes a finger without warning inside of you. He didn’t bother that you’re not adjusted to the one while he pushes another inside of you.

You moan loudly, tears building up in your eyes when the pain burns in your pussy. “Aww, I’m sorry, babygirl. It’s ok; daddy’s got you. You know why I did that?”

You shake your head, feeling so fucked off already that you’re not even trying to think about a reason why he pushed immediately two fingers into your tight entrance.

Also, the pain turns slowly into pleasure, wanting him to move his digits inside of you. “Don’t call me Andy,” he tells you, leaning close to kiss the tear in your cheek away. “I-I’m sorry, but please move!” You gasp, trying to thrust your hips against his hand.

Andy slowly pulls his thick fingers out of you before he pushes them just as slowly into you.

He curls his fingers, hitting your sweet spot, while you turn into a whimpering and moaning mess.

He could do that the whole time, looking at you while your eyes are almost closed, sweat covering your forehead softly, and the way your pretty, plumb lips are slightly parted.

The sweet sounds that leave your lips while you can’t get enough of his fingers in your cunt.

His thumb circles your clit, making you gasp once again and bringing you closer to the edge.

Your hips buck forward, his fingers sliding completely inside of you, and he stops his movements inside of you for a moment, just circling your clit. “Squeezing my fingers like a good girl. You’re my good girl, aren’t you?”

You moan saying. “I’m your good girl. Please, s-so close,” you whimper, turning your head to look at him. Andy is smiling, drunken with lust, while his fingers stroke your tight walls.

You’re clenching around him, sucking him deeper inside of you, and his thoughts are running wild.

How perfect would you feel around him, squeezing his cock like you do with his fingers? Just a moment before you come all over his fingers, he removes them, leaving you whimpering and pouting in your seat while he watches his glistening fingers in awe.

It shouldn’t be allowed to look that hot, especially when he takes your fingers into his mouth, his lips closing around them while he cleans them, sucking at them and groaning at the taste of you.

“Too bad it’s a shitty place to get a taste of you, but at some point I really need to have a taste of you, babygirl.”

You whimper softly and move your hand between your legs, dipping your fingers between your wet folds to get at least a bit of relief.

“You’re not allowed to touch you, or did I allow you to do so?” He asks, demanding.

You shake your head and look at him, asking for more with the way you look at him. Andy pats his thighs, waiting for you to crawl over them and sit on them.

His cock is still rock-hard, leaking with pre-cum. He grabs his cock, giving himself a few stokes, before he brings his other hand to your ass and grabs it tightly.

Andy pushes you up until you’re just inches away from his cock, and he could easily slip inside of you. “Move your panties to the side, please,” he says, staring at your pussy.

You do as you’re told, and Andy doesn’t waste time lowering you on his dick, his tip pressing against your entrance before he pushes inside of you.

You grab his shoulders, grounding yourself while his huge length stretches you.

Andy thrusts his hips upward, pushing his cock balls deep into you, before he lowers both of you and gives you a moment to adjust to his length.

His hands capture your cheeks, and he makes you look at him, then he leans closer and kisses you.

His tongue is gliding over your lips before you part them softly. Andy helps you to move slowly on his cock, making sure you’re comfortable.

His warm breath hits your soft skin, and his groans get louder when you clench around him.

“Feeling so good around my cock, babygirl.” He kisses along your jawline to your neck, biting softly into your skin.

You bounce on him, letting his cock stroke your walls, coating them in your arousal. “Look at it; look how perfect you are,” he mumbles, making you look down at his dick.

An erotic moan slips through your lips. You move at a slow pace in his cock until Andy can’t hold back anymore and thrusts up, deeper into your pussy. “Andy, please-“

His hands grip your hips tight, pushing you down his length and stopping both of your movements. You whine frustratedly, trying to move and get more friction where you need it the most right now. “Daddy, please.”

“Good girl, what do you want, huh?”

“Please let me cum.”

Andy chuckles, lifting your hips and letting you bounce on his cock. His lips find their way back to your neck, and one of his hands slides to your front. His fingers are circling your clit and you throw your head back. “D-Daddy, please. S-so close.”

“I know, babygirl, me too.” A few more thrusts, and you’re about to come. Andy feels it, the clenching of your pussy around his dick and the way your fingers dig into his shoulders.

His fingers are doing their job perfectly on your clit too, while the band in your tummy snaps and the pleasure of your orgasm rushes through your body.

You moan loudly, throwing your head against his shoulder. Your walls are squeezing his cock just right, and it needs just a few more thrusts until he comes into you.

Your pussy is painted with his white seeds, while he fucks both of you through your orgasm.

Andy's cock is covered in your and his cum, smearing it all over your pussy and his balls.

He groans softly in your ear before he kisses his way along your jawline to your lips. “Doing so well for me squeezed me so good. Now you’re filled with my cum, babygirl,” he tells you, smiling while his hands stroke your back up and down, holding you close while he still holds his cum in your pussy.

You smile softly. "Thank you daddy..But we should really get back to getting to the airport."

Andy Kisses you once more making you melt into his arms. he pulls away saying. "you will need your jeans back on"

You smile and get back into your seat and grab your jeans and put them on as Andy pulls his pants back on then he looks at you with a smile. "not a word to my son or wife got it?"

You nod fixing your hair. "yes Andy" he drives back to the main road taking your hand. "Will we see each other again soon?"

You look at him. "Well I have to come back for Jake so..what do you think?"

He smiles. "I can think of that as a yes" Damn he knew this was wrong but you made it feel good.

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[eloquentreverie]

𝐖𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: none. just fluff.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1k

a/n: I've been in need of a lot of comfort lately so here's a little thing I wrote.

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: andy barber x girlfriend! reader.

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐈𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐱 (𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧)

The lock, followed by the front door, is what ultimately wakes you up. Your favorite crocheted blanket and a bag of chips lay next to you. Groaning, you rub the sleep from your eyes and the light from the TV illuminates some of your features.

When Andy finally steps in, noticing that you’re still up, he gives you a disapproving frown. He’d told you specifically to not wait up for him. He knew you needed your rest, and he was having to work overtime on a very important case. But, you couldn’t help it.

You wanted to wait up for him and welcome him home with a warm kiss when he came in. It had been so long since you’d actually gotten to spend any time with him outside of bed that you craved his presence and just his company at this point.

He rests his hands on his hips after he sets down the briefcase and walks over to you. “Honey. You were supposed to be asleep hours ago.”

His face shows disappointment, but then he runs his fingers through his hair before letting out a frustrated sigh.

“I’m sorry, okay? I just couldn’t.” Your lower lip juts out in a pout and you gaze up at him sadly. “I missed you and, well, I didn’t want to sleep alone.”

A weak smile curves over Andy’s face. He then reaches down and lifts you off of the couch into his arms so that he can give you a kiss, which is tender.

“Sweet girl,” He chides when he parts your lips and traces his tongue around yours. You moan softly and curl your fingers in his hair as you cling to him. His grip tightens on you as the kiss becomes more passionate and fervent. You’re both breathing heavily when he pulls away with another soft moan and carries you back towards your shared bedroom.

Andy softly lays you on the bed as you watch him slowly undress and get ready for bed. Your heart flutters every time you see his hard, muscled body. He catches you staring when he looks over his shoulder, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “See something you like?”

“Yeah... my boyfriend.” You smile dreamily and your heart swells, skipping a beat. He crawls onto the bed and rolls you underneath him. His eyes are a brilliant blue as he gazes down at you with an adoring expression. “I missed you. A lot.” You softly whisper.

You both let the words sink in, his eyes closing for a moment as if he’s savoring how you sound when you say them. Andy leans down and gives you another tender kiss before brushing his thumb across your cheek. “I missed you too.”

He lays back before pulling you into his embrace. You tuck your head against his chest and drape your arm over him with a content sigh. This was just what you needed: to hear those simple three words from him.

You begin tracing patterns lazily over the skin of his firm stomach, and you feel him shudder slightly under your light touches. “Mm, baby girl. Don’t start anything you’re not prepared for,” He whispers huskily. You bite your lower lip with a coy smile and look up at him. “How was work?”

He shrugs, trying to downplay how stressful it probably was. “It’s just been a hard day.” Andy doesn’t really say much else on the case, especially to you. However, you’re also pretty sure he might be keeping a few things secret due to the sensitive nature of his career and the cases he works.

“It’s better now, though, that I’m with you.” He squeezes you affectionately and presses a kiss to your forehead.

“You know you can talk to me about anything, right?” you ask, your eyes filled with concern. Andy nods.

“Of course, I know that.” His answer sounds almost as if he’s saying it automatically without even thinking, but when he catches the way that you’re looking at him, he continues. “It’s not that I don’t want to tell you these things, or make you feel left out. I just don’t want you to worry.”

You let out a little sigh because you understand what he means, and nod. “Okay. Thank you for being honest, anyway,” you mutter softly.

He reaches down to tangle his fingers in your hair and kisses your lips gently. “I promise, honey, when there is something I can tell you, I’ll let you know. Just, try to trust me for right now, please?”

You gaze up at him silently for a moment before answering. You hate feeling as if he’s shutting you out, or keeping something so secretive from you; but if he said it was for your own protection, then you would have to take him at his word and leave it at that. You nod and he smiles softly before nuzzling his nose to yours. “Thank you for being so understanding, beautiful.”

Your cheeks heat up when he calls you that. It still makes your heart flutter whenever he gives you a pet name like that. But you’ve gotten better at hiding your reaction, thankfully. “You’re welcome,” you whisper before turning your attention back to where your fingers are resting on his abs and playing with one of the grooves between each hard ridge.

Andy chuckles softly and gives your forehead another kiss. “How did I get so lucky?” he murmurs, watching your movements. It takes you a moment before you realize what he just said. The only thing that you can come up with is to look up at him again and quip: “Bad luck, obviously.”

“Huh. No kidding?” he replies with a chuckle and pulls you up further against his side to hold you closer. “I think you mean good luck,” he corrects you in a sultry tone before leaning in to press his lips to yours.

When he pulls away, he wraps both arms around you, sighing happily. “Let’s go to bed, sweetheart. We can talk more in the morning.” You smile and nod in agreement, yawning as you rest your head on his muscular chest.

Within five minutes, Andy is snoring, while you’re lying awake listening to every soft breath that he exhales. The rise and fall of his chest calms you, and you close your eyes, trying to find the same relaxation that Andy has been able to so easily slip into.

Eventually, your mind still races with thoughts, you find yourself studying the perfect lines of Andy’s face. And after a little while, when you start to drift off to sleep, his features seem to soften, becoming blurry before darkening around the edges. Your eyes finally fall shut, but not before you reach out and trace your finger across his strong jawline.

The softness of his skin warms your insides and you feel completely at home in his arms. Your fingers follow the contours of his shoulders until they trail down to the base of his neck, and then wander across his collarbone to feel the pulse that throbs rhythmically under his throat.

You finally smile contently as you doze off, hoping that when morning comes, Andy will be waiting for you instead of gone. But then again, there’s always later; the opportunity to spend more time together that neither of you have seemed to be able to grasp lately.

For now, however, you revel in having him close to you and fall asleep without worrying about when he’d slip out the door without your knowledge once again.

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[buckyownsmylife]

wait i can see erica lying about her sex life and y/n getting upset and she tells Andy what Erica has been saying and he tells the truth that she’s obviously lying and does all the things erica say andy did to her to the reader 🤪🤪

"You shouldn’t be jealous, sweetheart.” Those words pressed to the shell of your ear as his hands sneaked down your body had an immediate effect on you. Letting go of the clothes you’d been trying to fold in an effort to clear your mind of the lies Erica told you, it didn’t take Andy any time to figure out what brought on your foul mood.

He had access to your phone, after all. You didn’t have anything to hide and he wouldn’t allow you to keep things from him, anyway.

But why shouldn’t you be jealous? Erica was his wife. Even if they didn’t do the things she’d described in her messages, they had to be together in some way, somehow - and it wasn’t the type of thing you liked to imagine. Especially to the the degree she’d embellished it (or so Andy told you).

“Let me show you who’s the person I actually enjoy fucking like she’s describing you.” That was all of the announcement you got before he turned you around and, burying your face in the mattress, buried himself inside of you, not even granting you the time to breathe. 

“Do you think I fuck her like this?” He asked over the sound of slapping skin, leaving you horrified as you didn’t want to think about that at all. “Do you think I spank her ass and call her a slut, like I do to you?”

Your silence wasn’t welcomed by him. He grabbed you by the hair, pulling you up so your back was glued to his chest. “Answer me,” he ordered, voice cold despite his hard cock inside of you.

“N-no?!” It wasn’t the confident answer he wanted, you knew that, but it was all that you had to offer. You didn’t even know if you were okay with what was happening - knowing that he left this type of loving to you, and exclusively to you could have been a dream come true, but sometimes it felt more like a nightmare.

“Are you starting to doubt our arrangement, little slut?” You weren’t crazy enough to answer that, so you remained quiet. But Andy didn’t like that, and the spank he gave you on your ass was a reminder of that.

It’d undoubtedly leave a pretty bruise behind, so you wouldn’t forget it any time soon. “Answer me,” he ordered, much like he did at work when he asked you for coffee or a blowjob.

“No!” You screamed more confidently as he spanked you again, leaving a stinging sensation behind that somehow only added to your arousal. He didn’t say anything else after that, so you couldn’t know if he was satisfied or not, but the way he fucked you was so good, you decided that you didn’t care.

After he left you spent on the bed, you heard the tell-tale sound of a camera flash snapping and turned your head just in time to catch his cellphone before he pocketed it.

“For later use,” he explained - even though he didn’t needed to and even though it didn’t make sense to you, but you didn’t care. You were fucked out and tired, and all you wanted was for him to get back into bed and cuddle you to sleep.

But that was not how your arrangement worked.

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[chrisevansdaughter]

Hii! So what about Andy x toddler daughter reader where she is very shy and this is her first day in the preschool and Andy is like comfort her or something like that.<3 I hope this make sense💕

Btw love your fics

First day nerves

Hey love thank you for the ask, I think it would go like this - I hope you like it :)

Paring: Andy Barber x Toddler! Reader

Warnings: crying, sweetheart has got first day anxiety, Andy is the best dad ever, comfort items, proud dad moment, overwhelmed y/n.

y/c/n = your cousins name

It was y/n at preschool today, it was a long time coming but it didn’t make it any easier on her because of how overwhelmed she can get.

We’d had a movie night, and just a generally relaxing evening before she went to bed to try and help with this morning; now she’s eating little waffles with blueberries and raspberries on the side since it’s her current obsession with a sippy cup of chocolate milk. She was content for the most part whilst I was packing her bag with spare clothes, pull ups, her comfort snacks and her comfort teddy Sammy the weighted seal. Her weighted seal always helps, she always struggled with being overwhelmed and overstimulated since she was a shy girl but it didn’t change anything I love y/n’s personality she just takes a minute to warm up to anyone she meets.

She’s a beautiful character, her personality was amazing she was cheeky but very shy but hilarious too.

“Dada, what doin’?” She exclaimed laughing with waffle in her mouth because of what she sounded like”

“Bubba, I’m packing your bag for preschool remember - you start today and you’ll see y/c/n too” I replied trying to sound excited knowing how she felt.

“I no want to dada please” tears lining her eyes she tries to get down putt of her highchair, I had to calm her before she had a meltdown.

“Hey hey sweetheart, look at me find dada’s eyes baby - come ‘ere you can do it” I whisper picking her up so she can snuggle into my chest knowing that calms her.

“No want to dada” she whispers from my chest i barely could hear her she was that quiet.

“Shh shh shh it’s okay sweetheart, it’s okay if you can do it, but I want you to try okay? That’s all I want you to do. Is try okay?” I murmur trying to compromise with her.

“Try?” She questions

“That’s all dada wants, then we can watch lilo and stitch okay sweetheart and I’ll get uncle Scott to come over too and we can make cookies.” I completely compromise once again since I’ve found with y/n slowly trying to get her to try then reward it works than just getting her to do it.

“Lilo and sotty!” She giggles “yeh I try dada, bubba gonna try” she finally agrees.

“Yay!” I chuckle with her and think of how proud I am of her for still trying.

Time skip

Preschool happened but it didn’t go well but that was bound to happen but we’re not going to dwell on that I’m proud of her for trying.

Scott came over after we picked her up together, we had chicken nachos for dinner as per y/n’s request, made cookies and watched all the Disney movies we could til y/n finally fell asleep because it was an exhausting, emotional day for her.

But I’m proud.

I apologise it’s so short I’m just not feeling right today and I’m just not with it :/ I’m sorry guys :(. And I’m sorry to the anon who requested probably expecting more than this.

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[sarahrogersevans]

Andy is worried about his girlfriend, reader that she didn't show up to their first year anniversary of dating. Reader was sick

Anniversary picnic- Andy Barber xreader fan fic request

Summary: Andy & Reader have a wedding anniversary dinner after Andy gets off work but reader gets sick and doesn’t show up and Andy worries about reader

Warnings: angst, emotional fic but a happy ending to it I promise, mentions of overthinking, mentions of feeling sick, fluff, soft Andy, mentions of divorce, let me know if I miss anything

(Andy’s POV)

Six o’clock in the evening and I just got done early with a court session and tonight is my wedding anniversary dinner with Y/N and I was really missing having dates with my wife and things have been so hectic I feel bad. Y/N and I planned to go to our favorite sushi place for our evening. I went to go grab my work bag from my office and then locked the door and got in my car and started heading over to the restaurant to meet Y/N and I was really excited about celebrating five years of being married and it’s been the most wonderful five years with her. After my divorce from Laurie I didn’t think I’d fall in love again for a while.

I got to the restaurant and ordered a beer and an appetizer waiting on Y/N and I knew since she works from home that she might be a bit late which was ok things happen, though it’s been a little bit and I started getting worried that something happened between us that I don’t remember or that she forgot.

(Y/N’s POV)

I started getting ready to go out and meet Andy for our anniversary dinner but I started feeling really sick and I ended up feeling like I had chills so I changed clothes again and got into my sweater and my favorite comfortable pants and I texted Andy saying “hey baby before you worry, I’m so sorry I can’t make it tonight .. I got sick, I am so so sorry Andy I feel awful.”

(Andy’s POV)

I asked for the check after having a meal and then once I got in my car I saw my phone had a text and I opened the message and Y/N texted me saying she got sick oh my poor baby, I texted Y/N back saying “aww Y/N I’m so sorry you’re not feeling well sweetheart, I’ll be home soon to take care of you I love you darling.” I got the car started and then went to the store to grab a few things to bring home for an indoor picnic and I thought it would cheer her up.

————-time skip———

I got home and put my work bag down and brought the bag of food into the kitchen and got the picnic food set up in a basket and I went upstairs and saw Y/N sitting up in bed and I sat by her and kissed Y/N’s forehead and said “hey baby how are you feeling?” Y/N hugged me & said “eh ok just a little cold I think I might be getting a fever or I might have one, I’m so sorry about the dinner Andy I was so excited about I-“ I rubbed her arm gently and said “no hey sweetie it’s ok your health matters more to me than sushi so, I brought home dinner to you since you couldn’t go out.”

I got the bag and grabbed everything out and I uncovered everything I brought home and said “surprise sweetheart, I made us an anniversary dinner!” Y/N smiled and said “aww Andy this looks amazing! I love it thank you!” I smiled at her and said “I’m glad I could make you smile baby, I hate seeing you not feeling well it worries me I love you baby.”

(Y/N’s POV)

Andy is such a wonderful man I’m so lucky to have him, an anniversary picnic is so romantic and even though I’m not feeling well I’m glad we could still celebrate and it took my mind off being sick. I smiled at Andy after eating a brownie and said “happy anniversary Andy I love you so much.” Andy put his hand on my cheek and smiled at me saying “happy anniversary baby, I love you more.” Andy started leaning in to kiss me and I backed away quick and shyly said “Andy no you’ll get sick!..” Andy said “baby I’d risk it just to kiss you, happy anniversary my love.”

Here ya go luv hope you like it 🤍🤍x

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Andy Barber Imagine

Thanks for the request @hoperu14​ ! Hope you like it <3

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You know how hard Andy has been working lately. You woke up earlier than him today to treat him to his favorite breakfast. It’s the least you can do. 

You start the coffee and get out his favorite coffee mug that you got him for his birthday one year. It says “thanks for all the orgasms” on one side of it. Let’s just say, that one stays hidden in the back cabinet when the family is over. 

You start making his favorite omelet with all the fixings, a side of bacon and a piece of toast. Once it’s all finished you get it plated and set up on a breakfast tray. You carefully walk up the stairs, trying not to trip over your feet like you normally do. 

“Where are you sweetheart?” You hear Andy shout from inside your bedroom.

“Coming!” You chuckles nervously as you lightly push open the door. Andy sits up in bed, a smile making its way onto his face. 

“You did all this for me?” He looks at you with amusement as you struggle to rest the tray on the bed. 

“Do you like it?” You ask, excitement in your eyes. 

“I love it.” He grabs your arm, pulling you around the tray and into his lap. “Almost as much as I love you.” Andy presses kisses against your neck, his beard tickling you. 

“But you love me most, obviously?” You turn your face to the side to glance back at him. 

“Obviously.” He pecks your lips and you smile against them. “Now, let’s eat this delicious food that my beautiful wife made me.” 

Andy scoots the tray closer to you, keeping you in his lap. After every bite he takes, he gives you one until you both finish the food. Andy places the tray down on the floor before tackling you. You laugh as he settles above you. 

“I have to get ready for work and so do you mister.” You use one hand to run through his hair, softly caressing the back of his head. 

“What if we just take the day off?” 

“You know we can’t do that.” You try to push him away by his shoulders. 

“We can do whatever we want.” Andy starts kissing around your chest and up your neck, before kissing your lips again. You roll your eyes from his playfulness. 

“Let me give you a reason to stay in bed.” Andy moves one hand under his shirt that you put on this morning. You shiver from the warmth of his hand on your cold skin and a bright smile takes over your face. You’ve never been able to deny Andy what he wants. You love him too much. 

“How can I argue with that?”

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[geminixevans-stan]

Happy 1 Year Anniversary! 💚

Will you still take my ticket for Nanny’s Heart?

What if….

Steve walks in on Andy watching a video of Reader… and then she walks in on them both?

😏

Lmaooooo I'm still taking the ticket you menace!

Pairing: Andy Barber x Nanny!Reader x Manny!Steve Rogers

Words: 699

Warning: 18+ Minors DNI, explicit language, sexual content, masturbation (m), smidge of anal sex (m rec), voyeurism.

From Nanny's Heart Au

You knew you were playing with fire the minute you pressed ‘send’ on your phone. It was unlike you to send something of that nature and it was time you did a little bit of teasing of your own. 

It was only right that you did since Andy and Steve decided to edge you last night for being a brat. The brat that they created. 

So as you hit ‘send,’ you sat back and relished at your master plan, getting up and grabbing your keys to go scoop up your two spawns. 

Before you could make it out the house, you heard the booming steps of Andy making his way out of his office. Your name came out of his mouth like a threat as you turn to look at him. 

“Yes Andy?” you smirk, twirling the keys in your hand. 

Andy quirked his eyebrow up, crossing his arms over his chest, “Andy? I see you want part two of last night and I don’t mind giving it. Come here. Now.”

A giggle escapes your lips, your hand turning the know and holding the door open, “Nah, gotta go pick up the kids. You have fun with my gift kay?” 

You don’t wait around long enough for Andy to call your name again, closing the door and going down the stairs. Before you can make it to the car though, you see Steve coming up to the house.

He gives you a knowing smirk, nodding his head towards you, “His sweetheart. Been a good girl today?”

“Steve…”

A wide grin spreads across his face, “Still mad about last night huh? That’s what brats get baby,” he teases, making his way to the front door. 

You give him no more conversation as you get in the car, backing up, and heading off to the school. 

—

“Fucking brat,” Andy grunts, with one hand holding his phone and the other wrapped around his leaking cock. He watched as your dipped your fingers in your pussy, stretching yourself out as you moaned out his name. 

He practically drooled seeing you like that, almost cursing himself for punishing you last night. 

You sounded so pretty coming from his phone, his hand fisting his cock faster as he matched the pace of your fingers. 

Andy didn’t even hear the click of his own door being opened. Only low breath being blown as Steve watches Andy watching you, “Shit…” 

The bulge forms against the front of his jeans, looking at the sight before him. Andy’s head snaps towards Steve, his hand still on his cock as your voice fills the room. 

“Ever heard of knocking?”

Steve cocks his eyebrow up at Andy, “Never knew I had to? That our brat over there?”

Andy issues out another grunt, stroking his cock slowly, “Yeah… fucking tease”

Steve wets his lips, stepping closer to Andy, “I say she won this round…”

—

The kids made it in the house before you did, running upstairs to get changed. Suspicion got the best of you when Andy didn’t automatically come out to greet them. 

He couldn’t be that mad…. Could he?

You make your way up the stairs to your shared room, not hearing a peep until you get closer. 

Muffled voices could be heard from outside the door and there wasn’t any doubt in your mind about just what was going on. 

With a quickness, you open the door to see Andy splitting Steve open, his thick hand wrapped around his throat as he snaps his hips against Steve’s. 

You close the door quickly, looking at the sight before you. 

Both men were lost in their own world as you looked on, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth. 

You clear your throat once… twice… a third time before they snapped their heads up at you. 

Andy issues another hard thrust into Steve, causing him to cry out, “Welcome home brat,” he grunts, “Wanna join us?”

Oh, you wanted to… So bad. 

But since they wanted to not make you cum last night, it was time to play their game against them. Without even saying a word, you stare at both men, before walking out and going back downstairs. 

Check…. Mate.

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[ozarkthedog]

Oh yeah, that’s smug af Andy Barber licking his lips at you from across the room at a family gathering.

He knows what it does to you. Especially when he still has your pussy juice in his beard from eating you out in the car beforehand.

Andy generously sucks on his bottom lip to get the faintest trace of your cum that lingers in his goatee. He teases you all night long until it’s time to say goodbye and you both drive off in the Audi.

Andy knew what he was getting himself into by teasing you all night and with the way your mouth and throat milk his cock as he carefully steers the vehicle home, he’s more than pleased with himself.

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[imyourbratzdoll]

What about a request where After the divorce, Andy barber meets Jacob's childhood friend, reader who they reunited in college and hasn't seen her since middle school. Andy can't stop thinking about her and having wet dreams. Then the wet dreams became a reality

hello, sorry it took so long. I hope you like it.

warning - smut, swearing and fluff.

18+ only, please. the gif I use isn't mine, divider by @newlips

“Y/n, what are you doing in here? Shouldn’t you be with Jacob?” The older man asks, gulping as the young female spreads her bare legs, exposing her glistening folds. He grunts, feeling his pants tighten.

“You didn’t wish me goodnight, Mr Barber. I was sad.” Her hand slides down her nude form, softly grazing her plump breasts before reaching her soaked honey pot. Her eyes are locked with his dark blue ones, and a soft whimper falls from her lips when her fingers glide through her folds. “Don’t you want to wish me goodnight? I’ve been a good girl, I swear.”

Andy strides forward, his cock throbbing from the sight before him. Not expecting the goddess on his bed to want him. Andy stands at the end of his bed, having a complete view of your pretty little cunt. “You’ve been a good girl? Are you sure?” Y/n nods, half-lidded eyes focused on him. “I don’t think so, sweetheart, because, from my view, you look like a naughty little slut.” His eyes snap down, watching your juices leak out at being called a slut. “You like being called a slut, sweetheart?” Andy groans when you nod.

“Play with me, daddy?” Everything seemed to have moved fast once those words were uttered from her lips. Andy lies on top, his mouth covering hers, tongues tangling together as he rubs his bulge against her bare cunt. Andy quickly reaches down to release the throbbing member before lining it up with Y/n’s entrance and pushing in. Their groans and moans fill the room as he begins to thrust. He plants kisses on her neck, loving the feeling of her clenching and pulsating around him.

When Andy feels his end approaching, he suddenly wakes. His eyes open with a snap, and he looks around, trying to find you, but when he comes short, a groan of disappointment leaves his lips. Andy looks down and notices his cock is straining against his pyjama pants, the member throbbing wildly and his chest covered in sweat. “Fuck sake.” He slowly sits up, wiping his hand down his face before his hand moves to his pants. A soft groan falls from his lips at the slight relief before it disappears and an image of you pops into his head. “Jesus fucking Christ.”

Andy stands, tucking his member into the waistband of his pyjama pants before walking out of his room and heading to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Andy is too busy wiping his eyes to anticipate the sight before him. The sound of a small gasp causes him to put his hand down and look toward the noise. 

“M-Mr Barber... I’m sorry if I woke you. I was trying to get some water….” The sight of your wide doll eyes and the oversized shirt covering your form causes his already rigid member to twitch, pre-cum leaking from the throbbing red tip.

“It’s okay. So am I.” He gulps, moving closer to your tiny body. His eyes flicker down to where your thighs not-so-subtly rub together as you take in his bare chest. Andy grabs a glass and fills it with water, not taking his eyes off you as he takes a sip. Once he swallows, he places the glass on the counter and crosses his arms against his chest. “What are you doing up so late?”

“I– uh. I couldn’t sleep” Y/n’s lip goes between her teeth as she stares at the older man’s bulging muscles, itching to know how the hair covering his chest would feel against her. She feels herself clench around nothing at the forbidden thought of her friend’s dad bending her over the counter and pounding into her. Just like in her dream…

Andy strides forward until he’s so close to her that he can feel her breath on his skin, Andy’s hand comes up, and he uses his thumb to untuck Y/n’s bottom lip from her teeth. “Why are you lying, sweetheart? Don’t you know only bad girls lie?” He grunts when he hears a soft moan fall from her lips. 

Y/n slowly nods, feeling her thighs slick with her juices. Suddenly realising there was nothing underneath her shirt, and she was close to her crush, which made her dizzy. “S–sorry, Mr Barber, I just don’t think it’s appropriate to tell you….” She casts her eyes down at the confession.

Andy’s eyes darken, his hand gripping her chin as he tilts her head to look at him. “Tell me, sweetheart. You want to be a good girl, right?” Andy’s eyes move down to Y/n’s chest, noticing her nipples poking through and how her breathing quickens. “C’mon, be a good girl for me.” 

“I had a dream… “ Andy raises a brow, waiting for her to continue. “I–I was bent over a kitchen counter whilst getting pounded into.” 

Andy growls at the thought of someone else fucking your tight little cunt, not caring that it’s a dream. “You going to tell me who it was, sweetheart?” He leans forward, staring deep into her eyes.

Y/n’s cheeks turn a rosy pink, trying to look away from Andy, not wanting to confess that she dreams of him fucking her until she can’t walk. The sound of a slap and the feel of sharp pain caused her to gasp and look at Andy bewildered. 

“I’m asking you a question, and I expect an answer, sweetheart.” Y/n gulps as she feels herself clench and drip, her cunt throbbing like crazy at how dominant he is. 

“I–it was you, Mr Barber….” Andy groans before smashing his lips into hers. Moaning as their lips move in sync, his hands grip her hips while maneuvering her to the kitchen counter. Andy pulls away as he turns her around and bends Y/n over the counter. His cock begging to be free and buried deep inside her tight cunt as she whines. “M–Mr Barber.”

Andy pushes you down, pressing your cheek into the marble. “It’s daddy to you, whore. Now stay still. I'm making both our dreams come true.” Andy quickly pulls his pants down, his cock springs free, and he wraps his hand around the thick base, tugging on it as he lifts your shirt and groans at the sight before him. “You dirty little slut, wearing nothing underneath? Were you expecting this?” He tuts, shaking his head. “What a whore you are.”

Y/n moans when she feels Andy rub his tip through her folds, the head catching her swollen bundle. “D–Daddy, please.” A choked gasp forces its way out when he begins to push through her entrance, the girth stretching her small walls, causing a pleasurable pain to shoot through her. “Oh– Fuck, daddy too big.” Andy’s hand comes around and covers her mouth, his thrusts getting deeper and harder.

“Shut up, you little slut. You don’t want Jacob to walk in and see you being a whore for his dad, do you?” He grunts when you clench around him, the thought of getting caught exciting you more. “Oh, you like that idea.” Andy leans forward, pressing his front closer against your back before delivering deep strokes. “You’re doing so good for me, sweetheart. Just relax while I use you.” Andy’s thrusts become brutal, a slapping sound filling the room. 

“A–ah, please. S–so close.” Y/n’s eyes roll to the back of her head as she feels herself clench down, her walls pulsating around the thick member piercing her tiny cunt. Soft moans fall from her lips, still blocked by Andy’s hand as she cums. 

“Fucking hell, you feel so fucking good.” Andy leans back, his gaze focusing on where they connect, watching as his cock thrusts in and out, her cream coating the base causing it to be easier for him to pound in. “I’m going to cum, sweetheart, and you'll take it.” His pace picks up, eyes locked on her tight cunt, his balls tightening and hips stuttering as his end approaches rapidly. Andy leans down and plants soft kisses on the back of her head and neck as he finishes inside, streams of thick cum shooting out of his cockhead and deep into her womb.

The two stay like that as they catch their breath, Andy’s hands squeeze her hips gently before he slowly pulls out, walking over to get a clean cloth and wetting it before he comes to clean the young woman up. “How are you feeling?” The softness in his voice shocks Y/n out of her blissful daze before she slowly stands and hums.

“I’m okay, thank you.” Andy’s eyes connect with hers as they share a soft smile. Y/n leans forward while resting her hands on his chest, finally feeling the hairs that sit there. She places a soft kiss against his lips before pulling away. “Goodnight, daddy.”

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[littlemelaninfics]

Boston Cream Pie

an: this is fucking appalling. i’m quite proud of it :) . CHRIS WON THE LAST POLL 🎉 and again, the pair are in their late teens 18+

"A WHAT?!"

"A dirty cunt. That's what I call it."

"Fucking WHY?"

"Think about it, Y/n," he dives on the bed and takes my hand. His large palms close mine into a soft fist, "say this is your pussy, right?"

He starts to lick the makeshift pussy and I instinctively pull my hand away.

"Ugh! What are you doing?" I asked inspecting my hand.

"Y/n, this wouldn't be realistic if the pussy wasn't wet. That's fucked up. C'mon." I look him in his eyes before slowly giving my hand back to him. He continues to plunge his tongue before pulling away. He looked at me and smirked before letting spit leak into my hand. My jaw drops and he smiles. He turns my hand to me and I see the white substance leaking out of the hole in my fist.

"See, that's a dirty cunt." He turns my hand back and starts smearing around what has seeped out. He collects it and pushed it into my palm. I just sit there and watch him in awe.

He takes a second and then laps up his mess from my hand and I pull away again,

"Oh, Chris! Ew!" He leaned back and laughed dramatically.

"What do you mean ew? That's one of the most personal things you can do with your partner."

"That and anal."

"Nah. I think anal is a little more mainstream these days. Now, eating your own cum out of a pussy? Not a lot of people do that."

"So, basically you have a breeding kink?”

He shrugged, "I mean I guess playing with the thought of my girl carrying around my kid makes me hard. Plus, seeing a pussy drip with my cum makes me-" he let out a dramatic growl while leaning his head back and rolling is blue eyes.

"So wait, you want to be a dad?"

"Not necessarily right now, but I do like pushing those boundaries."

I chuckle at him and we just looked at each other for a moment before Tara popped in and we all hung out for a few hours.

That night in bed, all I could think about was what happened at Chris’. I looked at my hand and I could still feel his tongue. The way he swirled it around as if he were going in small circles with his cock. My other hand made its way to my throbbing clit and started rubbing. The memory of his pointed tongue going in and out, making sure to hit every wall created by my palm.

I insert two fingers and pump them in and out. I reach as far as I can and feel that spongy organ. I press it against until I'm moaning his name.

"Fuck," I sigh and bury my face in my pillow.

The next day, I got a note in my locker from Chris asking me to come over and I take a while to shoot one back, but agree to go. I've haven't had this feeling about him for long, but after last night he's all I want. I knock on his bedroom door and he answers. I take him in until I realize I'm staring. He saunters over to his bed and lays down. I stop at the threshold, feeling a little weird that I masturbated to my best friend last night.

He sparks up a joint and takes a couple of hits before offering it to me. I walk over to him and grab it and take a seat at the foot of his bed. I take my hits before turning back to him. We do this two more times before the high really sets in. When I turn back to grab it a third, I make sure to brush his fingers with mine. This catches his attention. I put the joint out on the nightstand and go to lay down with him. He looks confused at first, but then gets comfortable. He meets me half way when I grab his face in one hand and lean in to kiss him.

His lips are soft, but sticky from the weed. I push him back and he pulls me on top of him. We stay like this for a short time until he's taking off my shirt. He kisses up my torso before reconnecting our lips. I take off his shirt and he flips us over. His mouth goes to my neck and he starts kissing and biting. I can't help but let out soft moans,

"You don't know how long I've waited for this," he whispered. I moaned again and tried to pry him out of the confined restraints of his pants. He sits up and unbuttons them before pulling them and his boxers off. He unclasps my bra and then removes my pants as well. He starts to move down, but I pull him back up,

"I'm already wet enough. Just please." He kisses me deeply and flips me onto my stomach. I see him reach for something in his nightstand and I stop him,

"No."

"No?"

I turn back and look at him, "I want to be your dirty cunt." He lets out a noise I've never heard before, lining himself up at my entrance. He teases my opening by rubbing himself against it and only pushing hard enough to apply pressure.

"Chris please," I whined.

He pushes his cock deep in me and starts to snap his farmer tanned hips. With no time to adjust, my pussy spasms around him trying to get used to his size. This causes his rhythm to sputter with wild jerks, lurching his bed and its frame into the wall.

“You can’t say shit like that, baby,” his hands bruisingly digging into the skin on my hips. Having a bestial grasp on me physically and mentally.

“Fuck, fuck fuck. Goddamn it,” he chokes out, cheeks already filled with blush and jaw more prominent with how tightly it’s clenched.

“The way your tight pussy is squeezing me. I’ll fill you up until you’re dripping for days. There’s no doubt you’ll be swollen with my seed.”

“Fuck! Please claim me. Make my pussy yours."

He turned me back over to look deep into my eyes. "You look so beautiful like this. Ready and begging to take my cum. Nothing but a cum whore for me. My own personal cum dumpster, hmm? Does that sound good?"

I had no energy to speak. All I could do was clamp around him even harder and pull him closer into me. All I was feeling was blinding white heat when he reached a spot deep within me.

"Fuck, I'm cumming! Please. OH!" I let out a moan and he pressed deep into my hips.

He pounded into me heavily even after I already came, making me squeal at the sensitivity of it all. I dug my nails deep into his tensed shoulder blades making sure he didn’t go anywhere. I let out another loud moan when I felt him shoot long, hot streams deep within me. So deep I'm sure it would still be leaking out of me by the next day.

“Hold it.” Is the first thing he says when he finishes emptying himself. We both come down from it, making me clench weakly around him again. “Like a fucking glove, baby."

He finally pulls out and leans down. He spreads my glistening lips apart, vulgarly displaying my inner most parts as his elixir leaks out of me. His mind goes wild at the thought of how much of him is still left inside of me, muddying my womb. He was fixated on marking every inch of me. Inside and out.

I feel his tongue dip inside of me to collect some of what he left behind. He climbs back up my body before kissing me and depositing it into my mouth. I moan and arch my back off the bed while swallowing what he gave me.

He presses his forehead to mine and sighs,

"You have no idea what you've done."

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[babyjakes]

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event | kinkmas 2023

prompt | massage

pairing | massage therapist!andy barber x reader

warnings | andy’s soooo soft and sweet <3. err, some sort of violation of massage therapy ethics lol. me kind of not knowing how a massage works. my shameless hand kink. fingering. praising/encouragement. squirting. he cleans her up after :)

word count | 897

an | big thankyou to @starksbabie for letting me ask weird questions about massage practices lol. sorry if this still didn’t seem realistic, i’ve never had a massage before 😭

okay but 😳 getting a massage from andy? 😏

he’s a professional ofc!! recommended to you by a friend who’s noticed how tense and stressed you’ve been lately. “he’s the best, those hands are magic!”

he’s got a little private office built off of his home. he greets you when you arrive, guiding you back into the private room with the table. “go ahead and undress for me, honey. hop up and lay on your back when you’re ready; you can cover yourself with the sheet if you like.” he gives you a few minutes of privacy to let you do as he instructed. all you can think about is how handsome he is 🥲 your friend should’ve warned you this guy’s a total dilf lol

he comes back in and dims the lights, making his outline just barely visible against the few dull lamps stationed around the room. washes his hands at the sink in the corner before coming to stand at your side, pumping some oil onto his large hands. he can see you’re trembling a little 🥺

“easy sweetheart, just relax. i’ll be gentle, i promise.” his voice is so soothing and warm, it’s hard not to trust him

he starts things out innocent enough, moving the sheet and working your calves and around your knees. murmuring soothing words as he notes your jumpiness, “deep breaths, good.” “that feel okay?” “a little tight here, honey. let’s see if we can help with that-” his hands are so strong yet gentle 💕

he gradually works his way up to your thighs. the outsides first, then the tops. you try your best to fight off any inappropriate thoughts or feelings, but there’s just something about his dark figure towering over you, his massive hands, his low, soothing voice…

“gonna open up your legs a bit, princess. you’ve got some tightness here,” you jump as his long fingers are trailing to the insides of your thighs. he opens them just a few inches at first, guiding your knees to fall apart. you’re glad the room is so dark; you’re sure you’re making the most humiliating faces at this point 🥲 he works at your sore inner thighs as you try to ignore the fact that your bare pussy is now on display for his trained eyes and hands

he makes his way up to the tender space where your legs meet your groin. a whimper escapes your lips, heat rushing to your cheeks

he pauses. “sweetheart.” his voice is so dangerously low, with just a hint of tentativeness. he takes a deep breath, exhaling audibly before continuing. “i wanna help you, baby. will you let me?” his hands are guiding your knees further apart, hooking them over each side of the table to let your calves dangle down towards the floor.

you close your eyes, trying not to let your voice tremble as you give a soft, “mhm,” nodding your head. it’s all the answer he needs

he pumps some more oil onto his hands, warming them gently for a few moments before returning to the side of the table. you can just barely see his form leaning down a bit to get as good of a view as he can. his hands are careful as they land on either side of your needy cunt. you don’t get to see the smile spreading across his face as he catches a glimpse of your wetness, shining subtly in the darkness

he uses one large hand to part your pussy lips, the other dragging a few fingers up through your puddle. he hums in approval as your body jerks sensitively. he strokes the pads of his fingers broadly over your clit for a few moments, paying attention to how your body responds. when your knees shake and your little feet kick gently, he moves to press two fingers up into your soaking hole as the others continue on your burning button

“keep breathing for me, baby. that feel good?” you offer a mumbled confirmation, your head nodding almost desperately as his strong digits stretch you out. the sensation of fullness almost does you in alone- and then he starts pumping his fingers into you, curling them ever-so-slightly up to reach your sweet spot

you let out some mixture between a moan and a cry, your hips bucking up instinctively to match his pace. “good, that’s good, honey. keep going for me, that’s it…” he forces your mound back with his fingers, swirling his thumb quicker over your hardened nub. “come on, baby. give it to me, almost there…”

you come right on his fingers with a string of jumbled cries. “goood,” he croons, keeping up his pace to coax your orgasm out of you. he smiles as he feels you squirting out against his hands before things finally begin to ease up

he slows to a gentle stop, reaching for a towel with one hand as he continues stroking your inner thigh with the other. after wiping off the mess you made from his fingers, he gently moves to find something to clean you off with, turning the lights up a little to make the room more visible

“feeling better?” he asks when he returns to your side. you just nod pathetically, a sweet look of humiliation settling on your face as he gets to cleaning you up 😌

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[cevansbaby-dove]

Campus heat, Andy barber one shot.

Warnings:mad Andy but sexy, teacher X student relationship. Smut!!

Pairing: Professor!Andy Barber X Student!Reader

I walked into the hall and my friends wave me down as I shoulder'd my bag. "Hey Y/N!!" My friend Annie said giving me a hug. "Hi Ann how was summer break?" "Oh it was amazing! Girl this new guy in our school is super hot!! And he's single..I think...right Mary?" She said looking at our friend. "Yes I looked at his paper and he's been married once they broke it off and he is happily single now"

I rolled my eyes. 'Girls come on stop setting me up with professors just once I want it so I don't have to get into trouble for them to see me"

Ah Professor Barber...the new guy who I hated more than anyone in this damn law school but I didn't tell my girls that.

I waved them good bye as I walked down the hall and into the classroom. I set my bag down and cross my leg in this mini skirt I put on this morning. I'm not dressing like a slut for anyone no matter what Annie and Mary say.

Andy walks into the room and other students file in and sit down. This might be a long day.

I tap my pen on my notebook as Andy is explaining something to us...then my phone vibrates. I pick it up from my bag and see a text from Mary who is to my left three seat down.

Mary-He's looking extra hot today uh? 😏

I roll my eyes at her text.

Y/N-Drooling over him already?

Mary-maybe you might be in detention if he sees how short your skirt is.

Y/N-this is important stuff he's talking about get off your damn phone.

"Miss L/N! do you have something to share with the class?" I hear Andy say. I look at him dropping my phone into my bag. 'N...No sir i'm sorry my uhh...mom was asking for something."

"Keep your phone off and don't touch it until after class understood!?"

I nod. "yes sir Sorry sir" I scoff hearing Mary giggling. "Miss Hazelson should you join her too?" "No sir sorry" Andy shakes his head and goes back to his lecture. Andy's eyes fall on my legs and then his licks his lips fast so I barely see it.

After class.

Andy is packing his stuff up and I walk over. "Mister Barber? I would like to apologize for what I did in class, You see my friend Mary tink I have a crush on you and well I don't...."

His eyes meet mine and he says. "I accept your apology but please don't ever do that again, when I am talking you listen do you understand?"

I nod feeling my knees almost become noddles God this man's tone was hot..."yes sir I'm sorry" he nods. "Call me Andy please Y/N"

Two days later Mary texts me again but this time I stand up. "Mister barber Mary is distracting me" Andy's eyes meet mine and he looks at my friend who s red with rage. "is that true Miss Hazelson?"

"Bitch!! What!!?" She says. "She's lying professor! My god!" Andy slams his book on the desk making it echo through the classroom. "Enough! both of you! Miss Y/N you will come to my office after class to explain this to me, Mary you will be suspend for two days!"

he looks at me then at Mary who is looking at her pretty nails. "two days aren't that bad" She mumbled. Another eye roll from me.

Andy says. "i'll see you later Miss L/N"

i nod. "Yes sir"

After class I am walking to his office and knock softly. "it's unlocked Y/N" I turn the knob and walk in. "You wanted to see me?" Andy turns his phone off and says. "have a seat please"

I sit across his desk and say. "so..what did I do wrong?" He leans back in his chair. "Well first off your outfit is not...appropriate in class"

I cross my legs. "Sorry Andy i'll change it." Andy stands up and walks to me sitting on his desk. "If you keep acting like such a brat I'm going to have to teach you a lesson... but you'd like that... wouldn't you darling?"

he's my professor..yet my body is heating up with his words...Teach me a lesson...fuck.

Rubbing my thighs together, I can feel the wetness in my lace underwear, getting even more turned on by the tension between us. "Now, now professor... I'm not sure that would be appropriate... would it?"

I look up to him and smirk, knowing what is about to happen is so wrong, yet I was so desperate for him.

Slowly rising from my seat I take the small step forward to close the distance between us.

Shuffling his legs he allows me to stand in between them. I look at him through my eyelashes "Finally the penny drops..." I tease, taking a hold of his collar, pulling it gently to me.

Andy's breathe hitches when my hand runs down his chest.

"You know, it drove me crazy. All those other girls would sit on the front row, flaunting themselves at me and then there was you in that mini skirt... Those long legs...wrapped around my waist has flashed through my mind"

Staring intensely into each other's eyes, neither of us say a word. Moving his arms from his chest. Andy places his hands on my waist, his grip tightening and pulling me closer to him.

Keeping my hands on his chest we begin the close the distance. Our lips hovering over each other.

"Andy...." I whisper. Andy is the one to close the gap between us. Pushing forward his lips crash into mine, my arms wrap around his neck and his arms around my waist.

Deepening the kiss I let out a small moan, parting my lips slightly gaining him access.

Before either of us know what's happening he has spun me around, clearing his desk he lays me upon it.

Andy quickly removed my sweater and shirt like he's dying to see me naked, fuck that is hot of him.

Andy is taken a back to see I wasn't even wearing a bra. "Please say you've at least put your panties on today?"

He growls, leaning back in his places wet kisses on my neck, slowly moving down my body. Leaning back I allow myself to lay freely on his desk.

Getting to my skirt he kisses all along my waistband. "Do you know how much I thought about this? Thought about how I'm going to ruin your sweet little clit." Moaning at his words I clench my thighs together again, trying to create some friction to release the tension.

Yanking hard I lift my hips, him removing my skirt and panties in one swift movement. "So responsive to me already... I've not even started what I'm going to do to you." Andy said kissing my neck. "Andy...fuck me already...please"

"Please!" I choke out, breathlessly desperate for his touch. "Oh you can be a good girl when you wanna be... Now tell me how does it feel when I do this?"

Before I can even react he dips his head down, licking up my slit, resting his tongue on my clit. "Ohh!!" I moan loudly, feeling a course of pleasure rush over me.

Without hesitation I feel his lips curl into a smile, his beard tickling slightly as he begins the pulsing movement of his tongue once more.

Grabbing firmly on my thighs he spreads my legs even further, gripping tight to stop me pushing them back together.

Arching my back I move my hands down my body, feeling myself before gripping his hair in a tight ball, pulling harshly.

Humming into me in response to me tugging, andy brings one of his hands away, lining two fingers up to my entrance and slowly pushing in.

"Oooooh my...god!" Feral deep moans escape my mouth, keeping my mouth slightly open I'm compelled by the deep tingling feeling building up inside of me.

Picking up the speed his fingers pump in and out of me, getting to a new rhythm I begin squirming on his desk, chasing my orgasm.

"Ooooh fuck yes! Ooooh god yes! Andy I'm gonna cum! Fuck me I'm gonna cum!"

More moans came from me, my eyes roll back in the back of my head, arching my back I feel myself coming to the edge.

Feeling the wave of ecstasy wash over me, I cum hard exploding all over his face. Slowing down the pace he allows me to come down from my high.

I pant softly. "is this why you called me in here?" He pulls his fingers out and kisses me as I sit up. "maybe" he grabs my stuff and I get into them and smirk. "Am I professor barber's favorite now?"

Andy fixes his tie and grabs his suit jacket. "For sure baby girl" He kisses me and I hop off his desk and say. "See you later Andy" I open the door and walk away.

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[eloquentreverie]

My favorite CE characters + how they became cat lovers. Part 2. Here's part one, but you don't have to read it to understand this post.

warnings: fluff. soft lloyd hansen.

a/n: I hope you guys enjoy this! please let me know what you think!

Andy Barber;

Andy's always been a little bit of an animal lover. But it isn't until after he gifts you a cute little orange and white kitten for your 1 year anniversary that he notices that he's actually a cat lover.

"Happy Anniversary, sweetheart." He greets with a smile. A small red bow is tied loosely around the kitten's neck.

You can't help but let out a small gasp, followed by a big smile gracing your lips. "Andy, you shouldn't have!" You giggle, taking the kitten from his arms, softly and carefully cradling it in your hands.

It doesn't take long for you and Andy to pick out a name for it.

The little cutie is always following you around the house, even when the two of you are eating.

Andy and you are extra careful with the foods you have out ever since the cat took a small bite of Andy's mashed potatoes.

The two of you laugh every time you remember the memory but, you're still careful to not set anything out that might be poisonous.

And there's that time where you two were in bed, Andy's hands roaming over your body, sliding up under the fabric of your shirt when you hear a small little meow, followed by the prickly feeling of it's whiskers tickling your arm.

You pull away, laughing softly against his lips before getting up and picking up the kitten, placing a soft kiss on its head before letting it out of the bedroom.

Ari Levinson;

Ari is another one where I think he's always been a cat lover. He's just never really had the chance to ever own one.

When he was younger, he grew up feeding the stray cats around his block. Especially in the spring and the winter.

Now that he lives near the beach though, he doesn't get to do it as much.

Every so often before he met you, he'd go to the pet store and look at the kittens, reminiscing about his childhood, hoping that one day he'll eventually get to own one. It's been a dream of his ever since he was a kid.

And one day as he comes home from the beach, it isn't until he's halfway home that he notices this beautiful stray tabby that's following him.

And at first, he thinks nothing of it. But when he eventually reaches his house, he looks back again, a small grin on his features as he notices that the cat is still following him. So he bends down to pick it up and it immediately starts purring as he carries it inside.

I feel like Ari would be the type to let the cat be an indoor/outdoor cat. He's hesitant the first time he sees it begging to go outside but, he caves in. Saying no to you or cats has never been his strong suit.

And he's definitely going to take extra precautions, like giving it a collar with a bell and a tag, just in case it ever does get lost.

Whenever Ari and you have picnics on the beach, the little cat is always begging you both for food whenever you pull out the ice cream or tuna sandwiches.

Lloyd is definitely like that Dad or Grandpa that says he hates cats and then after five seconds after holding one is complete mush.

At first he isn't too happy that you brought home the cat. He's grumbling under his breath all cranky and grumpy.

But then you plop the little kitten into his hands, making an excuse to go to the bathroom or you go to your shared bedroom for just a few moments.

And then a few minutes later as you walk in, Lloyd's expression is all soft, his blue eyes looking down at it with pure love and adoration. The kitten now laying on top of his chest as he sits in his chair, carefully petting it's back as if it's the most delicate thing in the word.

A few days later you tease him about it, taunting and urging him to admit he's fallen in love with the cat. He rolls his eyes at your teasing but deep down he doesn't mind and he knows you're right. But, he's not going to admit it just yet.

A few weeks later Lloyd and you finally decide on a name for it and he decides to call her, Machete. At first, you're against it but you finally cave when you see how proud and happy he is. And when you think about it, it does make sense when you remember about Lloyd's love for knives that he'd name your new pet after a weapon.

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[enchantedsoulofmine]

Pastries...

Chris Evans x Wife!reader

Summary: Chris can do anything for his beloved wife.

Warnings: Nah

Note: English is my second language.

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The gleaming rays of the shining sun came in contact with the thin sheets that covered you and Chris on the bed. You slowly opened your eyes and groaned turning sideways to face your husband who was snoring softly.

You softly grazed his cheeks with your fingers and smiled at his sleeping self. He looked cute and hot at the same time.

You sighed at looked at the wall clock on top of the bedroom door, nine fifteen. Today was Chris' off and you didn't want to wake him up and let him sleep a little longer, so you were about to get up when a firm hand gripped your wrist and pulled you backwards.

Hopefully, you landed on Chris' broad and stoned chest. 'good morning, love' Chris said huskily.

'Good morning, Chris' you smiled and kissed his cheeks, even though his beard tickled you, but that wasn't the thing you cared about. 'Sleep a little longer babe, it's your day off' you whispered softly and ran your hair through his soft hair.

'Hmm' he hummed and placed some pecks on your neck. You stayed like that for a while, with Chris' arms wrapped around you and your back lightly pressed against his chest until you started hearing soft snores.

You smiled at Chris' sleeping self and gave him a light kiss on his forehead.

You walked outside the bedroom and the second you were out, Dodger ran towards you to give you morning sloppy kisses. You accepted them ( I mean who wouldn't) and scratched his ears which made the latter smile.

You went downstairs and straight to the kitchen to make some coffee.

After drinking the coffee, you started preparing for breakfast making Chris' fav pancakes. Soon it was ten thirty and you heard footsteps coming towards the kitchen, you smiled knowing that it was none another than your husband Chris' footsteps.

Muscular arms wrapped around you pulling you backward which made your back come in contact with Chris' chest. 'Good morning' he placed a sloppy kiss on your cheek, 'good morning again Chris' you turned your head looking at him with adoration.

'Have your breakfast' you unwrapped his arms and assembled his breakfast. 'You made my fav, sweetheart?' he asked softly leaning against the counter, 'yes' you nodded. Chris didn't say anything, he kept staring at you with love in his eyes.

'Here' you chirped and kept the plate on the kitchen island. 'Did you have breakfast?' he asked, 'no I didn't, was waiting for you' you gave him a soft smile, 'well, you shouldn't, if I'm up late, you should have your breakfast' Chris stated, 'breakfasts are not fun without you Chrissy' you pouted, Chris sighed at the sight and placed a soft kiss on your forehead, 'god! what did I do to deserve you?' he laughed.

~~~

Since it was a day-off for Chris so you guys decided to spend the rest of the day cuddling and having hot and steamy sex.

Right now, you and Chris were laying on the couch watching Brooklyn 99, after a steamy session you both had a little while before. You were laying your head on his chest while his hand was caressing your back.

You got a craving for pastries and got up from his chest, his eyes falling on you as soon as you made the movement, 'craving for some pastries' you passed him a quick smile and got up from the couch.

You were about to enter the kitchen when a thought struck your brain, you face palmed yourself, sighing. You turned around and started walking to the couch. 'What happened?' Chris asked, looking at you in the eyes, 'I just remembered that I finished them last night' you bit your lips as a blush crept on your face.

'You wanna have pastries?' Chris asked raising his eyebrows, 'yeah but it's alright' you shrugged and slumped down on the couch.

'Let's go' Chris got up and went to wear his shoes, 'where?' you asked surprised, 'to get some pastries' Chris stated as a matter-of-factly.

'It's really alright Chris, we don't have to go now' you gave your husband a small smile which he returned, 'come on, lets go, also we might have a pastry date' he winked at you which caused you too turn red.

'Now come on sweetes' he gestured you to hold his hand and you did.

~~~

'There's a bakery here as I see' Chris narrowed his eyes and stopped his car in front of a small but cozy bakery which looked a little too old but sweet.

'Oh it's closed' Chris said in a disappointed voice, looking at you with sorrowful eyes, 'it's okay, lets just go home, we'll buy pastries some other time' you held his arms, slowly caressing it.

'Or we can go and check out other bakeries' Chris said and started the car without letting you say anything.

You reached the second bakery but it seemed like that your luck wasn't doing its best today, it was also closed.

You again tried reasoning with Chris but he was getting none of it. It was a little difficult for you both to find another bakery and the whole car ride was all about you telling Chris to go back home and order pastries some other time and Chris denying you by saying 'lets see love' with a pout.

Luckily, the third bakery was open and when you both saw the sign, you breathed a sigh of relief.

You both got takeaways and decided to eat pastries in the car.

When you both sat inside the car, you looked at Chris who was opening the box. 'Thankyou Chris' you smiled at him, 'thanks for what my love, for getting my wife what she was craving for, it's my duty as a husband, and well' Chris leaned forward so that there was almost no space left between you both.

'What my sweet girl wants, she gets' he placed his lips on yours and you both shared a steamy and passionate kiss.

When you both pulled away there was a string of saliva connecting you both.

~~~

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I feel like i should write some little blurbs of Andy barber x daughter reader because he’d be a sweet dad and it would just be a fluff moment - so send your ideas in ❤️

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