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buckys-wintersoldier · 4 months

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Silent Treatment | Andy Barber

Pairing -> Husband!Andy Barber x Wife!Reader

Summary -> After a fight with Andy almost a week ago and you ignore and avoid him as much as possible. Then he makes sure you understand that he loves you and that he wants you to listen when he says something.

Warnings -> (E) Minors DNI, 18+, smut, pinning against the wall, dry humping, thigh riding, daddy kink, kinda Dom!Andy, sub!Reader, fingering (fem!receiving), oral (male!receiving), deep throat, unprotected p in v, using of the word slut, kinda dirty talk, praises,

Wordcount -> 2k.

Request -> I had a request if you would be able to write it, where the reader gives Andy the silent treatment and it lasts all week or something and ends with some hot spicy smut 🌶️❤️🥺 craving some hot Andy!! Unless you’ve already have something written… ✨

A/N -> Thank you so much for that request, anon. It makes me feel things I didn’t know I feel for him but you show me with that request haha. The idea is such a good one and I hope you like what I came up with. My request are open, so if you have an ask don’t hesitate to ask.

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It’s been a week since the argument with your husband, Andy, but you haven’t talked or interacted a lot with him. Whenever he tried to say something, you interrupted him with anger in your voice. Actually, you’re not that stubborn, but you’re mad, and you want to show him exactly that.

You miss his touch, but you can’t bring yourself to talk to him or let him touch you more than possible. His arms around your waist at night or his kisses along your neck when the two of you sit on the couch. But you’re still mad at him, right? Or do you just want to provoke him and hide it behind anger?

Andy tries to touch you or at least kiss you, but whenever you turn away, he groans. He slowly gets impatient and thinks about a way you can’t say no to him anymore. And your teasing is a good reason for him to tease you as well, but in a more pleasurable way than you do to him.

You’re in the kitchen. You make some lunch for the two of you. You can hear his footsteps behind you before his arms are wrapped around your waist. Andy presses your back against his muscular front. You try to wiggle yourself out of his arms, but he is stronger than you and holds you in place.

“Andy,” you mumble, but he tightens his grip around you.

His fingers dig into your soft skin, and you groan softly. Andy chuckles and lowers his head to place it on your shoulder. Kissing and biting your neck.

“Honey, stop ignoring me,” he groans into your ear.

“I’m not ignoring y-“ you try to say, but you interrupt yourself when Andy turns you around and pushes your back against the kitchen counter.

“You’re not?” he asks, his eyes immediately dark when you shake your head.

His hands are trailing your sides up and down. With one movement, he turns the two of you around and presses you against the wall on the other side of the small room. You gasp when your back touches the hard wall. Andy smiles and takes your hand into his, pressing them above your head against the wall.

“Andy-“ you whimper, pushing your waist against him.

He doesn’t say anything; his thigh parts your legs apart, and he presses it between your legs. You throw your head back when you feel the slight friction. You move on his thigh and feel your arousal dripping out of you, soaking your pants.

“Stop acting like a slut,” he hisses.

You try to stop your movements and do what he tells you, but the pleasure feels too good. His one hand holds your hands still above your head while the other trails down until he reaches your face and grips your chin harshly.

“Stop moving.” His tone is demanding, and you obey; you don’t want to make him mad.

“Andy, please,” you whimper, but he shakes his head.

“You ignored me for almost a week, and now it’s on me how fast or slow you get the pleasure you want,” Andy groans.

You roll your eyes playfully and pretend to move on his thigh again, but Andy takes his knee away and chuckles darkly. His hand around your chin slides along your body until he reaches your covered pussy.

“Desperate, so desperate,” he mumbles when you push your body against his hand.

Andy chuckles and captures your pussy with his hand. You moan softly and look at him with an already fucked-out look. He moves his fingers against the fabric and draws small circles on them, making you whine.

“Andy, please,” you beg, but he just laughs and lets go of you.

“That’s wrong, honey. Say it right,” he demands, and you want to groan in frustration, but his look at you stops you immediately. There is not that much fun or frustration allowed, not yet, with your horny husband in front of you.

“Daddy, please. I need you,” you whine and press yourself more against him.

“Where do you need me to touch you, honey?”

“Down there.”

Andy chuckles darkly when those words leave your lips as a whimper. He knows exactly what you want, and he will give it to you, but not yet. First, he wants you on your knees like a good girl and sucking his dick as an apology for ignoring him.

“You think it’s that easy to get what you want after ignoring you?” he asks, and you nod. Maybe he wants you to say yes, and then he finally fucks you, but he just shakes his head. “You will beg, and you will obey,” Andy whispers, and you moan softly.

Your husband lays one of his hands on your head and grips your hair harshly, pressing you down until you’re on your knees. He smiles at you and pulls your face closer to his dick. Your nose almost touches the bulge in his pants.

“Open them and pull them down,” he commands, and you do.

With your hands, you open his belt and pull his pants down. His boxers cover his dick. You don’t hesitate before you let his boxers slide down his legs, and his length springs free. It slaps against his stomach, the tip already leaking with pre-cum.

“Open your mouth, baby girl. And suck it, give Daddy a reason to give you your reward,” Andy groans and pushes your head further to his dick.

You open your mouth and take one of your hands around his dick. Andy looks with pure lust in his eyes at you and grins. You kiss the tip of his dick, moving your hand slowly up and down. Your husband groans and pushes his hips in your direction, his cock pushing against your mouth.

He guides his dick deep into your mouth and down your throat. A groan leaves his lips when you almost gag around his length. Your hands rest on his thighs while he slowly pulls out of your mouth. His tip is still in your mouth, and you can still taste him.

"It's so pretty when you look like an innocent little girl, but you’re actually a little slut for my dick. My little cock slut, aren’t you?” he asks.

Before you can answer, he pushes his hips forward and pulls your head closer by your hair. His cock is sliding down your throat again. The tears burn in your eyes when he hits a spot in your throat that you didn’t know he could reach. His grip on your hair tightens while he waits a moment before he pulls it out of your mouth again. The creams that leave his mouth make you almost go crazy.

“Swallow,” he says sternly.

Andy doesn’t hesitate to push into your mouth again, ignoring your gagging around him. You both know that as long as you don’t use your safe word or slap him two times on his thigh, he can do this. You talked a lot before you changed from vanilla to some kinky activities in bed.

When you control your breathing again, you swallow and make Andy moan loudly. He adores the feeling of your throat feeling even tighter when you swallow. The warmth of your mouth, your tongue gliding along his shaft, and the tight feeling around his huge dick.

Your husband's dick is twitching in your mouth, and you know he is close. You move your head a bit, but Andy stops you with his grip on your hair and lets his dick slide out of your mouth. You groan in frustration, getting a dark chuckle from Andy.

“Want me to cum in your mouth? Not only my cock slut, but also a little cum slut,” he laughs, gripping your chin with his free hand.

You still have the tears in your eyes, and a few are rolling down your cheeks. Andy shows you, with some pressure under your chin, to stand up. Your legs are shaking, and you wrap your arms around his muscular arms to hold you. Andy lets go of your hair and holds you by your waist.

“I want to fuck you against the wall; I can’t wait to push my dick so deep into your wet and tight hole, honey,” he groans, stroking your cheek softly. “You did so well for me when you sucked my dick; now be a good girl and let Daddy fuck you right here and right now,” Andy mumbles, and you nod.

You hear the sound of your clothes tearing up while he smiles at you. The cold air blows against your wet folds, and you shiver slightly. Andy’s hand is wrapped around his cock, the tip sliding through your folds, and you place your hands on his shoulder, pulling him closer.

Andy pushes him slowly inside of you. Your walls clench around him while he pushes himself deeper inside of you. A moan escapes your lips, and you throw your head back when he finally meets your sweet spot.

“Andy, please,” you whimper, digging your nails into his skin.

“Try again, honey.”

“Daddy, please. Move, making me cum.”

Your husband chuckles and pulls almost completely out of you before he pushes his dick inside of you again. Your fingers are scratching over his skin, and you are probably leaving bruises there, but neither you nor Andy care about it.

“Faster, please,” you whimper.

Andy leans closer; you feel his breath against your ear and his groans when he pounds into you.

“You really think you can tell me what to do, honey?”

You shake your head but press your hips closer, so he pushes in another angle inside of you. His tip hits your sweet spot again, and you clench around him. Andy kisses along your neck, biting softly into the skin, before he lets go of you and looks into your eyes. His hands are holding your waist.

“You want me to be rough; I’ll be rough,” he says with a grin.

With your head leaning against the wall, you let your husband fuck you against it. Your skin is sweaty, and you try to ground yourself with your fingers on his back. His movements become sloppy, and you feel his thick cock twitching between your clenching walls.

“So tight for me. But you take me so well, honey,” he praises, and you smile softly.

Andy slides one of his hands between your legs and draws circles on your clit. His fingers slide through your folds before he plays with your clit again. You moan, your hips pushing further against him, and when he hits your sweet spot a few more times, you almost scream while the orgasm rushes through your body.

“Squeezing me so well,” Andy groans, pounding into you.

Your eyes roll back, and you feel his dick twitching between your walls. Your tight walls clench with every thrust more around his length, and it doesn’t take long for him to fill you with his cum. Andy groans and lets his head fall against your shoulder. His breath is heavy, but he still moves slowly into you.

“I’m not pulling out of you,” he mumbles, holding your waist to lift you up. You wrap your legs around his waist, and he walks with you in his arms out of the kitchen.

“The food,” you say and point to the desk, but he just chuckles.

“You can have something else, but first we take a shower.

You groan playfully, knowing that he talks about more sex later. Andy carries you into the bathroom before he finally lets you down and presses his lips on yours.

“Don’t ignore me again, or I won’t be so soft,” Andy mumbles against your lips, and you nod. His cum drips out of you while he prepares everything for a warm bath together. “I love you, honey.”

“I love you too, Andy. But next time, just fuck me a few days earlier, then I don’t have to ignore you for so long,” you joke around, and he raises his eyebrows with a smirk at you.

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cevansbrat0007 · 14 days

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What's Eating You, Mr. Barber?

Summary: You decide to test your man's patience with a prank you saw on TikTok. CLICK HERE to check out Ari Levinson's reaction to the same prompt.

Warnings: Mature Themes, References to Smut, Andrew Barber Being A Menace, Brat!Reader, TikTok Hijinks, Bickering, Manhandling, Ass Slapping, Daddy Kink, Allusions to Oral Sex, Cursing, Minors DNI

A/N: Prompt brought to you courtesy of a Reader Request. This fic features Andrew Barber from my Growing Pains Series. Semi-proofread, not beta'd. All mistakes are my own. Likes, comments, and reblogs are always appreciated. Thanks for reading!

It’s hard for you to put into words just how much you love playing pranks on your unsuspecting husband. And after downloading TikTok, you’d discovered that the app was home to an online treasure trove of practical jokes designed to make your loved one’s head spin. While it had taken a few days for you to settle on the right prank, you were pretty confident that the one you’d chosen would earn you a fun reaction from Andy without you having to risk your ass in the process.

You find yourself grinning as you take your time prepping dinner, humming a little tune as you peel and press even more fresh garlic for your homemade tomato sauce. Tonight’s family dinner of spaghetti and meatballs promised to be very interesting. Which was why you’d also taken the liberty of setting up two hidden cameras – one in the dining room and one right here in your kitchen.

As of now, you had no plans to post this on your channel. But you also didn’t want to miss a minute of your man’s reaction. Until then all you had to do was play it cool for a couple more hours.

Later that Evening…

“Baby Girl, are you sure you don’t need any help?” Your husband asks after watching you make what easily had to be your third trip from the kitchen into the dining room.

Any other night you would’ve said yes, but not this one. Tonight you were flying solo. The cameras were already on and recording – you’d taken care of that before you’d started setting the table – and so far Andy hadn’t noticed a thing.

Hopefully you’d be able to keep it that way until it was time for the big reveal.

“No thanks, Big Man. This Mama only has to make one more trip and then we’ll be ready to eat.” You tell him before sitting two plates on the table in front of your two youngest children. You were down a kid tonight thanks to your oldest, Bianca, being away at a sleepover.

Andy nods before leaning over to adjust the small hand towel you’d previously tucked into the front of your three-year-old son’s t-shirt. Not that it really mattered all that much since you were positive he’d be swimming in sauce before the meal was over. But what kind of mother would you be if you didn’t at least try?

Biting your lip in anticipation, you scamper back into the kitchen to grab dinner for you and your husband. Andy’s plate was piled high with a generous serving of spaghetti and meatballs. Meanwhile, you give yourself hardly any.

And therein was the so-called prank. Earlier this week, you’d spent the better part of several hours gleefully watching as dozens of girlfriends and wives proceeded to serve their man impressive looking portions before sitting next to them with virtually empty plates for themselves. Many of the reactions had ranged from hilarious to heartwarming, with only a few dickish exceptions.

Glancing over your shoulder to ensure you weren’t being watched, you pick up various pans and quietly place them in your oven and out of sight. For this to actually work, Andy would have to believe that there wasn’t enough for seconds or leftovers. Once that’s done, you square your shoulders and confidently march back into the dining room with dishes in hand.

“I’m back.” You announce, placing a piping hot plate in front of Andy before taking your own seat at the table. “I tried something different with my sauce this time, so everybody dig in and tell me what you think.”

Andy absentmindedly rubs his palms together as he stares down at the fragrant heap of spaghetti before him. Silently, you will him to look over at what you’d served yourself, but you force yourself to remain quiet so as not to give yourself away.

“This smells amazing, sweetheart.” Your husband tells you, reaching for a piece of garlic bread. “I’ve been excited for this meal since you told me you texted me at 10:00am.”

“Glad to hear it, Daddy” You pick up the little bowl of parmesan you’d set out and hand it to your middle daughter, Katrina. “What does everybody else think?”

You take a brief glance around the table while you wait for feedback. And although you make a point of not looking at your husband, it’s impossible to miss the way he’s now staring at your nearly empty plate.

“Ooh.” You inwardly squeal, stopping just short of clapping your hands. “It’s starting!”

“What’s up with this?” His tone is rife with confusion, which only grows when you decide to ignore him in favor of dipping a small piece of bread into some sauce. “Hey – stop!”

“What?” When you finally deign to return his gaze. You have to choke back a laugh as you watch a bewildered Andy comically gesture between your two plates.

“What the fu–fudge,” he swiftly corrects, “is going on with your plate?”

“What do you mean?” You aim to keep your tone light and breezy.

Your husband lets out a frustrated sigh. “Where’s the rest of your food?” He jabs at your plate with his fork, holding up the half of a meatball you’d allowed yourself.

“This was all that was left.” You tell him with a shrug.

“What the hell are you talking about?” His confusion continues to mount even as pauses long enough to grab a napkin to wipe at his son’s increasingly messy fingers. “There was plenty of spaghetti left on the stove.” While he’s occupied you quickly check on little Rory, who appears to be faring slightly better.

“Not really.”

“Baby…” Andy pins you with a knowing look, one that you readily return.

“What? I…” You trail off, pretending to think. “After I realized BiBi wouldn’t be here tonight, I made some adjustments to the recipe. Turns out I didn’t make enough, so…” Another shrug. “This was all there was after I made everyone else’s plates.”

Andy is uncharacteristically quiet as leans back in his chair. Meanwhile, your children are busy staring at you, each of them sporting tiny, furrowed brows. Pursing your lips, you set your fork down on your plate and reach for your drink.

“You can have some of mine, Mama.” KitCat offers before sweetly pushing her plate towards you. The unexpected gesture touches your heart in more ways than one. Not to be outdone, your three-year-old twins also follow suit.

“That’s okay, babies. I’m perfectly fine.” You reassure them, swallowing the lump in your throat. “Besides, this is all I need and –”

“Thanks kiddos.” Your husband kindly interrupts as he places his napkin on the table. “That was very sweet of you, wanting to take care of your Mama like that.” His brilliant blue eyes beam with pride as he speaks. “But Daddy’s got this one.”

You’re momentarily taken aback when he stands, picking up his plate as he does. And you’re even more surprised when he motions for you to do the same.

“Can I see you in the kitchen for a moment?”

“Andrew, sweetheart, it’s okay. I promise.”

“Now, please.” It’s an order, that much you know. But at least your handsome ogre has enough sense to take on the word “please” at the end of it.

“Fine.” You huff before standing and following him out of the room, although not before encouraging your children to keep eating while you’re gone. Just because it was Friday doesn’t mean it was time to dispense their normal bedtime routines.

You were only playing a prank, not embracing total anarchy.

Once in the kitchen, you each take up residence in opposing corners. But of course, you’re careful enough to avoid blocking the view of the camera.

“Baby Girl.” Andy exhales, his fingers coming up to pinch the bridge of his nose. “Do you really mean to tell me that there’s no food left? You really made all that pasta and there’s nothing?”

“Yes, Andrew.” You lie without missing a beat. “I already told you. I trimmed down the recipe because –”

“Because Bianca is gone. Yes, I heard you.” He sets his dish down on the counter, openly scrutinizing it.

“So then what’s the problem?” You rest your back against your pantry while you wait for him to respond.

“The problem – my problem –” Andy is quick to amend, shaking his head. “– is that you expect me to sit back and watch you starve while everyone else eats. And I don’t like it.” He scrubs a weary hand over his beard. “Hand me your plate, beautiful.”

“Why?” It’s impossible to keep the suspicion out of your voice.

“Because I don’t need all of this.” He grunts, taking the plate out of your hands when you don’t comply fast enough. “In fact, I don’t need any of it. You eat and I’ll order myself a pizza after we put the kids down.”

“Andy!” You scoff, which comes out on the heels of a laugh.

“What?” The man is clearly confused by your dismissal of his offer. “I am capable of handling myself, okay? My hands work just fine.” He grates out, making a show of holding up a large, lightly calloused palm.

“But I…I made that plate for you.” You were seconds away from caving and you both knew it.

“And I’m telling you, my wonderful wife, that I want you to have it.”

“Oh, you really don’t have to –” You begin, wrapping your arms around yourself. It was time to fess up.

“Fine.” Andy breathes, taking a second to roll his broad shoulders. “Then we’ll split it.” He reaches for your hand, pulling you into his warm embrace so that he can whisper in your ear. “And then, after we put the kids down, we’ll order ourselves a pizza. Maybe open up a bottle of wine while we wait.”

“Yeah?” You murmur, relaxing as you bury your face in his chest.

God, he always smelled so good.

“Mhm.” He continues, nuzzling his nose against your curls. “And then, once we’re all giggly and buzzed, I’ll convince you to let me make love to you in front of the fireplace. We can even set up a booby trap so that we pretend like the children don’t exist.”

“Wow.” You can’t stop the giggle that bubbles its way past your lps. “Andy Bear, that sounds amazing. But I’m afraid I can’t.”

“Why the fuck not?” He rumbles as his brawny arms tighten around your smaller frame. You were pushing your District Attorney beyond his breaking point.

“Because.” Squirming out of his hold, you dance your way towards the oven in preparation for the big reveal. Hopefully your husband would be a good sport about all of this.

“Because?”

“Because…” You draw out the word, even as you go to open the oven to show him what’s inside. “There’s actually plenty of dinner leftover. See?” You throw your arms wide, but force yourself to stop just short of adding spirit fingers because you suspected he wouldn’t appreciate it.

“Baby, I swear…” Andy sighs, his hands slowly sinking into the pockets of his charcoal-colored slacks as he rocks back on his heels. Most likely to keep himself from strangling you, his lovely wife. “Why–what would possess you to lie about something like this?”

“First off, sweetheart, it’s called a prank.” You bridge the gap between your bodies so that you can wrap your arms around his trim waist. “And secondly, I saw it on TikTok. Ever heard of it?”

He glares down at you, which has you instinctively clenching your thighs together. That’s part of the reason you loved riling up your Big Man.

Being a brat got your motor running.

“I take it you have.” You stand on your tiptoes to kiss away his frown. “Well, I fell down the rabbit hole the other day while the kids were napping. There’s this whole, like, subsection that’s just pranks. And the latest one involved these women pranking their guys by serving them a huge plate of food, and then pretending like there’s nothing left for them to eat. The reactions were super entertaining, so I figured I’d test it out, you know? Just for fun.”

You grace him with your most dazzling smile, but unfortunately, he’s still having none of it. His frown only deepens as he tilts his face up towards the ceiling in an effort to summon all of his remaining patience.

“Are you mad?” Your teeth sink into your bottom lip while you wait for his answer.

“Yep.”

“C’mon, Andy Bear!” You pout before placing your hands on his biceps to give him a light shake.”Where’s your sense of humor?”

“Pretty sure I lost it the day you decided torturing me was your new favorite pastime.” He grumbles, although there doesn’t appear to be any heat in his words. “In fact, I have a feeling you just gave me several new grays.”

“Oh, don’t you dare blame me for those.” You tell him, playfully rolling your eyes at his dramatics. “I’ll have you know that you came home with those. I spotted ‘em the moment you walked through the door.” Your sassy response earns you a sharp crack to your ass, making you wince.

“Ow!”

“Brat.” He grouses, even as he presses a sweet kiss to your nose.

“Guilty as charged.” You hum, weaving your arms around his neck. “Besides, I had a feeling you wouldn’t let me starve.”

“Not sure it’s even possible to fail that challenge, Baby Girl. I mean, you’re my wife. My partner in crime. Did you really expect me to just let you go hungry?”

“You’d be surprised.” You mutter, making a mental note to show him a few videos featuring some of the men who’d actually failed the test. “But thankfully you didn’t. And neither did the kiddos. Which is why I will graciously allow you all to sleep inside tonight.”

You let out a tiny yelp when Andy suddenly grabs your ass with both hands, squeezing hard as he lifts you up. Unsure of what else to do, you immediately lock your legs around his waist. Right now you were just going along for the ride.

“Now is that any way to talk to Daddy?” Andy lovingly captures your mouth, lightly stroking his along the seam of your lips. “Especially after you played such a mean trick?” His once clouded blue eyes are now filled with mischief.

“Oh, I’m not sorry. But if it helps, I am willing to delete the video.” Your husband’s eyes go wide, letting you know that he hadn’t even considered the prospect of being recorded. So you keep talking, hoping to distract him. “And I still wanna get you drunk and take advantage of you after we put the children down for the night.” You run your fingers through his neatly coiffed hair, lightly scratching at his scalp with your nail.

“I don’t know if I should trust you.” He eyes you warily, making clear that he still hasn’t quite recovered from your earlier betrayal.

“What if…” You lean in close, lightly nipping at his earlobe. “I could find it in my heart to apologize between then and now? How does that sound, Big Man?”

“I mean I might be interested.” Andy shrugs, gently setting you on the counter before bracing his muscled arms on either side of you. “Out of curiosity, just what kind of apology are we talking about?” He gazes at you with lust-filled eyes, eagerly anticipating your response.

“The kind that’s best offered while on my knees, wearing nothing but a flimsy pair of thigh highs and garters.” You know you’ve got him when you hear him groan low in his throat.

“Fucky, baby.” Your husband hisses, burying his face in the valley between your breasts as his imagination suddenly kicks into overdrive. “Can you be sorry enough to wear the heels too? You know the ones I’m talking about.”

Oh. You knew exactly which ones he was talking about.

“I think so.” You murmur, stroking a tender hand along his back as he struggles to regain his composure.

“Then we’ve got ourselves a deal.” He grips your hips before kindly helping you down. “Now let’s go get those kids fed and off to bed.” Andy grabs your hand, tugging you behind him as you head back to the dining room to see about your babies.

“Slow down, Andrew.” You laugh as your legs scramble to keep up.

“No can do, Baby Girl.” He grunts, picking up his pace. “Daddy’s really looking forward to that apology. So be sure to eat up because…” He trails off when he comes face-to-face with his sauce covered little ones. “...You’re gonna need all of your strength.”

“You can count on it.”

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ughdontbeboring · 2 years

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Not Mine

Andy Barber x WoC Reader

sometimes things are just for borrowing…unless you know what you want

warnings: smut, marriage talk, divorce talk, Minors DNI

sidenote: my reader is always thick but this can still be read by anyone. dont use my shit anywhere in any form. if you likes it, loves it, fucks with it then reblog and comment all that good shit!! Lots of love! I appreciate yall and the love 💚

this is the dress reader is wearing!

this is the short follow up aka blurb

The hot Boston sun poured through the large floor to ceiling windows. The windows allowed you to see out but not to be seen into, not that it mattered, she’d still be right here even if the whole firm was watching. Shit the fucking world could be watching and she asked if they had a good enough view.

“Look at how wet you are” the deep Boston accent made her eyes open to get a look down at herself, his long thick fingers pumping into her.

He was right, she was wet as a ocean.

Her eyes slowly drifted up to his. Andy Barber hot shit DA stood towering over her, his stormy ocean blue eyes boring into hers while she sat spread eagle on his desk, her legs bent at the knee and hovering in the air. Her legs burn from the position and lack of support but she’s be damned if she complained with how good he was fucking her. She felt herself clench around him as her body warmed, the action causing him to smirk. He knew she got flustered whenever her gave her that eye contact.

She broke the eye contact as her eyes screwed shut, the sensation of her orgasm creeping up on her. “Shit Andy I’m almost there”.

“I know girl, I know” He said in that voice that did something to her. It was almost degrading and she felt her stomach flip. Andy was the only one who had her into that shit. It wasn’t even something she knew she liked until Andy.

His hand grabbed her neck forcing her face to angle up toward his. They stood their watching each other as he finger fucked her. There was a certain intimacy to the moment that she tried to ignore. She could see something had changed in Andy’s eyes over the months they’d been fucking.

Honestly it was supposed to be just that. Fucking. Andy was a married man. Separated from his wife but married still, until they wrapped up divorce. If they ever did. She felt like it was taking forever, not that Andy made any false promises of them being together. She just didn’t know how long she could fuck with him if he stayed married any much longer. It has already been 8 months.

Andy didn’t talk much about it and she hardly asked. She only brought it up every once in a while. A status check she’d say. Andy always had the same answer, he was still waiting on Lorie to sign.

She didn’t care what people thought about her, but she did know their “arrangement”, if anyone ever found out could be used against him and labeled a affair and in turn effect his job. Even if they didn’t start talking until they had separated and Lorie was in the process of filing.

Though she wanted this to strictly be fucking only, she didn’t want anything to ruin what Andy had worked so hard for or for people to view him negatively.

Andy would say he didn’t care, but she felt like that was his dick talking.

The rough hand around her neck tighten before her upper body was yanked forward. Her hands flew to his chest, her fingers digging into his crips white button down. Andy fingers withdrew quickly before landing 2 quick smacks to her wet pussy.

YN yelped as her body jerked.

“Oh shit Andy please” she moaned out, tears running down her face as he drove his fingers back into her. She was so close.

“Eyes” He demanded.

Her shot open at his tone and held his.

“You like knowing someone could walk in at any moment don’t you” he asked as her back arched off the desk and she grinding down on his hand. “That’s why your fucking soaking my hand baby, pussy dripping because you want someone to see you on my deck spread wide the fuck open for me, taking whatever I’ll give your greedy little pussy”.

Oh fuck him, he knew just what to say and just how to fuck her to give her unrivaled pleasure.

“Daddy” she groaned loudly as her orgasm hurdled into her. Andy watched as her eyes rolled back, her body jerked and shook on his fingers and desk. Her candy sweet slick dripping down his hand even more as the sound of her wet cunt bounced off his office walls.

He continued his assault on her swollen cunt as he stepped forward, helping her ride out her high. He pressed his heavy body into hers to help her come down from her orgasmic state.

Her face cuddled into his neck as his lips sucked on her shoulder, before leading up to her neck, anywhere he could reach.

Her breathing was starting to steady slowly.

“Damn Andy” was the only thing she could say as she started to catch her breathe. The attorney chuckled deeply as he pulled his fingers form her.

Her eyes opened just in time to see him sucking his fingers, before he pushed them into her own mouth. She sucked as she eyed him.

“Damn YN”

They both laughed before Andy pulled her into a deep passionate kiss. Her brown legs wrapped around him as her fingers gripped his shirt tighter.

Once her short summer dressed was pulled down the furtherest it would go, Andy gave her ass a final smack before running his hand up her body.

“Where were you off to before I convinced you to come by?” Andy asked causing YN to giggle.

“I’m running a little late but to meet my girls for lunch, it’s just a few block from here”

“Hmmm. So after girl time-“

“Andy your wife is here” Andy’s assistant could be heard in the office through the loud speaker. He huffed as YN slightly pulled away. “Sorry I meant Lorie” she corrected herself.

“So later?-“

“Andy”

YN and Andy turned to the voice. They were no longer touching but still pretty close. Lorie stood by the door watching them.

“Thank you for your time Mr. Barber, you really are the best in the city” YN said slightly disappointed by Lorie’s disturbance. “I’ll let you speak with Lorie”.

Andy cringed before a quick hand ran down his face. He didn’t want her to leave like this and he need Lorie’s shit right now. Unless it was about Jacob or the divorce papers he didn’t want to hear what she had to say.

YN turned on her wedges and walked toward the door, she was just passing Lorie when she spoke. YN steps came to a slow pace as she turned to Lorie not catching what she said.

“Lorie-“

“Mrs. Barber” Lorie curtly corrected YN, while cutting off Andy.

YN stood staring down at the woman, was she serious? She was going to try and play wife now? Heat started to swarm within YN’s body.

She looked between Andy who was about to speak and back to Lorie. His not yours she told herself. As much as she wanted to cuss Lorie the fuck out the reality was Andy wasn’t hers. He wasn’t Lorie’s either but she was technically his wife.

She kept her face unfazed as she took one gaze at Andy before turning to leave. His not yours.

🥴

i wrote a little extra blurb for this, kinda like a different ending, if yall want it let me know and I’ll follow up with it!

also this is the visual for yn and andy and also the visual i was inspired by.

#Andy barber #andy barber smut #andy barber fanfiction #andy barber x reader #andy barber x black!reader #andy barber angst #andy barber x you #Andy barber x woc reader #Andy barber x yn #Chris evans #chris evans characters #chris evans fanfiction #chris Evans x reader #chris Evans x you #chris Evans x yn #ughwrites #chris Evans smut

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oh this is going to be interesting, could you please write about Andy barber cheating on his wife, Lauri with his assistant, reader

The other women

warning: smut 😏🌶️

Andy and his assistant yn have been together for 3 months, yn knew that Andy was married but she didn’t care she will still fuck with him , or suck his dick under his tablet well he was talking to Laurie.

Andy have been fighting with Laurie over 2 years do to what happened with Jacob, he got tried of it ask his assistant if she will be his lover yn begin a in love it’s Andy said yes to him, Andy was all happy with his assistant even if she was in her mid twenties he loved everything from her.

Yn will receive gift from Andy like expensive perfume, bags or even lingerie for her to wear for him, yn will do everything to please him and what Laurie won’t do.

After weeks later andy had decided to get a hotel room for him and yn to celebrate a win case yn had back her favorite lingerie to give him a big surprise. Will Andy was in the meeting yn had plan everything out. She placed candles, rose petals and more

Yn was so excited to show Andy this, she went and got ready and use her red lipstick high heels, her hair done and last her lingerie, when Andy was done he went back to the room and saw everything that yn had done he called her out and yn replied “ in the room andy “ andy went to the room and saw yn all ready for him candles, wine and the one thing that caught his eyes was yn all beautiful with the red lingerie that he bought her. Andy was quickly enough to take his shirt off, one thing got to another and now yn was riding him all fast and deep Andy loving it he gray her from her hips and help me go more faster and rough, Andy didn’t care if yn make so much noise for the next door people heard her, all he cares is that his dick was being used by her tight walls.

#chris evans #chris evans x reader #ynn #chris evans x original female character #andy barber #chris evans imagine #andy barber imagine #chris evans one shot #fanfic #yn

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nana1000night · 2 years

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STARDUST REBLOG CHALLENGE Masterlist

September 🍂

Week 1 (9.7~9.11)

9/7、9/8

Diplomatic Negotiations drabble by @oh-my-damn

were-creature Wednesday: werewolf Ari and Luna by @imaginedreamwrite

Dark Tony Stark x Reader by @mrsdarkandyandere7

Avengers Game Night Headcanon by @marvel-sambuckyvibes

Steven Grant x Fem!Reader by @angelltheninth

Dennis Baker drabbles by @ littlelioncub43

Bucky Barnes | B&B SFW Alphabet by @rookthorne

One Night Stand by @caplanbuckybarnes

Dennis Baker married life by @ littlelioncub43

Whumptember 2022 prompt:sick pairing:Frank Adler /little!reader by @comfortcap

Tell him you’re mine(Curtis Everett /fem!reader) by @vivianandherlily

Forgot by @royalwriteroftheuniverse

Bring me to life part 1 by @nekoannie-chan

Love poison (Steve Rogers /fem!reader) by @empyreanwritings

9/9

‘Cause I can’t help if you look like an angel by @wildestdreamsblog

Andy Barber (Mr.Freezy) x reader by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

For You I’ll Fight || Bruce Wayne Imagine by @holymultiplefandomsbatman

Forgot - but then Steve Remembers by @royalwriteroftheuniverse

Clubs and Things by @samwilsonsbabymama

AU!Buckys and their readers by @angrythingstarlight

Fluff and nsfw (fluff part) by @ronearoundblindly

Stars and Stripes | s.w. by @sweetascanbee

There's still time (Eddie Brock x Reader) by @raincoffeeandfandoms

in layman's terms by @sweetdreamsbuck

Beautifully Unfinished by @kayteewritessteve

Midnight Stroll by @drabblewithfrannybarnes

The Feeling’s Mutual by @thenhewaswrongaboutme

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞: 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 by @buckycuddlebuddy

CE characters react when their girls withhold sex..just to tease him hc by @royalsweetteaa

9/10

The maid of Mr. Barnes - Part 6 (Bucky Barnes x Reader) by @disasterofastory

Gotcha Day | s.r. by @sweetascanbee

Summer Wedding by @royalwriteroftheuniverse

Vampire reader x steve by @ronearoundblindly

deep sea mermaid reader x steve by @ronearoundblindly

art - bucky barnes x reader by @onceuponastory

college bruce banner x g/n! reader by @fluffyprettykitty

9/11

mob boss! Steve x reader by @angrythingstarlight

Andy Barber x reader (3k wheels of filth drabble celebration) by @ the-iceni-bitch

Royal Flush-Part 5* by @ilovefandoms102

steve rogers x trench mermaid pt.2 by @ronearoundblindly

fluffy Friday (Ari x Luna) by @imaginedreamwrite

Steve x fem!reader by @sanguineterrain

once in a lifetime by @ classicalmarvel

Blanket Monster by @drabblewithfrannybarnes

Give Me a Hand? by @the-iceni-bitch

Week 2

The One in Charge by @raincoffeeandfandoms

boyfriend!Ari Levinson x student! Reader by @junipermuses

FK!Ari x reader by @onsunnyside

Jake Jensen x reader by @littlelioncub43

𝐌𝐀𝐏𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐍-𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐒 by @vivianandherlily

Mixed Signals - Part I: A Chris Evans Mini Fic (Three Parts) by @chris-evans-fics

Happy Father's Day - Jake Jensen by @justalonelyslytherin

HAPPY FATHER’S DAY - COLIN SHEA by @justalonelyslytherin

Hey, Kitty Kitty by @royalsweetteaa

Sprinkle by @buckyalpine

Heavenly Touch by @straywords

bucky barnes x reader by @annab-nana

bucky barnes x reader quote by @incorrectanything

Ari x Reader: won't you whisper soft and slow? (One Shot) by @cruelfvkingsummer

adopted a puppy CE x reader by @imyourbratzdoll

Hot Tubs and Bubs by @f10werfae

Escape by @golden-ariess

whats-it-like-being-tall-yn-is-it by @hannibals-favourite-meal

Sox (Chris Evans x Reader Headcannon) by @cevansgoatee

CE x reader 3 parts by @classicalmarvel

HONEYMOON WITH ARI by @classicalmarvel

safe in your arms by @classicalmarvel

winter things by @classicalmarvel

you make me feel like a teenager in loveee! by @classicalmarvel

3 headcanons by @classicalmarvel

Mob Bucky x F reader by @buckyalpine

Well-deserved throne by @sinner-as-saint

A morning with Stevie- questions and answers by @royalwriteroftheuniverse

Sleepy by @comfortcap

steve rogers x reader quote by @incorrectcapsicle

Fresh Fallen Snow, Part 6 by @georgiapeach30513

Civil war Bucky + overstimulation (light fic) by @buckgasms

A simple mission by @nekoannie-chan

steve rogers x reader quote by @incorrectcapsicle

40s Bucky + Virginity by @buckgasms

Summer Wedding Part 4 by @royalwriteroftheuniverse

Happy ending by @nekoannie-chan

fluffy smut steve rogers x reader by @the-iceni-bitch

Silverfox Johnny drunk rambling to his baby by @imaginedreamwrite

𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞 by @buckycuddlebuddy

Like Braille by @thenhewaswrongaboutme

Smut Dialogue: “Is that a thong?” with Ari Levinson by @the-iceni-bitch

October 🎃

S IS FOR SMOOTH by @peternoonewantsthat

Plushie Problem by @thenhewaswrongaboutme

SOMEBODY ELSE by @shedobewritingalittle

𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐓 by @vivianandherlily

Time For A Break- Chris Evans xreader fic by @sarahrogersevans

DAY 21 — THIGH FUCKING by @bucky-barnes-diaries

Flashed a Tit by @f10werfae

Summer wedding Part 6 by @royalwriteroftheuniverse

Part 5

Part 4

Part 3

Part 2

Part 1

Mafia!Bucky x Reader by @angrythingstarlight

OVER AND OVER - ARI LEVINSON SMUT by @frostironfudge

Misreaders by @royalesweetteaa

DAY 20 — THIGH RIDING by @bucky-barnes-diaries

A PLACE TO COME HOME TO by @justalonelyslytherin

I WANT YOU- CHRIS EVANS XREADER FAN FIC by @sarahrogersevans

Slice of Life by @fluffycutecevans

HEAVEN FOR YOU: PART 4 by @imaginedreamwrite

KITCHEN DISASTER by @nekoannie-chan

𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐥𝐞 𝟒 by @buckyhoney

POSTCARDS MASTERLIST by @sebbytrash

𝗖𝘂𝗽𝗶𝗱𝘀 𝗕𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸𝗳𝗮𝘀𝘁- 𝗔𝗿𝗶 𝗟𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗼𝗻 by @gutflorizt

FOOLS RUSH IN (OCT 20TH) by @ronearoundblindly

TWO OF US by @lovebittenbyevans

Drabble 1

Drabble 2

Drabble 3

Drabble 4

Drabble 5

IG Posted ｜Part 2 ｜ Part 3 ｜

Aesthetic au

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

I know heaven’s a thing, I go there when you touch me by @wildestdreamsblog

SHORT STUFF - BUCKY BARNES X READER by @youlightmeupfinn

Ransom/daycare! reader by @imaginedreamwrite

A TOUCH OF DESIRE by @maladaptivexxdaydreaming

UNTITLED DRABBLE by @joannaliceevans-fanficblog

HIS BRIDE by @joannaliceevans-fanficblog

TICKLETOBER DAY 18: CHASE by @supermarvel-fics

A DAY FULL OF SURPRISES- STEVE ROGERS XREADER FIC by @sarahrogersevans

A TEASE by @lokiandbuckysdoll

MOVING DAY by @fortheloveoffanfic

CAT-SITTING by @youre-amazing-say-it

NASTY NAUGHTY BOY || STEVE ROGERS X FEM!READER by @ro-is-struggling

college fuckboy buck x f reader by @buckyalpine

Kiss it Better by @straywords

A DATE WITH THE BOSS by @lokiandbuckysdoll

BUCKY BARNES | ONE SHOT | OKAY by @adrinktostopyourthirst

HIDE AND SEEK | STEVE ROGERS BY @earth616variant

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Your Protector, Forever BY @wildestdreamsblog

Nursing Our Hearts Back to Health BY @justalonelyslytherin

THE DAY STEVE ROGERS SAVED ME FROM A FIRE- STEVE ROGERS XREADER FIC BY @sarahrogersevans

innocent crybaby reader: bodyguard ari BY @onsunnyside

corruption kink by @holylulusworld

Writers Block by @royalwriteroftheuniverse

kinktober masterlist by @bubblessunshinehoney

Steven/Marc/Jake x F!Reader by @soonknight

Kinktober bingo by @nomadicpixel

Shorty McLovin by @f10werfae

Timeless lovin’ by @royalsweetteaa

Part 1

FARM BOY STEVE by @onsunnyside

IT’S FUN BEING BAD by @sunshinebuckybarnes

Loud Thoughts & Hot Cocoa- Chris Evans xreader fan fic by @sarahrogersevans

LOVERS IN THE ORCHARD by @vintagestarlight

Kinktober Masterlist by @luxeavenger

kinktober masterlist by @imyourbratzdoll

kinktober masterlist by @traitorjoelite

STARTING GATE by @navybrat817

werewolf Curtis x Luna by @imaginedreamwrite

The Fitness Pack masterlist by @holylulusworld

JUST A LITTLE TASTE | B. BARNES by @buckspumpkin

Kissing + Wakanda Bucky by @buckgasms

FRESH FALLEN SNOW by @georgiapeach30513

Nothing I Won’t Do- Chris Evans xreader fan fic by @sarahrogersevans

TAME by @buckyalpine

CE CHARACTERS PODCAST HEADCANNON AND WHAT THEY WOULD LISTEN TO XREADER by @sarahrogersevans

PHIL’S BIRTHDAY by @anotherfuckingmarvelfanaccount

𝙪𝙣𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 (1) ₊˚ପ⊹ 𝙗.𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙨 • 𝙨.𝙧𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙨 by @hellsbarnes

CALL IT DREAMING by @helios-writes

SAM WILSON X GN!READER (FLUFF) by @rodrikstark

BATHTIME | B.B. by @intrepidacious

HARD TO HANDLE by @rubynationwins

ok maybe not a good guy but at least a dateable guy? by @angrythingstarlight

HAPPINESS GREED? by @ace-of-gay

kinktober masterlist by @ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused

BOUND BY THE NIGHT by @jobean12-blog

SHE’S NOT YOU by @alisonsfics

Title: One Night Only by @jessybarnes

Bucky craving pumpkins with reader by @foreverindreamlandd

FRIENDLY COMPETITION by @hannibals-favourite-meal

Angrydaddy Andy forcing kitten reader to hump on his leather shoes while he is in a meeting by @onsunnyside

TOGETHER FOREVER by @syntheticavenger

EARPIECE STEVE ROGERS X GN!READER (FLUFF) by @rodrikstark

Kinktober Masterlist by @bucky-barnes-diaries

512 - B.B by @the-canary

HOMECOMINGSTEVE ROGERS X F!READER (FLUFF) by @rodrikstark

Always Enough by @jobean12-blog

Ned；bucky barnes x reader by @buckyalpine

SWEET DREAMS by @buckyalpine

WHAT YOUR HONEYMOON WITH STEVE ROGERS WOULD INCLUDE... by @alloftheimaginesblog

PRETTY GIRL by @jewels2876

JUMP WITH ME by @writercole

best friend Bucky by @buckyalpine

chris x foreigner reader by @imyourbratzdoll

andy barber x reader x steve rogers(past relationship) by @imyourbratzdoll

STAY by @librariesandcastles

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐬, 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐬. by @imyourbratzdoll

𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝑭𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝑨𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑 by @imyourbratzdoll

Growing Pains Series by @cevansbrat0007

Kinktober 2022 by @holylulusworld

COCKTAIL by @jobean12-blog

KINKTOBER DAY 12: MOMMY KINK W/ STEVE ROGERS by @marvelouscharlie24

Kinktober 2022 Masterlist by LATE-TO-THE-PARTY-81

SECRET FAMILY RECIPE - STEVE ROGERS by JUSTALONELYSLYTHERIN

DON’T SAY ANYTHING (PART 3) by CUMONBUCKY

DON’T SAY ANYTHING (PART 2) by CUMONBUCKY

animal shifter au by SARGENTBARXES

boss!vampire!bucky x PA plus size reader by SEBASTIANSLUTS

SHOW ME by SPECTRE-POSTS

DO YOU WANT TO HAVE AN ALPHA? by WELLDONEBECA

THIRD WHEEL by HANNIBALS-FAVOURITE-MEAL

"YOU KEPT THIS?" by JUSTALONELYSLYTHERIN

SAME SIDE by NEKOANNIE-CHAN

KINKTOBER DAY 10: BITING W/ LLOYD HANSEN by MARVELOUSCHARLIE24

Second Chance- Steve Rogers xreader fan fic by SARAHROGERSEVANS

THE MAID OF MR. BARNES + LONG NIGHT (BUCKY BARNES X READER) by DISASTEROFASTORY

AUTUMN IS HEALING by RONEAROUNDBLINDLY

𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐬: Ari Levinson and Nomad Steve Rogers by LILACEVANS

what each of the guys' dicks look like and i need to know your opinion now by VALLEYFAE

I Will Never Forget. He Never Did Either by ROYALWRITERSOFTHEUNIVERSES

November ❄️

Week 1

Week 2

Week 3

Week 4

December ☃️

Week 1

Week 2

Week 3

Week 4𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞: 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝

#stardust reblog challenge #nana's reblog challenge

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thefallennightmare · 2 years

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Guilt-One

Pairings: Andy Barber x Reader

Warnings: fluff, mostly angst, swearing, and some implied smut here and there.

Summary: When a murder hits the small-town reader lives in and personally attacks the family she works for, she would never image the toll that it would take on her as well. But not for the reason people would think. The last thing Reader thought she would find herself in during the murder trial was falling in love with her boss, Andy Barber and him returning those feelings.

Authors Note: Here we go! This will take place during Defending Jacob. This first chapter is kind of a filler one, getting to know reader and what not. Nothing too exciting happens. If anyone would like to be tag, let me know!

The semi loud music bounced around the bar, laughter rising just an octave above, as I sat at a table surrounded by friends. There was a joke that had been told moments before, one that I hadn’t paid any attention to but still laughed along. The alcohol was warm but cool as it traveled down my throat, the taste clinging to my tongue.

Saturday night in Newton, Massachusetts was a lively time, especially at the bar I was currently in. It was an older bar, nothing compared to the new ones that had opened the last few years, but that didn’t bother me or my group of friends. We had a pact that every Saturday we would meet for drinks to discuss the hell of a work week we had endured. I, however, never had a hell of a time at work, which is what we had all been joking about.

“I’m telling you, Y/N, the only reason why you don’t hate your job is because you work for one of the most famous families in Newton,” My friend had said.

I scoffed. “They’re not famous, Jess. He’s a lawyer and Laurie works at a children's center,” I defended.

It was my friend's turn to scoff. “He’s not some lawyer. Andy Barber is an assistant district attorney. That's like the big guns.”

“As I mentioned, they’re not famous,” I smiled, taking another drink of my beer.

My other friend, Emily, merely shook her head at me. “They treat you like you’re the second kid, Y/N. You can work whenever you want, and you get paid a lot.”

The alcohol had its grip deep into my friends and I couldn’t help but laugh at them. “You two are acting like I sit on my ass every day. I’m their housekeeper and sometimes watch their teenage son; it’s nothing glamorous.”

I had been the Barber’s housekeeper for the last six months. Laurie had found my resume online and after meeting her once, she hired me on the spot; anyone that could help her with the housework and keeping an eye on her son. He was a teenager, but Laurie still wanted to make sure he was behaving as he was raised too. It had been, as my friends said, pretty easy, but it wasn’t the work that bothered me or made it tough; it was the massive crush I had on my boss.

Andy Barber, Laurie’s husband.

I knew deep down that it was a ridiculous crush. Andy was a very attractive man and charming, but he was married. I was the last thought on his mind. Compared to his wife, Laurie, I was lower on the attractive scale.

My friends would completely disagree, however.

“Em, I wouldn’t compare Y/N to their child, since she’s in love with Andy,” Jess said with a wink.

I hushed her, afraid that someone was listening. “I don’t love him! Oh God, it’s like we’re back in high school with the way we’re talking.”

We all shared a laugh and settled into a different conversation for a while. But that said conversation seized when my eyes landed on the new figure that had walked into the bar, my stool facing the doorway. The butterflies low in my stomach fluttered to life while my heart hammered into my chest. My friends followed my gaze and soon a grin spread to their faces.

“Well, speak of the devil and he’ll show his face.”

My eyes sliced into them, hoping they would get the silent message to not do what I knew they were going to do.

“I’ll get the next round! Y/N, did you want anything?” Jess asked, a little too loudly on purpose.

“You bitch,” I breathed.

Looking back at the man in the doorway, our gazes met, and my hands began to shake under the table. His intense gaze was enough to lock me into my seat and when a small smile played at his lips, all of my breath was sucked out.

Andy took a few large strides towards our table, and I gave myself a quiet pep talk, hoping it would calm my nerves. I had only been around Andy a handful of times, his work schedule keeping him in his office the majority of the day. We would only see each other in the morning when I arrived, and he was leaving and vice versa at the end of the day. We also had a few conversations here and there, making small talk, so we didn’t know anything about each other.

So why was I head over heels for him?

Have you seen that face?

“Fancy seeing you here,” Andy smirked as he approached the table.

“I could say the same to you.”

Thankfully all the nerves were non apparent in my voice.

“I’ve been coming to Ed’s for years. This is the first time in a few months that I’ve actually been able to get a drink,” He informed me.

“Is Laurie meeting you here?” I asked, trying not to let the jealousy show.

Andy shook his head. “I’m meeting a few guys from the office.”

I nodded while Emily had coughed, clearly wanting me to introduce them to Andy. With a few names and smiles, the two of them chatted with him while I marveled at his soft features. His blue eyes shone bright under the low light of the bar and the few strands of gray in his beard complemented his olive skin tone.

Guilt suddenly filled me when my eyes landed on the ring on his left hand. Andy was married and here I was, practically drooling over him.

“Hey, everything alright?”

Looking into Andy’s eyes, I nodded. “Yeah. I got lost in my thoughts.”

“I’m sure you did,” Jess spoke.

With a swift kick to her shin under the table, I gave Andy my attention once again. “I won’t keep you from your friends. See you on Monday?”

He nodded. “I’m going into the office late that morning, so I’ll be home in the morning with you.”

Biting the inside of my lip at the thought of the two of us alone, I nodded. “See you then.”

The way Andy smiled at me turned me into a pile of mush and with one more goodbye, I was alone with Emily and Jess once more.

“You’ve got it bad, Y/N,” Emily noted.

I groaned; eyes trained hard on Andy's backside. “I know.”

#andy barber x reader #andy barber #defending jacob #andy barber x yn #andy barber and reader #andy barber and yn #andy barber smut

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sunnysidevans · 2 years

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Plus One - A Barber

Pairing: Andy Barber x Reader

Synopsis: After recieving an invitation to your ex's wedding, you are left trying to find someone to be your 'boyfriend'. Who better than your boss?

Warnings: 18+ as always. Some angst, mentions of defending jacob spoilers , mentions of heartbreak, down right tooth rotting fluff.

“YOU ARE FORMALLY INVITED”

The envelope stared back at you. The Times' New Roman font mocking you. Tossing it aside, pushing your hair from your face, sighing. “(y/n)” you perk up at Andy’s voice, smiling up at the man in front of you. “Hi Andy” you smile, standing to meet him, even in heels not compared to his height. “Can you help me look over this?” he shyly smiles, holding the manila folder up. You nod, grabbing your things to follow him to his office. Sitting down beside him you can’t help but the smell of his cologne to overwhelm you, the sandalwood bringing a sense of comfort.

“So, I guess I feel like my argument isn’t enough” meeting his eyes you chuckle. “Andy, you always have a good argument” he shakes his head, licking his lips, lips you’ve thought about too many times to count. “Run it by me, let me hear it” he chuckles, nodding and standing. “What case is it?” you take the folder, looking over the file, nodding. “Alright, lay it on me counselor” he chuckles, nodding.

He buttons his jacket,wearing the forest green set you absolutely adored on him. “Okay, opening statements” you cross your legs over the other, watching as he paces. Anytime he was in the courtroom, he paced. “This is a woman who has experienced so much pain, a man who took away the only thing she had. Her innocence” watching him talk with his hands, motioning to you as if you were his client. “A woman who just wants the man who hurt her, abused her to pay for what he did, to pay for taking away her pride, her will” he unbuttons his jacket again, turning to you.

“That man, he took everything from my client, he took her peace of mind, he took her light, buried it in a box and he destroyed her” he faces you then, biting his lip. You clap, laughing. “Andy what? That is amazing!” you stand walking to meet him face to face. “Why are you so worried? That is really unlike you” he sighs, running a hand down his face as he sighs. “I don’t know, I'm not used to doing these kinds of cases” you nod, squeezing his arm. “It was the perfect opening statement counselor” he chuckles, smiling as his hand rests atop yours. “You are too good to me” you chuckle, shrugging. “What can I say?” he laughs.

You have been working for Andy for almost two years. Graduating law school and choosing to relocate to Boston. Andy’s firm falling into your lap. After the hardest breakup of your life, you just needed something new. Boston and Andy were just that. You landed in the District Attorney's office and haven’t left yet. Sitting down at your desk, you sigh. Picking back up the invitation you open it fully.

The detail in the invitation made you smile slightly. It was well thought out, simple.

“YOU ARE FORMALLY INVITED TO THE WEDDING OF STEVEN GRANT ROGERS AND MARGARET ELIZABETH CARTER”

staring back at the invitation made your heart drop. You knew the day was coming, it was obvious from the various social media posts the two of them were together, though you chose to ignore them. You were happy for Steve. He was the one that got away from you. The love of your life that you gave everything to. The reason you landed in Boston. You sniffle, wiping your cheeks as you didn’t realize you had started to cry. It felt silly, as you stare at the beautiful invitation, it felt silly to cry over something so small, so simple. Tucking it back into the envelope you shove it into the drawer to your left as you meet the red digits on the clock to your side.

Andy would not be happy at the overtime you put in but he wouldn’t complain. Shutting the lights off to the office you left the work day and the invitation is nothing but a past memory.

Setting your things down on your desk, you smile at the girls around the office, all soft whispers that you chose to ignore. Taking the Starbucks cup into the office, you stop at Andy’s pacing. “Mr.Barber '' you smile, walking to him as you hold out his normal, black with one shot of espresso. “You know better than to call me Mr.Barber'' he grins, taking the cup from your hands as he sips it. “I just could tell you were stressed out, wanted to make you smile” you chuckle, as he smiles,nodding. “I’m not usually this nervous” you nod, sitting down in the chair in front of his desk, crossing your leg over the other. “Why are you nervous?” you question as he sits beside you. “I don’t really know, this is a big case and I want it to go right, I want to help these people '' you nod, smiling.

“You are going to do the best with these clients, you always do well” you stand, looking at him as you smile. “I have files to sort through but I will see you when you get back okay?” he nods, sending you another soft smile. “Thank you (y/n)” nodding as you shut the door behind you with a soft thud.

Looking up from the file in your hands, you smile. Andy was on his way to his next hearing, you smirk. “Good luck counselor” he stops, looking at you as he grins. He could feel the flutter in his heart, the way his stomach fluttered at the smirk on your lips. He nods, sending you an almost same smile. “I know you can do it” you smile then, closing the folder and holding it to your chest. You were someone who has become so important to him.

He knew you experienced the bad break up, you spoke rarely about. He knew how it felt for you, falling in love and marrying his college sweetheart. He knew your heart was in the right place.

The sound of the mahogany door slamming could be heard all the way on the other side of Newton, startling you in your seat at Andy's suit jacket and briefcase slammed on your desk. All eyes fall on the door, holding the fuming man behind it. Standing tentatively, knocking gently on the door. “Come in!” Andy yells, making it inside his office. Pacing angrily in front of his desk, his tie loosened from his neck. “What?!” he snaps, his eyes falling on you at the door. “Didn’t go well?” you whisper, standing against the door. His shoulders sag, the tension in them almost floating in the air in his office. Running his hand over his face he sighs, leaning against his desk. “No,” he chuckles, shaking his head.

Walking to stand in front of him, you cross your arms over your chest, looking over his face. “Tell me what happened” sitting down in the chairs in front of him, looking up at him. He meets your eye, a small patch of butterflies in his stomach, looking up at him with so much compassion and worry for him. He wasn’t used to that.

“They ruled in favor of the father, fucking-” he sighs, looking back at you. “Fucking Neil had evidence under his belt and blindsided me and- He’s a god damn dick” a small giggle falls from your lips, looking at him. “That I already knew Andy '' he nods, shoving his hands in his pockets. “I’m sure you did your best, you aren’t going to win them all Andy '' he nods, looking at you with a small smile. “You always know what to say '' standing from your seat, you chuckle. “What are assistants for?” making your way to the door, you stop. “Also” turning to face him as he raises his brows.

“Don’t throw your briefcase at me again Barber '' you point your manicured figure at him.

He laughs and nods, holding his hands up in surrender.

–

The weeks passed quickly. The caseloads for the District Attorney piled up quickly. Meaning more filing and less time for anything more than case after case. You worked well with Andy and he always counted you as part of his team, a team where you give up your social life and work till late hours of the night. Opening the drawer to your left for the extra box of paperclips, the cream colored envelope with the delicate handwriting of your name stopped you. You hadn’t had time to even think about Steve’s wedding.

You hadn’t even thought if you even wanted to attend, the idea of burning the invitation and moving on was sounding better every second you thought of it. Grabbing the box of paperclips you shut the drawer just as quickly as you opened it.

Putting the rest of the files together, you stand and make your way to Andy’s office. You were hoping to slip out early as the week took a toll and you desperately needed a glass of wine. “Come in'' Andy's voice pulls you from the thoughts of wine and sleep as you slip in and make your way to his desk.

“Here’s more case files for you” setting the folders down he looks up to meet your eye. His brows furrowed as he took in the way you seemed sad, drained. “Hey” he stands, making his way around the desk to stand in front of you. “What's going on?” he sits on the edge of his desk beside you as you sigh. “I’m just really tired” you smile tiredly at him as he nods, shoving his hands in his pockets.

“Now, you’ve been my assistant for quite a while now, I know when something is bothering you” you chuckle, sitting against his desk beside him. “The love of my life is getting married and-and it’s not me” you shrug, crossing your arms over your chest as he looks over to study your face. He notices the frown, the way you bite your lip to avoid shedding tears. “It’s okay to feel that way you know” he speaks up after a few moments of silence. “I guess I expected it to be us,” you nod, looking at him. “I also didn’t expect an invitation to it, let alone to go alone” you chuckle, “if i even decide to go” he nods beside you.

“You don’t have to go alone, you know?” you nod, shrugging. “I don’t have a boyfriend as I can’t get over my ex-boyfriend and friends are limited” he chuckles, looking at you. “I’m your friend” you smile at him, the soft smile on his lips. You nod, slouching back against his desk. “I know you are, I appreciate you” he chuckles, smiling. “How about this” you look at him at the sound of his voice.

“How about I go as your boyfriend?” your head snaps over to him,looking over his face. A face full of seriousness.

“Andy,” he shrugs, smiling. “I love a good wedding and then you don’t have to go alone” you nod slowly, biting your lip. “You can just go as my friend, not my boyfriend” you look over to see his blue eyes as he shrugs. “I think it’s a good plan, that way we go and you show a united front, he moved on, so did you” you nod slowly, looking at him. “That’s actually a great plan” you chuckle as he laughs beside you. “You let me know where you need me and we’ll do it” you smile, nodding. “Well I need a week off to go to New York so then… You need a week off” you chuckle as he nods smiling.

“Week off it is, for wedding and road trip” you smile your head falling onto his shoulder. “I can’t thank you enough for this Andy '' he smiles, head falling on top of yours. “It is my pleasure darling” you chuckle, smiling. It was then you felt the flutter in your heart, the butterflies you were experiencing that you hadn’t experienced in the years of on and off relationships. In the years that you had been suffering through your breakup with Steve.

Making it back to your desk, you pull the envelope from the drawer, smiling as you slide out the invitation, RSVP’ing with the plus one box checked. “Have a good night, take tomorrow for yourself okay?” you look up at Andy’s furrowing your brows. “What? Why? You are full tomorrow” he smiles, sliding an envelope to you as he shrugs. “I’ll be okay without you one day, Go get yourself something for the wedding okay?” you take the envelope, noticing the money inside. “Andy,” he shrugs, smiling.

“Just practicing my boyfriend duties' ' you chuckle, smiling and nodding as you shove the envelope into your purse. “Have a good night Andy” he smiles, sending you a wink. “You too Darling ''.

“He just gave you an envelope with money in it?” Yelena asks over the phone, sipping the glass of wine you nod, licking your lips. “He did! Told me he wanted to practice his ‘boyfriend duties’ whatever that could mean” she laughs. “I think he may be into you more than just co-workers” you shake your head, setting the glass down as you sigh. “I don’t think so, Andy is, well he is andy and I’m me” you huff. “What could that even possibly mean? You are right, you are you and he seems into you!” filling the glass you sigh. “I haven’t felt anything for a man since Steve” you admit, she sighs.

“I know that, I know the toll he took on you but you have to think” you hum. “I think this is good for you, real boyfriend or not, I think Andy is into you” you laugh, falling back onto the couch. “Maybe this was the awakening I needed?” you ask as she chuckles. “Exactly!” you smile. “I can’t wait for you to meet him, I think you’ll love him” she smirks on the other line. “I am positive I will love him”. Biting your lip you try to bite back the smile.

You were hoping and praying she did, her opinion meaning the world to you. “‘I’ll see you in a matter of weeks lena” she chuckles, the russian accent slipping out. “You better cectpa”.

The red circle on your desk calendar stared back at you. Steve’s wedding was in the matter of five days, leaving Boston in three. “(y/n)” you look over your shoulder at the voice, smiling at the intern, Veronica. “Is there anything I should keep up on when you and Mr.Barber are out of the office?” you smile, shaking your head. “Not at all, I can handle it all when I return” you send her smile as she bites her lip nervously. “What is it?” you ask as she sighs heavily. “You seem upset to be taking the time off? Like that calendar put a personal attack on you” chuckling you shrug.

“It’s alot of personal stuff but I am okay I promise” you smile as she nods, sending you a friendly smile. “(y/n)!” you send her another smile and a wink, “duty calls”. Making your way to Andy’s office, you shut the door quietly behind you. “Yes Mr.Barber” his eyes fall to you, he feels that flutter in his chest again, one he hadn’t felt in many years.

“You know better” he points as you smirk, arms crossing over your chest. “I just want to check with you, are you ready to leave and all is set up?” he asks, sitting beside you. You nod. “I got the hotel all booked and everything is good! I think all that's left is, facing the wedding itself” he nods, sending you a soft smile. “I heard Veronica out there, are you okay?” you sigh, shrugging. “It’s weird to go to your ex-boyfriends wedding but it’s not something I can’t handle” he nods, hand falling ontop of yours with a soft smile. “Not anything you have to face alone, okay?” you smile sadly, nodding. The butterflies coming in waves at the way his hand felt on yours, almost made for the other. “Thank you, I appreciate you doing this for me” he nods, smiling. “What are friends for” you smile, nodding, giving his hand a squeeze.

The three days passed with a blink of an eye. Before you knew it you were packing your bags into the back of Andy’s Audi. “Are you sure you want to do this?” you stop, looking up to the six foot man beside you. He furrows his brows, setting the suitcase in hand down as he faces you in his dark wash jeans and navy sweatshirt. Even in normal clothes he looked absolutely stunning. “Are you?” he asks, hand on his hip as the other falls to your shoulder, in comfort.

You nod quickly. “Don’t lie to me” he steps in front of you, meeting your eye level as you meet the blue eyes that seem to pull you in and drown in the oceans. “I-” you open your mouth to close it again, biting back the tears you didn’t realize you were holding back. “Talk to me” he puts his hands on your arms, looking over your face. He didn’t know why he was feeling the pang in his chest at the sight of your tears, or why he felt the need to protect you at all costs. “I can’t believe I’m going to this' ' you look up at him, he nods slowly.

“We don’t have to go” he states as you shake your head. “I have people expecting me, I just- I thought this was going to be me and him not me bringing my ‘boyfriend'’” he felt the pang in his chest again at the air quotes you used over boyfriend. You feel his chest before you realize it, nuzzling deeper into the soft sweatshirt he wore as he hugged you tight. “We’re gonna go and show him what he is missing okay?” you nod against his chest with a chuckle. “Now get your ass in the car, we have a road trip to take!” you laugh, nodding as you wipe your cheeks. Stopping at the passenger side door, you notice him packing your things in the back, smiling softly.

“I spy with my little eye, something yellow” you pop the chip into your mouth as you explore the never ending highway. Stopping on a yellow taxi two lanes over. “The taxi!” you point as he laughs beside you,nodding. “Good!” you smile, falling back into the seat with a smile. “Thank you for doing this, I keep saying it but I can’t thank you for coming with me” he smiles, looking over to meet your eye briefly.

“I don’t mind, I love a good wedding, remember?” you chuckle,nodding. “With Bucky as his best man, it will be a good one” he chuckles, “bucky?” he asks as you smile. “Bucky is Steve’s best friend, since like eight” you look over at him.

“He is married to Yelena’s big sister Natasha, Yelena being my best friend” he nods slowly, smiling. “She is going to love you” you speak your thoughts aloud, biting your lip as you watch for his reaction, heart fluttering at the smile on his lips. “She will huh?” you nod, chuckling. “I think she’s more excited to meet you than to see me and I haven’t seen her in a few years” he chuckles at that, peaking at the phone to continue the directions. “Anything else I need to know?” you chuckle, adjusting in the seat. “Well you’ll meet Wanda and her husband Vision” he chuckles, “his name is vision?” you nod with a smile.

“He’s very geeky but sweet,” he nods, smiling. “There’s Tony and his wife Pepper, Tony is well Tony but Pepper and their little girl are great!” he nods, smiling.

The sun began to set as you continued your drive. A 3 hour drive turning into 5 due to accidents in the way of travel as well as other minor traffic delays. Andy looks over at the silence, smiling as he notes you had fallen asleep mid his ramble, he notes to tease you about falling asleep on him in the morning.

He turns back to the road, his hand falling to your knee, rubbing soothing circles. He never really expected the trip to mean so much to him but between the hours of sitting in traffic he learned more about you than he had in the time you’ve worked for him. Pulling into the hotel parking lot, he looks over to meet your sleeping face, tucked into the seat facing him as you hold his jacket closer to your body. Climbing out he makes his way to the passenger side, gently shaking you. “Sweetheart” he whispers, moving a piece of hair from your face as you shift, groaning. “There you are” he whispers again, smiling as you meet his smiling face.

“Hi” you mumble, rubbing your eyes as he holds his hand out to you. “C’mon sweetheart, we’re here” sighing heavily as you put your hand in his, climbing out and falling into his side, he chuckles. “Let's check in and upstairs okay? I’ll come get the bags once I get you settled” you nod, following beside him as you keep the bear hold on his waist. He smiles at the women at the desk, sending a sympathetic smile as you hold onto him tighter, afraid he’d go anywhere, he notes that he wouldn’t be anywhere else.

“It’s gonna be under (y/n)” she nods, typing everything on the computer as she hands him the two keys, with a smile. “Have a good night” he nods,taking the cards as he helps you to the elevator.

Swiping the card and the green light pops up, Andy pushes through the door, hoisting you over his shoulder to carry you inside, squealing you and gripping his shirt tightly. “Andy” you slur in your tired state as he chuckles. “C’mon little one, let's get you to bed” you sigh, body relaxing against his as you nod. “I am so sleepy” he nods, “I had no idea” you slap his back at that, a chuckle following. Soon the softness of the hotel sheets meet your skin as you fall into the bed, sighing. “It’s so soft” you smile, rolling over to get comfortable. Andy tucking the sheets around your body. “Get some sleep okay?” he chuckles as the snores fall from your lips, already asleep.

He leans down, kissing the top of your head gently as he sits beside you on the bed, this week may drive him crazy, you drive him crazy. He hasn’t had this feeling in so long, he’s unsure of what to do, he smiles at your soft snores. Shaking his head as he stands to make his way out to get the bags.

“No” you whimper, hand stopping him as you shake your head, dazed and half away.

“Stay”

Andy stands at the end of the bed, hand on his hip as he looks over the ties that litter the end of the bed. “How can a man own so many ties?” you ask, standing beside him in your own dress. He looks over, any thought gone as he looks you up and down, his eyes falling over every single curve. “Andy” you snap your fingers in front of his face, he looks up to meet your eye again as you smile. “Mr.Barber '' you tsk, looking back at the ties on the bed, crossing your arms as you smile. “Go with the black, it’s the best option, a nice classic black tie” you smile, making your way back to the bathroom to do your makeup. You stand in the mirror, biting your lip as you watch him still decide over the ties.

Taking a deep breath, grabbing the makeup from the bag. A wedding that wasn’t your own. You were starting to over-think the decision to come, thinking maybe it would’ve been better to stay in Boston. You watch as he struggles tying the tie, biting your lip and you make it out to him. “Let me help you” he chuckles nervously. “You’d think after all these years I’d know how to tie a damn tie” you shake your head, tying it and tightening it. Running your hands down his chest and along his jacket to smooth it out, “There. You look, good Mr.Barber” he smiles. He notes the way your eyes have a small twinkle behind them, a smile on your lips.

“Are you sure you are ready for this?” he asks, the steps of the venue only steps away. You nod, looking up at him with a deep breath. “We can back out and go home if you want, I do not mind” he smiles down at you, a soft but comforting smile. You shake your head again, meeting his soft smile. “I can’t ask anyone else to be here with me but you Andy” he smiles, moving to your left with his hand held out to you. “Let’s do this, Darling” he winks as you giggle, sliding your hand into his. You note the way his fingers lace with yours, a smile making its way on your lips as you make your way in the venue. “(y/n)!” you recognize the accent, smiling as you give Andy's arm a squeeze.

“Lena!” you squeal as your best friend makes her way into your arms, squeezing you. “Hi” you whisper, smiling at the warm embrace. “Hi” she pulls you arm's length, smiling as her eyes look you up down, falling over your shoulder at a sheepish smiling Andy. “You must be Andy” she grins, moving to the man beside you. “And you must be Yelena” he smiles, hand held to the blonde as she smirks, looking him up and down before she’s pulling him into his own hug.

You can hear the oof of his body connecting with hers, smiling at the both of them as you admire the venue.

Linking your arm back with Andy's, you give him a squeeze gently. “You okay?” he leans down to whisper in your ear, you sigh. “As okay as I can be I guess” he nods, bringing your knuckles to his lips, kissing it soothingly. “I’ve got you okay?” you nod, squeezing his hand, kissing his cheek gently. “You do” you smile, following him inside the venue. “Oh wow” you look around at the decorating of the venue, smiling sadly at small details you knew were Steve’s planning. Feeling the secured and grounding arm around your waist, you meet Andy's sympathetic eye.

“Ladies and Gentleman, If I could ask everyone to sit” you let out a soft chuckle at the sound of Natasha’s voice. Sliding into the chairs, you smile at Yelena beside you to your right, Andy to your left, a secure hand on your knee. “I think it was ballsy to invite you” Yelena whispers, you shake your head. “We’re still friends Lena” you smile sadly at her as she smirks. Furrowing your brows you look at her, she leans closer, whispering in your ear. “I see the way he looks at you, he’s so into you”. You frown as she smirks, sending you a wink.

Standing at the opening cords of the piano, your eyes meet Bucky's, sending him a friendly wink as he sends one back, you smile, hand falling to Andy’s, sliding your hand into his. Andy leans back to whisper in your ear, “he left you for her?” you hold back your chuckle, squeezing his hand. “Yes” you whisper back as you watch Peggy make her way to Steve, who stood, wiping his cheeks with his knuckles. You could feel Andy’s eye roll from where you stood. “Be nice” you nudge him as you sit down.

Your hands sitting in your lap as you smile at him. “I’m being nice but I won’t lie I don’t see the reason” he whispers as you chuckle. “His loss my win” you look at him then, smiling and giving his hand a squeeze. “Exactly” you wink. The ceremony was beautiful, you admitted. After the two newlyweds made their way out of the venue, you stood, holding tightly onto Andy. He turns, his hand cupping your cheek as you smile, leaning into the embrace. “Thank you for coming” you whisper, kissing his palm as he smiles. “I’ve got you” he smiles, kissing your forehead as your eyes fall closed. Following the crowd out you stop Andy, pulling him aside.

“Are you okay?” he asks, you smile. Pulling him down by his tie, you connect your lips. The soft scratch of his beard against your skin burned so well compared to the softness of his lips. He kissed you as if you were a delicate flower, nurturing you. “I’m perfectly okay” you whisper against his lips, smiling.

“You are an amazing man Andy” he smiles, cupping your cheeks, “and you are the most amazing woman” you smile, leaning up to connect your lips again.

“Now please let me welcome, Mr and Mrs Rogers!” bucky yells, clapping as Steve and Peggy make their way into the room, you sip the wine a bit more heavily at the appearance. Andy chuckles at your side, smiling. “I don’t see why he left you for her” he mumbles into his whiskey. “Me either” you look over at Natasha’s voice. “Romanoff” you smile at the red head as her eyes fall to the man beside you. “And this is?” she asks, licking her lips behind her own smirk. “This is my boyfriend Andy” you smile, “Andy this is Natasha, Yelena’s big sister as well as a good friend”.

He smiles, nodding, holding his hand out to her. The butterflies in his gut couldn’t stop as you called him your boyfriend, he knew after this he would go back to your boss and do nothing but friendly work. “Nice to meet you” they exchange pleasantries before Andy's eyes fall to Bucky, who makes his way beside his wife.

“James Barnes” you smirk, moving from behind Andy with a smirk. “(y/n) (y/l/n)” he returns the smirk. “Get in here” you pull him into a hug, hugging him tightly as he returns it. “I’ve missed you” you smile,slapping his arm with a shake of your head. “You do not need to lie to me” you smile, as he chuckles, wrapping his arms around Natasha.

After the meal was served and the cake was cut, you smile at the song. “Come dance with me” you stand, hand held out to Andy. The sound of “for you” flowing through the speakers. He rolls his eyes, standing as he takes your hand, following you to the floor. You wrap your arms around his neck, smiling.

Swaying with you in his arms was something he didn’t know he wanted til it was happening now, in front of him. You sing along softly, “Been waiting a lifetime for ya, been breaking for a lifetime for ya, wasn’t lookin for love til i found you” you sing to him, smiling as you sway. Moving your hand from the back of his neck, you cup his cheek.

“Andy” you whisper up to him, smiling at his own smile. “(y/n)” he replies, smiling. You pull him down then, connecting your lips to his again, smiling at the softness. His hands fall to your waist, pulling your body closer to him. Needing air, his forehead falls to yours as he smiles, whispering. “I must ask” you smile, nodding as your hands fall to his chest. “I wouldn’t mind if you were my plus one” giggling you slap his chest gently. “DInner when we get home? I want to treat you properly” you bite back the smile. “Are you sure? Me?” he nods, cupping your cheeks.

“After lauries death, I have tried to jump back into the dating scene, tired the hookups i’m not proud to say but” you giggle. “This- You are the first person i’ve felt ready, ready to try” you smile, nodding slowly. “Then yes, I will be your plus one for dinner” you grin, pulling him back down to connect your lips.

Sealing the deal of many many more plus one’s.

a/n: uhhh i didn't realize this was so long??? holy crap. I needed a fluffy Andy fic and this was so fun to write. thank you for the love.

of course, if you are interested in reading more, you can find my library here.

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cloudystevie · 3 years

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What do you think about Andy/Chris and the reader usually having sweet soft sex but one time Andy/Chris loses control and just fuck the reader (the word Daddy can be used) 🥵

i think many horni thoughts👁👅👁

warnings: just a quick little something so its not my best work, (first time) daddy kink, brief praise kink, orgasm denial but not really, mild choking, language, implied oral f receiving, and unprotected sex. (also i just think the gif is hot lol)

“that’s it honey, fuck you feel so good.” andy dropped his head back, large hands splaying on your hips as he slowly dragged his cock in and out of your pulsing hole

you whimpered, head falling back against the pillow as pleasure fogged your mind. the way andy always doted on you and your every need, making sure you were pleased before he gave into his own arousal

he pressed his forehead to yours, moving so his fingers were intertwined in yours as his warm breath fanned over your face

the moment was one of pure intimacy, your mouth moving faster than your brain could catch up,

“wha-what did you say?” he asked you, pulling his forehead away from yours and leaving you confusied, though there was a certain edge to his voice that had you squirming in surprise

“i- what?”

andy growled; a sound you had never heard from his lips but it pulled straight from his chest, rumbling in its depth

and suddenly his hand was curled around your throat, not actually applying pressure but resting there, another display of his unexpected but appreciated dominance

“daddy, daddy! i’m sorry i didn’t mean to i-” you shrieked

“say it again.”

your expression masked into one of confusion, but you gulped thickly again at the darkness in his eyes and heaving of his chest; his cock twitching inside of you

but his tone sent chills down your spine, you had never seen this side of andy; so threatening and demanding but you certainly weren’t complaining so,

“daddy.”

he audibly groaned, fucking into you with more vigor and left you with nothing to do except grasp at the bedsheets or his back; anything you could grab for stability because he was probably bruising your cervix with the intensity of his ruts

“baby if you wanted daddy to fuck you, all you had to do was ask.”

the emphasis on the cuss word had you gasping in shock, quickly getting distracted again when his thumb ran quick circles over your clit

and something about him referring to himself as daddy...

and then there was the way he was slamming his hips into yours, manhandling your legs up so they bent at your knee and allowed him full access to everything

his eyebrows furrowed as they glued to where your bodies met, your arousal literally dripping onto the mattress

his strong thighs were slapping against yours, and this time he wrapped a firm hand around your throat and forced you to maintain eye contact as his dirty talk never stopped

he knew you liked this side of him just as much as he did, how you instantly submitted and were renderred to a mess of incoherent whines and mewls

he was wondering how far you were willing to go in that submission, and the thought had his balls tightening

“i’m gonna- gonna cum so hard daddy!”

he groaned breathlessly, his peak approaching quickly given how you were so wrecked beneath him

“wait for me princess, don’t you dare fuckin’ cum without my permission.”

a loud whine emitted itself from your throat, you weren’t sure how much longer you could hold off with how particularly aroused you were

“daddy i can’t wait!”

he sighed, grabbing your jaw and squishing your cheeks together to ensure your focus was on him

“yes you can and you will. daddy’ll count down for you.”

“5.” his thrusts picked up momentum, though beginning to get sloppier when you tightened around him

“4.” your back was arching off the bed, a sheen layer of sweat coating your skin and your chest pressing against his broad one

“3.” andy grunted, the heavy headboard beginning to creak and push against the wall with the sheer power of his cock impaling you

“2.” your legs began to quiver, bottom lip caught between your teeth in an attempt to hold back your sobs from the pleasure coursing through your veins

“1. cum on daddy’s dick, come on fuck i’m gonna fill you up.”

you screamed as you hit your peak, body jerking violently and you closed your eyes because you felt like you were on cloud 9

andy’s cum spurted into you, painting your walls and his head dropped to the crook between your neck and shoulder and biting down

“so fucking gorgeous, good girl.”

the praise was appealing to your blissed out mind and he could tell by the way you clamped down around him again

you whined when he pulled out of you after regaining his composure, but he gently shushed you, planting himself between your quivering and sticky thighs, peering up at you through those sinfully long eyelashes

“daddy’s not done with you just yet pretty girl, now sit back and let him eat this pussy.”

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darklydeliciousdesires · 3 years

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Fingers, Utterly Lovely.

I’ve never done a smut drabble before, but here, have at it. Some quick Chris!

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It’s the way those soft, blue eyes watch you, elegant lashes sweeping them to closed with each slow blink that adds to the intensity of the moment, his mouth slightly agape, all the while with his middle and fourth finger buried within your soaking cunt, fucking you with voracious hunger.

His other hand is occupied, thumb rubbing at your clit, the feeling of his hot breath against your swollen, pillowy sex utterly sinful, Chris turning his head to grant your trembling inner thigh the press of his lips, delivering hot, open mouthed kisses to your radiating skin.

You are slick and soft around the hard shunt of his clever fingers, malleable to him entirely as he continues to watch you, eyes never leaving yours, save for those languid blinks.

The aqueous current of your arousal saturates his hand, his fingers keen against every delicious spot that has you throbbing with glimmers, forcing sharp breaths from your lungs, his thumb making those tingles suffuse even more.

“Fuck, you’re so wet.” That soft, Boston lilt. How it never fails to make you twitch with desire when it speaks words such as those. His bicep flexes with effort, hand plunging back and forth as he begins to twist what your slick walls grip, your wails unashamed, his mouth once again kissing your thigh.

You tremble, for you wish he’d kiss you exactly where his thumb strokes tight circles, taste your silken dew, suck down you as if you were honey. He often tells you you’re sweeter.

A faster push, your slick gripping him greedily, has you moaning without reserve, his hands coaxing it forth, drawing it from you, like someone rubbing the lamp to reveal the genie within. His only wish is to watch as your shatter for him, though.

“Fuck, Chris! I’m gonna...”

“Yeah, you are. You’re gonna cum hard for me.” He knows he has you on the home run, fire licking your spine, your walls throbbing as they clutch at each thrust of his fingers, Chris hooking them, dragging them against you, each of your cries louder than the last, his thumb rapidly stroking your bud, erect and twitching for him.

His eyes finally leave yours, watching your puffy little pussy spasming for him, the sight evoking a grunt of arousal, feeling you becoming glossier as he drags it from you, the undoing that has you clenching and shaking, your waves crashing against his shore, his fingers suddenly abandoning you, your ruined sex then covered by the heat of his mouth and licked further into divinity.

“I never can resist letting you cum on my tongue.”

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buckys-wintersoldier · 5 days

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Cuddles | Andy Barber

Pairing -> Husband!Andy Barber x Wife!Reader

Summary -> When Andy comes home after an exhausting day he only wants to cuddle.

Wordcount -> 574

Warnings -> (G) none, just fluff

Request -> the fluffy prompts for 1k special number 1 with Andy or Stevie? 🥺 plss take your time ofc🥰

A/N -> Thank you for the request, hope you enjoy.

Masterlist | Andy Barber Masterlist

Andy loves to be cuddled up with you in bed, feeling your weight on top of him, and just letting all the stress from the day flow away. Just feeling your warm body against his, listening to your soft voice, or just laying there in silence and enjoying the closeness to one another.

When the door opens and almost slams against the wall, you hiss, knowing that your husband had an exhausting and annoying day at work. So you get up from the couch, listening to his constant hums while he takes off his shoes and his jacket.

“Honey, are you home?” His exhausted voice echoes through the house. With a soft smile on your lips, you make your way to the floor, leaning against the doorframe while you look at Andy.

“You oke? Exhausting day? I made some food, if you want,” you say, reaching your hand out for him to grab, but he just walks closer and pushes your hand down.

Before you can ask what’s wrong, he has his muscular arms already wrapped around your waist, lifting you up and causing you to giggle slightly. His beard is scratching your sensitive skin. His hands holding you pressed against him while he walks with you into the living room before he lets himself fall down on the couch.

You’re sitting on his lap, your head resting against his shoulder and your legs on both sides of his waist, while you slide your fingers through his soft, brown hair, causing him to lean into your touch and sight softly.

You kiss Andy’s neck, your lips trailing in slow movements over the soft skin, leaving some marks every now and then when you decide to bite or suck on his skin. Low groans are leaving your husband's lips whenever your teeth graze over his neck. But he is still tiling his head to the side, giving you more space to kiss his neck.

Andy sits for a while with you on his lap like that. But he wants to feel you on top of him, not just in his lap. He wants to feel your weight in his muscular body and your warmth surrounding him, and Andy wants to feel your heartbeat against his chest.

So he grasps you by your thighs, turning slightly and letting himself fall backwards until he lays on the couch. You chuckle, letting yourself fall on top of him, and then you rest your chin on his chest, smirking when he tries to move you higher so your head rests on his shoulder.

Andy’s hands are pressing tight against his, and he hums, satisfied. He draws small circles on your back, his face resting in the crock of your neck. His lips are scratching over your neck, and you giggle softly.

“Don’t you want to eat something? We can cuddle later,” you say, sliding your fingers through his soft hair.

“I don’t mind cuddling all day with you; I don’t need food,” he mumbles, pulling you even closer before he sighs softly. His fingers slide to your sides, and he pokes them into your soft skin, causing you to giggle and squirm. “I love you.”

Andy chuckles when you still squirm on top of him. His hands hold you by your waist. “I love you too,” you mumble, biting into his shoulder until he stops tickling you and wraps his arms even tighter around you, chuckling into your neck.

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cevansbrat0007 · 1 month

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Request: Andy Barber & Baby Girl having sex during a thunderstorm.

Through the Storm

Summary: Andy helps you overcome your fear of thunderstorms.

Warnings: Astraphobia, Smut, Anxious Reader, Dominant Andy, Manhandling, Fingering, Spanking, CMNF (Clothed Male, Nude Female), Safe Sex, Cuddles, Cursing, Minors DNI

A/N: Finally finished this WIP! This request takes place early in Andy and Reader's relationship. Part of my ongoing Growing Pains Series, but can also be read as a standalone. Not beta'd. All mistakes are my own. Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated.

You stare out into the backyard, watching sheets of slanted rain pelt against your boyfriend’s newly installed patio. While it wasn’t much, it was enough to give the compact enclosed space the cozy feel it had long been missing. You’d even helped him with the landscaping, much to your chagrin.

Andy had been quick to learn that while you enjoyed gardening you were also terrified of virtually all things creepy crawly, like bees. Especially bees. Your man hadn’t known what to make of that one, which had certainly made for an entertaining afternoon.

A loud crash of thunder suddenly booms overhead, startling you so bad that you nearly drop the bottle of water in your hands. You fucking hated thunderstorms, a fun little nugget that you had yet to share with the man who was currently waiting for you to join him upstairs.

Truth be told, you hadn’t even planned on staying over tonight. You were supposed to be home by the time the storm rolled in, tucked away safe and sound on your couch. All the while clutching your stuffed bear, Mr. Sprinkles, for dear life and watching your favorite comfort films until Mother Nature decided she was done with her tantrum.

But dinner with friends had gone long and then the show had started late. Well, the dinner itself hadn’t actually been with friends – more like one of his work colleagues. But the guy’s wife had been nice enough. And after enjoying one last round of drinks, you four had wandered across the street to take-in a production of Aladdin on Broadway.

Of course musicals weren’t really your thing, but since it was a childhood favorite of yours you’d been all for it. Your boyfriend didn’t know how much of a Disney fan you really were. Which was okay. Because he was older, more mature. And as such, you always tried to come off more sophisticated than what you actually were.

He’d already been married once before and had a child. One he’d lost a few years back. You two had yet to actually have a true conversation about that one but you were almost certain it was coming.

It had to be, right? Because it wasn’t like you both could skirt around the topic forever. But, at the same time, it’s also not like you could be the one to bring up. Like, how would a conversation like that even go?

Exactly. It wouldn’t. Because you couldn’t. It wasn’t your place.

So, you would allow that door to remain shut for as long as it took to allow him to open it and guide you through. You could be patient.

Alright fine. You would make yourself be patient. And until then you would keep trying to demonstrate the right amount of emotional maturity needed to prove that you could be a good partner and support system. Or at least a little worldlier than you probably came off.

But all of that would be pretty hard to do if Andrew Barber knew that you were secretly afraid of thunderstorms. He wouldn’t get it and you would only end up tripping all over yourself if you tried to explain. Which meant that you had to make a decision.

Either you could be brave and climb the stairs so you could crawl into bed – his bed – wearing nothing but a pair of panties and one of his oversized t-shirts. Or you could sneak upstairs, grab your clothes, and dash out your man’s front door into the night like a madwoman and hope that he would be too stunned to chase you down.

“Whatcha doin’ down there, Baby Girl?” Andy bellows from up above, making you jump.

“Noth–coming!” You shout back as you pad towards the stairs, still trying your best to devise a plan. Andrew Barber was deceptively fast, which meant running was out. So you were most likely gonna have to suck it up until he fell asleep and then you would be free to tremble in peace.

The city’s hottest attorney could not know that he was dating the world’s biggest scaredy cat. If he ever found out, you might never recover from the embarrassment.

You find yourself holding your breath as you round the corner before stepping inside Andy’s bedroom. Your man looks up from his phone when he notices that you’ve finally joined him. A warm smile spreads across his handsome features as he leans back, allowing his big body to relax against the frame.

“Thought I was gonna have to come looking for you.” His husky purr sends a tiny shiver coursing through you, all the way down to your toes.

“Uh, nope. Here I am.” Your eyes stray towards your overnight bag nestled innocently in the corner. Because if you weren’t mistaken you were also beginning to sweat. “But I was thinking that maybe I ought to – nooope!”

An loud, unexpected clap of thunder has you diving towards the bed with a shriek. You seek refuge under the blankets, ignoring the sounds of a bewildered Andy calling your name. He tries to lift up the edge of the comforter, but you refuse to let go.

At this point, you have no desire to acknowledge just how ridiculous you were being at that very moment. Because you were scared.

And also a smidge mortified.

“Um, honey..?” Andy works to keep his tone light. “What’s going on?” He pauses briefly as one big hand comes to rest on what he assumes must be your head. “Are you okay?”

“Yep!” You squeak out, clutching the blanket even tighter around you. “But I’m also really, really sorry.”

“Sorry for what?” Again he tugs at the edge of your makeshift shield, prompting you to try and roll away. “You haven’t done anything – can you at least look at me? Please.”

“Um, I…I don’t think so. No.” Your words come out slightly muffled.

You’re rewarded with a heavy sigh followed by a brief moment of silence. Although you’re not sure what you expected him to say, you’re still surprised by what comes next.

“Well, if you won’t come out, then I guess that means I’ll just have to come under there then, won’t I?”

Fine by you. Because you were pretty sure that you were only seconds away from dying of embarrassment anyhow.

“Kay.”

“Let me in, princess.”

Relief fills him when he sees you finally relax your grip. Seconds later he joins you under the blankets, cocooning you both within the plush softness.

“Hey.” Andy breathes as his eyes strain to adjust to the light.

“Hey.”

As if of its own accord, one of his hands reaches over to gently brush your curls away from your face. A quiet sigh makes its way past your lips as you feel yourself melting into his touch. In a way it acted as an unspoken reminder.

You were safe with this man. Which meant it was time to fess up.

“Umm…” He makes an exaggerated show of looking around. “Why are we hiding?”

“Because.” You whisper, only to flinch when another crack of thunder echoes above.

“Because?” Your man drags out the word. “Because what? Are you–?” He cuts himself off before trying again. “I’m gonna guess that all this has something to do with the storm. Am I somewhere in the ballpark?”

His question has hot tears pricking the backs of your eyes.

“I don’t like it.” You croak before giving into temptation and burying yourself in his tattoo-covered chest. “In fact, I hate it.”

Good Lord, you sounded so pitiful right now.

“The…storm?”

“All of it.” You confirm as you begin to tremble ever so slightly. “The lightning, the thunder, the heavy winds, the sound of the rain. S’too much.”

“I see.” Is all he says, even as his hand goes to rest on the small of your back, rubbing in easy, soothing circles.

“I’m sorry.” You feel even worse when the tears spill over onto Andy’s bare skin.

“Hush.” Comes the soft-spoken command, drawing you flush against his much larger body. “There’s no need to be sorry. I just wish you would’ve said something earlier. Is that why you were so adamant about going home tonight?”

“Mmhm.”

But then your handsome ogre just had to go and be difficult.

“And I convinced you to stay.” Andy huffs out a disappointed breath at the same time as he drags his knuckles along your spine. “I should’ve noticed something was wrong. All I could think about was how much better I sleep whenever you’re next to me.” You can tell he’s annoyed now – not with you – but with himself. “Should’ve thought to ask why you seemed so skittish.” He drops a brief kiss on the top of your head.

“Andy…”

“I’m sorry, Baby Girl.” He grunts, pulling away so that he can get a good look at your face. “No–” He continues when you open your mouth to interrupt. “I should’ve been paying better attention. That’s on me.” He takes a moment to whisper his sensual, full lips over your own.

“It’s okay.” You assure him before pressing a tender kiss on his left pec, just above his heart. “I probably should’ve said something earlier. It was just…I guess I was embarrassed.” You finish with a shrug.

“Why?” He cocks his head to the side as he patiently waits for you to answer. Although it was hard to read his expression in the dark, you knew he was genuinely curious.

“Because it’s a stupid.” You mumble a few seconds later. “It’s stupid and I’m stupid for–”

“No it’s not.” Andy swiftly interjects. “And no you’re not. So please let that be the last time I hear you refer to yourself that way.” His gruff tone leaves little room for argument, not that you were in the mood anyway. Seconds later, another clap of thunder, followed by a flash of lightning, has you diving back into the safety of his arms.

“Fuck.” Pissed at himself, he quickly wraps his arms around you before gently rocking you back and forth in an effort to calm you down. “When did it start?” More thunder booms overhead the whole house, loud enough to shake the whole house.

Andy frowns when he hears the tiny whimper that escapes your throat. .

“It’s silly.” You warn, even as you close your eyes and force yourself to take a deep breath.

“Try me.”

He’d stay up all night if that’s what it took to get you to talk. The last thing he wanted was for you to shut down on him. Again.

“Please.”

Guess that was your cue to start spilling your guts.

“Wh–when I was a little girl, I couldn’t have been more than six or seven, there was this really bad storm. I mean later we would find out that tornadoes had touched down all over the region. But that night – I swear the rain was coming down so hard it sounded like hundreds of baseballs were being pelted against the roof. And the wind was blowing so hard that it kept rattling windows.”

“Mmhm.” The small, noncommittal sound rumbles from somewhere deep within his chest, spurring you forward.

“So my dad woke us all up, me and my siblings, and herded us down to the basement. I guess he’d been watching the news and figured we’d be safer there. My mom had laid out blankets and sleeping bags for us. At first it seemed kinda fun – almost like we were camping out.”

Another bright flash of light briefly illuminates the bedroom, but you’re too engrossed in your story to really care. Plus, you had Andy to keep you safe. Nothing bad ever seemed to happen when you were with Andy.

At least not so far.

“I could see that.” Your boyfriend affirms, before giving your hip a light squeeze. “Bet you probably had a cool sleeping bag.”

“I totally did. I actually had one of those Disney character sleeping bags.” The memory makes you smile as your initial anxiety begins to lessen. “Come to think of it, we all did. But mine had Genie from Aladdin on the front of it. I remember because I got to pick it out myself.”

“I knew I had the right idea when I invited you out tonight.” Andy muses, brushing his mouth against your curls once more.

“Yeah, Big Man. I’m a Disney girl. And I sure did love that sleeping bag.” You take a moment to lace your fingers through his, needing the connection. “Which was why I climbed right on in and let my mother zip me up. At that point, I think my little sister started crying or something, so I let her crawl inside with me. After that she went right to sleep.”

“But I’m guessing you didn’t.”

“Nope.” Your grip on his hand tightens, but your man doesn’t pull away. Even so, you allow your thumb to sweetly caress along the ridges of his knuckles. “I stayed wide awake for what felt like hours just…listening. Listening as the wind picked up, as the thunder got louder and louder. Until it became so loud that it sounded like the storm was happening right above our house. And then suddenly there was this crash that shook the entire house – almost like a bomb went off.”

“Listen, I know sometimes storms can seem–”

“It was a tree.” You quietly forge on. “The storm had knocked down a tree. It fell through the roof, into the room I shared with my sister. Of course nobody was hurt, but ever since then I’ve been terrified of thunderstorms.” You finish, somehow feeling even more foolish than when you’d first started.

“Holy shit.” Andy exhales before briefly nuzzling your nose with his own. It was a simple stress touch, nothing more. But at this particular moment, it means everything. “I mean, I’m sure this probably goes without saying, but I’m so glad you weren’t in there when it happened. You or your sister.”

Wordlessly you nod, still wishing that you’d found a way to make it home tonight after all. Come tomorrow you’d finally bite the bullet and start looking for a therapist. Perhaps it was finally time you found a way to move past some of your childhood trauma. And maybe then–

Your thoughts are interrupted by the deep, rich timbre of Andrew Barber’s voice.

“I’m afraid of clowns.” Your boyfriend grunts in a very matter of fact tone. “And spiders.” He tacks on with a slight grimace. “Can’t get near either one of them without breaking into hives.”

“Oh.” Is all you can manage, clearly surprised by his sudden openness. You hadn’t been expecting that at all. “So I‘m guessing anything to do with Pennywise is probably – ahh shit!” You cry out when the familiar sound of thunder makes you lose your train of thought, leaving you unable to finish your small attempt at humor.

Almost immediately, you feel two strong arms band themselves around your waist, drawing you closer even as you try your damnedest to scramble away. You throw off the covers before attempting to swing your legs over the side of the bed so that you can make a mad dash in the direction of the basement.

“Hold on, baby.” Andy growls, wincing when your elbow accidentally connects with his ribs. “Just settle down for a second, okay? We’re gonna get through this, I promise.”

“Nope – I’m good! Just let me go, please.” Instead of doing as you ask, he flips your bodies, using his considerable weight to keep you still. “I’m serious, Andrew!” You tell him, thumping his back with your fist for good measure.

“Hush.” He takes advantage of your positions long enough to glide his lips along the column of your throat, leaving a trail of goosebumps in his wake. “Just focus on me – on us – and let everything else fade away.”

Hmph. Easier said than done, handsome.

Andy gifts you with a glimpse of his pearly white teeth before slanting his hungry mouth over your own. He moans into the kiss, gently sucking on your bottom lip and releasing it with a slight pop. When you don’t respond he does it again, this time tracing the curve of your lips with his sinful tongue.

“But what if –.”

“Shh.” Your boyfriend pauses his sensual assault long enough to stare down at you while he braces himself on his forearms. “You have my word that nothing bad is gonna happen while I’ve got you here, with me, in this bed. We’re safe, Baby Girl.” He then angles his head to nip along your jaw. “Let me show you.”

“Do you trust me?” Where had you heard that before?

“I…” You trail off as he continues to nip at your heated flesh, paying special attention to the sensitive shell of your ear. “Y–yes.”

“Good.”

Apparently that’s all the permission Andrew Barber needs, because the next thing you know he’s sliding one large hand up your thigh, his lightly calloused palm sending pinpricks of pleasure straight to your core. Seconds later, you both are treated to the sounds of tearing fabric.

Well, there went your panties. They’d been shredded to hell just like every other pair that went before it.

Next up is your shirt. He manages to whip it over your head with relative ease before resting his delicious weight on top of you once more. Clad in only his boxers, he makes a show of grinding rapidly hardening cock against your damp pussy.

“Andy.” You whine, wantonly arching your hips in time with his thrusts. “Don’t tease me right now.”

“Why not?” He purrs as a hand moves to fist itself in your hair, wrenching your head back with just enough force to make you feel dizzy with lust.

Reaching up, you capture his face between your hands to pull him down for another kiss. The scruff of his neatly trimmed beard feels so good against your skin.

“Fuck me, please.” You hiss, seeking a much needed distraction as a flash of lightning threatens to send you running for the hills. Since this man wouldn’t let you leave, your next best option was to let him bury his thick cock inside you so hard and so deep until you no longer had the capacity to think.

Or walk properly, for that matter.

“Your wish is my command, baby.” Your boyfriend groans as he continues to circle his hips. With that said, he then makes quick work of removing his boxers before tossing him aside in the direction of his hamper. He misses, of course. Which is why you silently vow to pick it up later.

Now freed from its confines, you watch Andy’s impressive manhood immediately spring to attention, lightly smacking his abdomen as it bobs up and down.

Good God, you’d be lying if you said the sight didn’t make your mouth water.

His mouth curves into a roguish grin as he purposely slides himself between your slippery folds. He revels in your wetness, loving the way your slick coats his aching cock. Shit – if he wasn’t careful he risked blowing his load before it was time.

Which absolutely would not work. You always came first. That was the rule. There were no exceptions, unless you were playing a game or something.

Reaching over you, Andy grabs a foil packet from his nightstand. Tearing it open with his teeth, you lean back on your elbows while he handles his business with the condom. Maybe next time he’d allow you to put it on for him. You’d always wanted to try…

You also weren’t quite sure of exactly when he’d gone and removed his boxers, but you also weren’t complaining either.

“Now, sweetheart.” Your man begins as he takes a hold of your calf, tenderly draping it over his muscled shoulder as the wheel continues to howl outside. “All you’ve gotta do is lay back and focus on how good you feel.” He leans forward so that he can trace his tongue around your nipple before sucking the delicate flesh into his waiting mouth.

Your back bows as you thrust your chest forward in silent offering. Andy groans as continues to toy with your pouting nipple before switching to the other. You let out a sharp cry as he brings the pebbled tip in his mouth, lightly pinching it between his teeth just hard enough to make you writhe beneath him.

That’s part of what always made this feel so good. The way he always seemed to mix pleasure with a little bit of pain.

His mouth eventually finds yours again as your hands smooth their way over the blades of his shoulders, allowing you to run your fingers along the contour of his muscles. And when you finally reach the firm globes of his ass, you can’t help but giggle as you finally give into the temptation to smack it. Hard.

Just the way he liked it.

“Remember, sweet brat. If I’m gonna wear your handprint then I think it’s only fair you wear mine too. Understand?” Of course he doesn’t wait for you to answer. Instead he maneuvers himself up so that he can expertly flip you over onto your stomach before pulling you up so that you’re now resting on your hands and knees before him.

Instinctively you arch your ass in the air, inviting him to make good on his promise. This man loved spanking your ass every chance he got. And what’s more, you seemed to enjoy it almost as much as he did.

“Now be a good girl and put your hands where they’re supposed to go.”

A small shiver of anticipation courses through as you move to obey. He chuckles softly as he watches your eager fingers grip the headboard. Later he would tell you how proud of you he was in that moment, that he was honored by your faith in his ability to distract you from the violent storm taking place right outside his window.

It meant the world that you trusted him enough to take care of you at a time like this.

“Fuck, you’re perfect.” Andy purrs as the heavy weight of his palm comes down on your upturned rear with just enough force to make your naughty pussy gush. Unable to stop it, you can’t help the groan you emit when he does it again, loving the way he kneads and caresses your most intimate curves.

“So are you.”

Your body jerks when he decides to focus his attention on your greedy little cunt. Nimble fingers spear you open as they between your glistening folds to tease your throbbing clit. It’s not long before your hips begin moving in time with his ministrations.

Soon your eyes flutter closed as you bear down, shamelessly grinding yourself against his calloused palm. At first, Andy is content to simply watch as you slowly work yourself into a frenzy.

Because this time, when the sound of thunder crackles throughout the room, you barely react. In fact, you hardly hear it. You’re too engrossed in the pleasure, too caught up in just how good your man is making you feel, to remember to be afraid.

“Easy, greedy girl.” Andy hums after another beat goes by before finally removing his hand. The fucking bastard.

“Nooo!” You whine, hating the way your impending orgasm lingers just out of reach.

"Yeees.” There’s a slight mocking edge to his tone that has you glancing over your shoulder to shoot him a glare.

“Swear to God you’re so fucking beautiful. Even when you’re trying to turn me into dust.” He winks at you then before allowing his hands to settle on your hips. Goosebumps pebble across your sweat-dampened flesh when you feel the head of his impressive cock nudge at your entrance.

“Please.Please.Please.” That one word is whispered over and over, like a fervent prayer.

Just then, a stroke of lightning brightens the room, treating you to a fleeting glimpse of your man right as he thrusts himself inside of you, all the way to the hilt. Your eyes threaten to roll back in your head as he forces you to take every deliciously thick inch of his cock, stretching your tight pussy until you can’t help clench around him.

Andy starts off slow, gradually building up the pace as your velvety walls continue to milk him for all he’s worth. His fingers dig into your curves as you rear back to match his movements. Soon, he adjusts the angle of his thrusts, allowing him to go even deeper.

“S’good, Andy!Fuuuck!” You moan as Andy continues fucking you into oblivion. “Yes!Harder, pleeease!”

“My baby wants it harder?” He growls, adjusting his position to give you exactly what you asked for. A desperate sob bubbles up from your throat, prompting you to bury your face in a nearby pillow.

Too bad your man is having none of it.

“Oh no.” One large hand moves to wrap itself around the delicate column of your throat, applying just the right amount of pressure to make your pulse spike. “You don’t get to hide that pretty face from me. Not tonight.” He grunts before allowing his free arm to encircle your waist to haul you against the hard wall of his chest.

A hand soon finds its way to your breast. He lifts the tempting weight, before plucking at your nipple with his thumb and forefinger, evoking the most exquisite sensations.

“You’re doing so good, Baby Girl.” Andy rasps, tweaking his angle so that he can find your spot. “So good. Told you I’d keep you safe.” The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh echo throughout the room, creating an erotic tempo. “Would never let anything bad happen to you.”

Your boyfriend’s Boston accent grows thicker and more pronounced with each passing second – letting you know that he’s close to losing control. That’s when you decide to push him closer to the brink by reaching behind you to pull his head down for a kiss. It’s hot, wet, and deep. And by the time you both come up for air your heart is hammering in your chest.

“I…I know.” And you did know.

Tipping your chin back, you allow your walls to flutter around his fat cock, making him twitch. Your core begins to spasm as you feel the coil in your belly tighten even more. Andy makes sure to keep a tight hold on your sweat-slicked body as his lips continue to whisper kisses along the curve of your jaw.

White hot pleasure dances along your skin, meanwhile Andy’s thrusts continue to grow more and more erratic with each passing minute. One of your hands slips from the headboard to help keep you upright.

“Cum, princess. Give it to me.” He snarls through clenched teeth before reaching down to deliver a slap to your pussy. It feels so good that you beg him to do it again and again. “Be a good girl and fucking cum!”

That’s all you need to hear before you go tumbling over the edge and into bliss. “Fuck!Fuck!Fuck!” Ecstasy slices through you, making you cry out loud enough to wake the neighbors. Thank goodness there was a storm going on outside, otherwise someone might’ve taken it upon themselves to call the police.

Chest heaving, you continue bouncing on your man’s cock. He felt so amazing it bordered on obsession. And you knew he’d feel even better once you had him in your mouth. Andy shudders behind you, his big body trembling with the force of his orgasm.

Completely spent, you both flop down on the bed. You’re both naked and sweaty, but neither of you really cares all that much. You curl up in his arms, resting on his chest so that you can listen to the soothing sound of his heartbeat.

“You okay?” Andy murmurs a little while later when he notices that your eyes have begun to droop. “Do you need me to–”

“Mm…” You purr, stretching your arms above your head as you stifle a lawn. “I’m thinking I need some more of that. Like tonight.”

You grow quiet once you realize that you no longer hear the sound of the rain. Or the wind. Or the thunder. All is as it should be. Thank goodness.

“Give me ten minutes to refuel and I’m all yours.” He grunts before disposing of his used condom in a nearby garbage can..

“Thank you.” You mumble, feeling your cheeks heat. “For tonight, for what you did.”

“Not sure if I did much of anything.” Andy smiles down at you, his brilliant blue eyes filled with sincerity. “You’re always safe with me, princess. So just relax."

“I believe you, Andy. But the storm –"

“Is about over. We fucked right through it, baby.” You don’t have to look up at him to know that he’s got some kind of shit-eating grin plastered across his handsome features. "But most of all, thank you for trusting me with your secret.”

“Thank you for not laughing.“ Your hand reaches up to stroke your knuckles along his bearded jaw.

“Hm.” Andy mutters. “Maybe next time we’ll have to try making love in the rain. What do you think, princess?”

“Um, baby steps, Andrew.” You counter, expertly dodging his first question. “Let’s go smaller. I’m talking waaay smaller.”

“Fine. I’ll settle for a kiss during a light drizzle.” Your boyfriend concedes, laughter and warmth suffusing his tone.

“Consider it done, handsome.” You mumble as sleep threatens to overtake you.

Later, Andy would tell you that he let you fall asleep that night on purpose. Your earlier anxiety had really done a number on you, which is why he was content to let you rest. Instead of complaining, he holds you close, silently willing his heart to beat in time with your own.

And when you wake in the middle of the night, cocooned in the safety of your man’s arms, you know without question that you are cherished beyond measure.

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ughdontbeboring · 2 years

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Not Mine (blurb)

Andy Barber x woc Reader

Lorie reminded you who’s “Mrs. Barber” and that Andy isn’t yours….but can you be ok with that?

warnings: angst, not sure what else to tag but if im missing something let me know !

sidenote: since the main story did so well in like less then 10 hrs heres a follow up blurb from this story basically a different ending.

not mine

She had made it to the door leading to the lobby of his floor before she found herself turning back around. She ignored the text message pings coming back to back from her iPhone and His assistant as the young woman called to her as she hastily neared his door.

YN pushed the door back open and stepped into the room. Andy and Lorie’s heads snapped in her direction. They were standing on opposite sides of his desk. And by Andy’s body language (which she knew well) she could tell the conversation wasn’t going that well.

YN’s blood was boiling at the sight of Lorie. She was trying to stay civil because this was Andy’s work place but her patience was running thin. If Lorie thought her little remark deflated YN or how she felt about Andy then she was truly mistaken. YN was more then capable of playing this game and reminding a bitch of her place.

Though Andy never talked about it himself YN had over heard their conversations plenty of times and could hear the way which Lorie spoke to him. Rude, degrading and blameful. Everything was Andy’s fault in Lorie’s eyes, no matter how hard Andy tried. No matter how much respect and kindness he showed her, she never returned it.

She continued walking into the office as they both watched her. Andy’s face was confused, she didn’t blame him from the beginning she said she didn’t want anything to do with Lorie or to be around her, mainly because her and Andy were just fuck buddies and their situation had nothing to do with her. Hell she didn’t even know the woman’s name until she heard Andy talking to her one the phone one night.

YN bite her lip at Lorie’s shocked expression at the young woman’s sudden intrusion. If she only knew the things YN and Andy had done and where, she’d really have something to be shocked about. The way Andy always eat her pussy like he was a man on death row savoring his last meal, the way she sucked the soul out of Andy whenever she had his heavy cock in her mouth. The way Andy fucked like it was his only job to please her, his large hard thick cock stretching her out. The stamina of a man half his age.

Lorie was beyond stupid to let Andy go and not try to work things out. Stupid to not fight for Andy. YN decided she wouldn’t be so stupid, even with the doubt creeping in that Andy may not feel the same about her.

“Excuse me! Me and my husband are ta-“

“Mr. Barber! I’m so sorry but I tried to stop her from-“

“Amanda it’s alright, she’s fine” Andy’s loud attorney voice sounded in the room silencing the women.

“Oh ok” she said quietly as YN glared at her before turning back to Andy, who was walking towards her.

Amanda slowly backed towards the door, as Lorie watched Andy and YN like a hawk. Her face red with anger, disbelief and embarrassment at what she was witnessing. She assumed Andy was sleeping with women especially when he went and got an apartment about 8 months ago, he threw around words like “boundaries” and “personal space”, she just assumed it wasn’t serious. Now she wasn’t so sure.

Lorie’s problem was she thought Andy would was her there, no matter how she treated him.

“Hey, you ok?” He asked quietly. His eyes sincere as his hand grabbed her elbow, his thumb gently caressing it, causing her body to start relaxing automatically. Her doubts of Andy’s lack of feelings for her vanishing almost instantly at his display of affection in front of his “wife” and assistant. Her usual confidence was coming back.

There was that look again she couldn’t shake. That look she tried to deny but told her everything she needed to know.

“Andy are you serious-“

“Andy would you like to have dinner with me tonight?” YN asked confidently cutting off Lorie as her eyes never lefts Andy’s surprised one’s.

She knew he wasn’t expecting this, not when they agreed to just be fuck buddies and she never missed the opportunity to remind him. But they couldn’t ignore the pull between them, the chemistry, the admiration.

Walking away moments before and leaving Andy with Lorie made her feel everything instantly. Everything that she had spent months trying to ignore suddenly consumed her.

She wanted more then to be just fucking Andrew Barber.

He pulled her in for a quick passionate kiss. His large hand tilting her head back as his tongue exploring her mouth, Lorie’s gasped could be barely be heard over their groans.

“I’ll see you at 7 Princess” he answered with a small smile when he finally pulled back for air.

YN couldn’t stop the smile that broke out on her face or the butterflies that consumed her stomach.

“It’s a date” she said breathlessly.

She pulled away and started for the door, hardly sparing Lorie a glance while throwing “Take care Lorie” over her shoulder, emphasizing her name.

She be damned if she let Lorie hurt Andy again. She didn’t know everything about Andy or where their relationship would go but she knew he deserved better then contentment disguised as love and a weak head game.

YN planned to turn Andrew Barber’s world upside down in the best way possible.

#Andy Barber x woc Reader #Andy barber x reader #andy barber x yn #Andy barber x you #chris evans #chris Evans x reader #chris Evans x you #chris Evans x yn #andy barber one shot #Ughwrites #ughandy

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buckyswifesblog · 1 year

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Broken hearts pt 4

Summary: Yn and Andy barber were friends since middle school they did everything together until andy ask yn out on a date in high school They both were in love everyone was jealous of their relationship more the popular girls in school but what will happen when yn enter Andy’s room to see him and Laurie naked in the bed, years later they both got invited to the reunion where they see each other again, what will happen when Andy try to get back with her, when yn doesn’t want anything with him again

Pairing: Andy barber x reader

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4 months later

Andy haven't stopped in thinking in yn when he saw her in the reunion, he keeps wondering if she has a boyfriend or even if she is married, but what Andy didn't know that he has a daughter with yn,

flash back

yn : idk what to do, idk how Andy will reacted mom

mom: u have to tell him sweetheart u won't know until u talk to him

yn: u right mom

*on her way to Andy house*

yn: Andy I have to tell u something

yn froze in the doorway seeing her boyfriend naked with laurie on top of him, yn left crying without telling Andy she was pregnant, she had the love and support of her parents while being pregnant, yn give brith to a beautiful baby girl and named her after her mother , yn mother had pass away in a car crash and seeing her daughter almost resemble her she deiced to named her after her

end of flash back

yn didn't know what to say to Andy when she was him at the school reunion, she wanted to tell him that she still loves him and that he has a daughter but yn didn't want to ruined his marriage. Andy at there other hand wanted to tell yn that he was divorced ready to be back with her, have that family that they couldn't have in the past do to his action.

Andy search yn in Instagram or Facebook to see if she had an media but nothing all he found was her old Facebook account, Andy wanted to talk to yn but didn't know how until he remember that his son has her like a teacher, so he decided to go when it was parent conference in Jacob high school.

tags: @royalwritersoftheuniverses

#chris evans x original female character #chris evans x reader #chris evans one shot #chris evans imagine #andy barber #andy barber imagine #fanfic #one shot #x reader #x yn

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stripper-patrick · 3 years

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China Love 🎎Andy Barber

Part 1

Part 2

Warnings: smut, language, daddy kink, straight up nastiness, dom!Andy, angst, protected, this is a 2 parter

Ima try my best to do a 3rd person POV

Tags: @rebellious-desires @mrsbanreswillseeyou @eclecticblkgirl @designerwriterchic @bvssmob

Relationship: Andy Barber x black plus sized reader

~Andy’s POV~

2:46am and all I can think about is her moans and how good I made her feel. Her smile when I walk into the room, how strong she is, especially strong-minded. Laurie stirs in her sleep resting her arm on my chest and that’s when I look at her. I don’t find the same love I had for her before Y/N. It’s not to say I don’t love her as a person. I do dearly and I love her as the mother of my child but I don’t love her as my wife anymore.

I sigh closing my eyes finally drifting to sleep not wanting to think anymore.

...

Y/N has been avoiding me for about 3 weeks and I can’t help but feel bad. The truth is I don’t know how to tell her I want her. That night is all I can think about. I’ve been so stressed out these last few weeks because my son might be a suspect in a murder case. That’s really been weighing on my shoulders especially since I’ve been kicked off the case. Laurie has been growing cold against me and I think she believes our son did it. There’s no way he did it. And I’m scared to ask just in case she thinks I’m trying to accuse her. I just need to know we’re on the same page as a family.

I’m sitting at my desk when I’ve finally had enough. I press the button for my assistant and she walks in with a smile “hey Lynn can you bring Y/N in here to me please?”

“Yes sir” she leaves and I take a deep breath standing up. I watch out of the glass as Y/N pushes her chair out and walks with Lynn. She opens the door and sees me folding her arms. Flashbacks hit me hard and next thing I know I’m having to shield my boner. She looks so gotdamn good with her beautiful mahogany hair placed into a neat puff on top of her head, her shapely body concealed into a short tight floral skirt and an olive green top with nude sandals with gems on them. Maybe it’s because I was drunk but I’m just noticing the tattoo on the inside of her wrist that says ‘breathe’ in intricate letters

“You wanted to see me” she doesn’t even make direct eye contact with me. I nod towards the seat and she shuts the door and sits down. I lean on the front of my table watching her cross her legs and move back.

“Can I ask why you’ve been avoiding me? And don’t lie”

“Because I feel absolutely terrible about what your wife will say when she finds out you fucked your intern and further more I don’t wanna be fired for fraternizing with my bosses boss” she cuts right the the chase

“Understandable but you won’t get fired” I reassure her

“Andy I already have people that don’t like me in this office and I don’t need our business getting out and I’m scared”

“Don’t be Y/N but if you wanna stop I completely understand” I nod “I just want the old us back” I’m referring to how much we used to be. Like 2 peas in a pod. Bound at the hip. Going from best friends to not even speaking is different for us.

She stares at me with her big daunting brown eyes “I bought you a coffee it might be a lil cold but you’ll be ok” I chuckle dropping my head while she stands up to get it. Honestly I don’t wanna stop what we’re doing because I can’t get enough of her but if that’s what she wants then I won’t argue it.

Y/N comes back with the coffee in her hand and hands it to me. “Have you talked to

Laurie about it yet?” She cross her arms looking at me and it’s just something about her stance that makes me wanna place her over my knee and smack her ass red. Laurie never really enjoyed when I spanked her or pulled her hair or even choked her.

“Absolutely not” I take a sip of the lukewarm coffee. She nods in approval.

“Well back to my never ending paperwork to file”

“Just do these for me and fill this out and have it back to me by the end of the day” I watch as YN scans the paper I gave her skipping the other papers. “This is an official hiring worksheet” she states as a matter of factly.

“I’m aware”

“You wanna hire me?”

“Yea and plus you’ll make more money that what you’re making now as an intern so fill it out and you’ve got it” I smile. She bites her lip and I know she said we should stop but I could fill that pretty pussy one more time.

“Thanks” she smiles. I watch her walk away before taking a deep breath. I sit back behind my desk and continue working.

....

Another late night at the office. I sigh rubbing my hands over my face. I look out and see Y/N coming in here. I believe it’s only me and her in here. I watch as a tall man stand up and walk to her. It’s Neal. He slams papers on her desk startling her yelling throughout the office.

“You dumbass bitch. You filed the wrong fucking stack” she stands up in protest. Anger fills me half way and I’m about to slap the dog shit out of him for talking to her like that.

“Don’t you ever in your gotdamn life say some bullshit like that Neal. I’ve dealt with your shit long enough. That stack was getting filed regardless right? Ard then chill out with the fuck shit” there’s her Baltimore accent. He rises above her with intimidating power and I stand up jogging to the door. Anger washes over me as I swing the door open and stomp towards the pair. I didn’t even notice the shocked scared expression painted on Y/N’s face. I grab Neal by the collar seething like a rabid animal. Without saying a word to him I give him a death glare as a warning.

“Andy” Y/N peeps out. Neal cracks a smile and I press him against the wall watching the humor drain from his face replaced with sheer terror.

“You think this is a joke? Do you?” I scream

“Andy” Y/N screams louder and I come to my senses. I let him go watching him scramble to gather his things leaning collectively. I let out a deep sigh and she’s comes to my aid rubbing my shoulder “calm down I’m ok he didn’t hurt me”

“He wouldn’t have gotten the chance” I take a deep breath

...

It’s been a few weeks since the ordeal and unfortunately after that I was let off my sons case. To make matters worse me and Laurie got into an argument that I’m sure puts us close to the brink of separation. I believe that she thinks Jacob murdered Ben and she won’t admit to it and keeps trying to switch the narrative.

I’m sitting on the couch drinking a beer at 10:30 at night when I get a call. It’s Y/N.

“Hey Y/N” I swig the last of my beer

“Hey Andy are you busy?” She asks. She sounds nervous

“No why?” I ask smiling at the sweet sound of her voice

“Can you come by the office I have something for you”

“Y/N you know they’re gonna lose their shit if they see me in there especially after hours”

“Please it’ll be worth it” she pleads. I can already envision her bottom lip puckered out and her arms crossed. I sigh standing up stretching my back

“I’ll be there soon”

“Yay” she perks up and I laugh hanging up. I grab my coat and hear the footsteps of my basically estranged wife approaching.

“Where are you going? It’s 11:30”

“To handle some business at work” I lie. I’m not even sure what Y/N is up to. If it’s what I think it is then of course Laurie can’t know.

“I thought you were kicked off the case”

“Just some important files I forgot to log into the system. No big deal” I pull on my coat placing my hood on my head and exit swiftly. The heavy rain patters hard on the concrete splashing upward with each step I take toward the car.

I get in and press the start button watching Laurie observe me through the curtain. I reverse out of the driveway pulling off into the night.

....

I open the doors and see YN standing there with a trench coat and some heels on and a bottle of champagne. She doesn’t notice my movements as she smoothes out the wrinkles in her coat trying to perfect herself. She doesn’t realize she’s already perfect.

“To what do I owe this dubious pleasure Ms. YLN?” I inquire placing my hands on my pocket and leaning on the door frame. Her smile is bright when our eyes lock.

“Well I have made a change of my mind on something” I walk towards her where she sits me down in the chair standing before me. My heart is racing and my dick is starting to get hard.

“I bought the champagne just in case you need some extra convincing” she laughs. YN opens her coat dropping it on the floor revealing a beautiful 2 piece LINGERIE set. Her body compliments the piece beautifully and that’s when I really take her in. Not just for her sex appeal but for her in general. She kisses me leaning down and straddling my waist where I hold her hips and grab a handful of what’s really mine.

<3rd Person POV>

Andy can’t help but moan as YN grinds down on his thick throbbing boner just waiting to be released from its shackles. Her dominant side takes over and she grabs his face planting an open mouth kiss on his neck. She works on his pants getting on her knees. Mouth salivating as his dick finally springs free. She wraps her acrylic nails around the base swirling her top around collecting the precum.

Andy sinks in the chair ravishing in her skills. He presses her hair out of the way watching the way her pretty brown eyes stare back at him while she sucks and slurps her way to his soul. His head falls back guiding his hips into the back of her throat never breaking rhythm. She pulls his penis out of her mouth rubbing her thumb and palm over the tip while she takes one of his balls in his mouth. A loud moan escapes his lips. Andy has never experienced this before. Not this detailed to say the least.

All the while he’s receiving glorious pleasure, Laurie is home rocking and sobbing on the shower floor. She’s come to the conclusion that her husband doesn’t love her anymore and than her son is a murderer. While one of those is true she can’t help but feel rage and insanity boil within her.

Laurie collects herself and dries off grabbing a pair of jeans and a a shirt. She places her wet hair up letting it air dry. Her long legs stride to her sons room where he’d playing his game but pauses it and looks at her “are you ok mom?” Jacob asks

“Come with me honey we’re gonna go for a ride” before he can respond Laurie leaves the room going downstairs grabbing her shoes. She’s out of her mind. It’s like she’s watching herself complete this indescribable action and she can’t stop it. But she knows deep down in her heart Jacob murdered this boy and she can’t live her life knowing her son is a murderer.

Andy pulls YN up by the neck dragging his tongue along the bottom of her mouth holding her captive in his spell once again. He pulls her panties off collecting her wetness through his fingers. She’s more than ready. Andy pulls YN down on top of his dick watching her gasp as he fills her up.

“Feel that?” He rasps “that’s all yours”

“It’s mine. You’re mine” she utters rocking and swirling her hips electrifying her heated body. Her hands grip the arm rests of the chair as Andy starts pumping up into her.

Her sweet moans. Andy could listen to her moans all day. Laurie was never loud or pornographic like this. Not by a long shot. He watches her ass bounce on his lap as she licks and nips as his ear. The clapping and slushing sounds of their juices makes music to YN’s ears.

“My dirty little slut so fucking wet for me”

Meanwhile Laurie has just downed her second glass of bourbon while waiting for Jacob to approach. She places her glass in the sink when she hears his footsteps.

“Mom where are we going?” The young boy asks watching his mother look so far gone it looks like it’ll take her aged to return.

“Just for a drive” is all she says before she grabs the car keys walking past him and to the car. Jacob shuts and locks the door placing his hand on the car door and instantly gets this gut wrenching feeling that he needs to stay home.

“Maybe I should stay?” He asks

“Nonsense just get in” she starts the engine and Jacob takes a deep breath getting in the passenger seat. He grabs and locks his seatbelt as Laurie pulls out of the driveway pulling off. She takes an unfamiliar road of what looks like dark road. The sound of the rain was always Jacobs favorite. Only this time it dreaded him even more. The rain was heavy, loud, and unforgiving to any car that would step forth on the slippery slope with a daring intention to overcome it.

“Jacob I’m going to ask you one question and I need you to answer honestly” oh no. Jacob knew this question all too well “did you kill Ben?”

“Mom I already told you no” that wasn’t the answer Laurie had damn near given up her marriage for and she knew it wasn’t the truth. She just couldn’t shake this feeling that he was lying. Before she knows it she starts speeding up to 30 miles an hour when the speed limit is 35 but of course driving slow in this nasty weather is imperative but she didn’t care. It was imperative for Jacob to tell her the truth and she was convinced he wasn’t doing that.

“Jacob I’m being very serious tell me the truth”

“I am mom slow down” he pleads with her trying to understand why he isn’t believing her. Her foot presses on the gas even more going 45 miles an hour He goes on his Apple Watch sending a quick text to his father praying to God he answers immediately.

Andy’s wrist buzzes but he doesn’t even bother looking at it as YN whimpers his name. Her hands shake as they try to find something to grab onto. Andy grabs her arms wrapping them behind her back as he holds her waist down thrusting upward hitting her sensitive g-spot making she cries out and squeeze his thick hands. The black hole soon to swallow the two up at the same time.

By this time Laurie is screaming at Jacob and has reached 70 miles an hour down the long road. Jacob pull on his seatbelt which locked for his protection. “Jacob I know you did. Your father may believe your lies but I don’t. You’re just like him. He lies to me and says he’s doing work and I just know he’s screwing someone else” Laurie is fed up. Tears pool both of their faces. Hers in despair and Jacobs in fear. She reaches 90. Jacob has been trying to call Andy and to no avail, no answer. He’s weighed all the possible outcomes of throwing himself out the car but with his locked seatbelt it won’t work.

“Jacob tell me the truth” before he can answer she presses on the gas going to 100. His chest is tight and Jacob has a feeling he’s going to die.

YN’s legs shake as Andy keeps drilling into her relentlessly wanting to make the biggest mess of her. “Neal can’t have you. No one can have you your mine. Fuck this tight pussy is gonna make me fill you up”

“Andy I’m gonna cum”

“Cum for me darling” As the pair reach their climax grasping onto each other for dear life Laurie reaches hers screaming at Jacob continuing to incline the accelerator as he continues calling his father on his apple watch. The teary eyed boy sees that the speedometer has reached 104 Mph and all attempts to try to stop his manic mother have faded. He silently prays as she yells one final statement “I know you did it”

Andy clutches YN’s quaking body as she whines taking the thrusts of his dick with no other option. The duo moans out loudly just as Laurie and Jacob scream before black consumes the both of them. She crashed the car head first into the side of a brick tunnel.

YN looks at Andy who has a small smile on his face. His hands unwrap from her lower back where he held her in place and she looks at his Apple Watch seeing the 7 missed calls from Jacob and one text reading: “mom losing shit”. YN glances at the time displaying 1:22am. Why is Jacob awake and why did he call 7 times.

“Andy you need to go. Jacob called you 7 times” his eyes go wide as the brown skinned mistress pulls herself off of his deflating member as he tries calling Jacob back. It goes straight to voicemail. Andy can’t think of anything but the worst.

#andy barber smut #andy barber #defending jacob #chris evans #chris evans smut #chris evans gif #chris evans imagine #andy barber imagine

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thefallennightmare · 2 years

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Guilt-Twenty Seven

Pairings: Andy Barber x Reader

Warnings: fluff, mostly angst, swearing, and some implied smut here and there.

Authors Note: Tags are open!

Tags: @emimaki @liecastillo @patzammit @evansgal @posiemax @iamemy4 @falling-solar-system @tothemoonandbackx3000 @beckygirl95 @artis1979 @mommad @jennamarieee623 @mansaaay @bellaireland1981 @torntaltos @greeneyedblondie44 @yosoysere @lowkeysebby @dissapointmentofthefam @mansaaay @moonie-brbs @winterberryfox @kookie-sun0097 @bellahadidrealgf @speedy-object-dream @keepcalmandbeajunkie @hollybee8917

In the midst of slumber, my hand extended toward the other end of the bed where the warm body should have been. Coldness crept over my bare body as I lifted my eye, now seeing the empty spot where Andy was previously laying.

“Andy?” I called out.

When I was met with silence, I sat up in bed, the sheet that was covering my bare body fell to my lap and a cold breeze blew in from the open patio doors of the room causing a shiver to run through my body.

I quickly checked my phone to see if Andy had sent me a message on where he had gone but when I saw there was nothing, a few different thoughts began to run through my mind.

Did he regret last night and wanted to leave before I woke?

Did he want to make it back in time before Laurie woke up so she couldn’t question where he was last night?

Or maybe he stepped out to get us something for breakfast?

I let out a soft sigh and quickly dressed in a pair of clean panties and as I was buttoning up Andy’s shirt from last night, something caught my attention on the beach. He was a few feet down the beach with his back towards me and I breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he hadn't gone far.

The morning rising sun wasn’t at its peak when my toes dug into the sand which meant that there weren't many others on the beach. Besides a few others out for their morning walks or having an internal conversation with themselves.

Which is exactly what Andy was doing.

“Andy?” I spoke softly, not wanting to startle him.

He turned towards me with a small smile. “I’m sorry if I worried you. I didn’t want to wake you.”

I shook my head, crossing my arms over my chest to warm myself. “Are you alright?”

He looked back out towards the ocean and the thoughtful expression returned to his face. There was a heavy weight on his shoulders and his breathing was deep and even, a clear indication that whatever was on his mind was something that had been bothering him for a while.

“Hey,” I reached for his hand. “You can talk to me.”

I laced our fingers together and gave his hand a squeeze, another reminder that I was here to listen.

Andy looked fondly at our hands before his eyes met mine. “I want you to know that I don’t regret last night at all.”

I smiled. “Same here.”

“I know you said that you didn’t want me unless I was divorced,” He started.

“Andy, I-.”

“Last week I told Laurie that I wanted one. A friend of mine at work has been drawing up the papers for the last few days now,” Andy admitted as he kept his hard gaze on me.

My eyes blinked a few times, letting his words process in my mind, and I pulled his hand up towards my face, and noticed that the ring was gone; a white tan line staring back at me.

“When did you take it off?”

He brushed a kiss over my knuckles. “Last night. Before I snuck into your room.”

I scoffed. “I didn’t even notice.”

A sly smirk played on Andy’s lips. “We were a bit preoccupied.”

My face burned when thoughts of last night flooded to memory.

“Then why did you plan a family trip?” I shook my head, confused.

The pad of his thumb traced over mine. “For a few different reasons. Mostly because we wanted to give Jacob one final good memory of his parents together.”

Guilt filled me when I realized that I had interrupted what was supposed to be a memory for all of them. This trip was supposed to be a happy time for them before they returned to reality where Andy was going to break up his family.

For me.

I swallowed the lump in my throat. “I’m sorry I tagged along. I shouldn’t have come.”

Andy felt my body begin to detach from him, wanting to walk away, so he pulled me into his chest and locked me into place with his hands on my hips.

The salty air encased around us and with the sun beginning to rise behind me, it casted across Andy’s face in a bright, warm, hue and I traced my finger over his cheek. His blush-colored lips peaked through the dark hairs of his beard as he started to speak again.

“You being here with me is what I finally needed to tell Laurie about you and us,” Andy admitted.

“You told her about us?” I was shocked.

He nodded. “Before we came out here, she made me promise that if she could make me fall in love with her again, that I would forget about the divorce.”

My brows rose with wonder. “I’m guessing that you couldn’t keep your end of the promise?”

Andy dipped low, his lips catching me in a kiss. My hands wrapped behind his neck to deepen it and like with every kiss, the world around us fell away. The space between us was filled with fire that fueled our kiss and Andy pulled away, lightly nibbled on my bottom lip.

“There was no way I wouldn’t go through with the divorce,” Andy admitted.

Our foreheads rested against each other, and I quickly stole another kiss from him.

“What happens now?”

He let out a deep sigh and brought me into his chest, my cheek resting against it. He laid his chin on top of my head and began to sway me along with the waves.

“Laurie’s going to stay at our lake house until everything is finalized.”

I looked up at him through hooded eyes. “And what about us?”

“I’m ready to give you all of me,” Andy fingers worked through the loose strands of my hair which let him see my full expression.

A wide smile pulled at my lips, and I stood at the tips of my toes to place a kiss on his forehead. His arms wrapped tighter around me, and we could feel each other's heartbeat against our chests.

“I’m in all the way, if it wasn’t clear.”

Andy chuckled before turning us to face the ocean, enjoying the loud crash of the waves, and we watched the sunrise in each other's arms.

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day 18: voyeurism kink

pairing: ceo! andy barber x reader

warnings: voyeurism, mutual masturbation, dirty talk, mild daddy kink, mild degradation, implied punishment, workplace sex, boss-employee relationship, teasing and thats all i think

“y/n, in here please.”

working as andy barber’s personal assistant was a demanding job, but extremely... rewarding

you assumed andy wouldn’t get up to any of his usual inappropriate activities considering the office was still on the clock

you got up from your desk, smiling at your co-workers as you passed by even though they seemed to have a certain disdain for you

not that it mattered because they weren’t the ones getting dicked down by the walking sex god that was andy barber, you were.

“what can i do for you sir?”

he looked up from his paperwork, dropping the pen he was fidgeting with and leaning back in his chair

“close the door.”

you gulped, shooting him a look but he just smirked and spread his legs, waiting

doing as he asked you stood there uncomfortably for a few moments as he took his ring finger into his mouth and bit on the nail, raking his eyes up and down your body

“you know how hard it is for me to focus on this when you’re walking around in that skirt?” he borderline growled

you giggled, gracefully walking over to him and talking your rightful seat in his lap, his arms instinctively wrapping around your waist and yours going around his neck

“what? this thing? it’s so small on me but i didn’t have anything else to wear. oh but did you see what i left you?” feigning innocence and attempting to stifle your giggles when he quirked a brow at you

“in the drawer where you keep your extra pens” you prompted him, now struggling to hold back your amusement

he was confused as he moved to open the top drawer, and his deep blue eyes darkening even more when he saw the present you had so carefully placed for him

he pulled the thin lace up and brought it to his nose, inhaling deeply as your femininity wafted into his nostrils

when he snapped his eyes open you almost wanted to gasp as the sheer hunger that was in them

“you little fucking minx.”

you bit your lip, moving to take a seat on his sleek desk and spreading your legs just a tad bit, enough for him to get a peek at your utterly dripping cunt

“i’ve been waiting all day, i need you so bad daddy.”

he groaned, hand moving to palm his rapidly growing bulge through his dress slacks and eyes narrowing in on the sight of you swirling your wetness around

“pretty please daddy, i promise i’ll be quiet.” you pleaded, masking on the most innocent expression you could muster by fluttering your eyes and jutting out your bottom lip

he scoffed at that, “come on honey, you know how hard it is for you to keep quiet while i rail you. always screaming like a cheap whore and we can’t get caught, not yet at least.”

you pouted as heat spread up your neck and set aflame in your stomach at his words because well, he wasn’t wrong

“but you will get yourself off, but only using those pretty hands of yours.”

you huffed, realizing that your plan had backfired because you wanted andy to touch you not on your own

“don’t be a brat baby, you already worked yourself a punishment by this little stunt. but if you do what i say now i may consider taking back your punishment.”

you whimpered and nodded your head, eager to please

he hummed, giving you a good girl that had more wetness seeping onto your thighs

“go ahead, rub that little clit for me.” he instructed

you bit your lip whispering his name but that only earned you a swat to your thigh and you quickly corrected yourself

you did as he asked and immediately your legs tensed up, head falling back because for some reason andy watching your every move as you got yourself off was extremely arousing?

he grunted, pulling his thick length out of his confines and spit onto his hand lewdly before slowly pumping himself

the situation was so purely erotic you couldn’t help the heaves of your chest as you tried to contain your moans

“finger yourself baby, let me see that greedy cunt try to take it in.”

you whined lowly at his words, adjusting yourself on the desk so you could slip a finger into your hole

it was no where near as amazing as andy but it would get you where you needed to be

“daddy” you gasped, and he groaned quickening his pace

“i’m here honey, daddy’s here. fuck you’re so gorgeous you know that? make me so fucking hard.”

more choked mewls rippled past your throat and you added another digit, stretching yourself for andy’s intent gaze

a string of profanities came from deep within andy’s chest when you began to get closer to your orgasm

“you gonna cum? make a mess like the slut i know you are?”

you nodded your head frantically, eyes clenching shut and fingers digging into his desk

he tightened his fist around his cock, jerking himself off with more vigor now as he struggled to keep his own moans at bay

“let go for me honey, come on. cum all over yourself.” he praised you

and instantly you fell over your peak, three fingers pumping inside of you and your back was arching, body jerking wildly

“there we go, good girl, good girl.” he hissed now chasing his own orgasm

and as soon as you came down from your high you shocked him when you dropped to your knees, sticking your tongue out

and as if on cue he instantly spurted into your mouth, head falling back and biting his lip to contain his moans of your name

you moaned happily as he lost himself in pleasure, and maintained eye contact when you swallowed every last drop by cleaning him up and he was almost ready to go again

“you’re so fucking filthy you know that?”

you giggled before nodding, sitting back on his lap to fix his tie and placing a kiss on his lips

“get dinner with me tonight?”

you pressed another kiss to his lips, hoping that would be enough for an answer as you got off his lap, but squealed a little when he smacked your ass

he spared you a wink before you exited out of his office, not caring about the fact that everyone probably knew what happened when they saw your shirt unbuttoned and rumpled up a bit

but you couldn’t find it in you to care because now you had to prepare yourself for tonight and oh

he still had a punishment for you

fuck

okay i hope this meets your guys’ expectations 🥺

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