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jadedvibes · 2 years

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Innocent

Summary: Andy gets upset when he discovers that Neal asked you out for drinks.

Pairing: Andy Barber x reader

Warnings: 18+ only, jealous!andy, swearing, things get a little rough.

Word Count: 900

A/N: Inspired by this gif @maladaptivexxdaydreaming sent me! 💜✨

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“Why did Loguidice smugly walk out of here with a smile on his face?” Andy asked as he walked towards you.

“Hmm?” you furrowed your brows, looking up at him with a pen between your lips, feigning innocence. “I don’t know,” you slowly pulled it out. “He just offered to take me out for drinks to give me a couple pointers to strengthen my memorandums.”

His jaw ticked as he inhaled a heavy breath. “Your writing is perfect, what did you say?” he interrogated.

You tried to suppress your smile at his compliment and obvious agitation. You’d done well in your legal writing class and thought you were pretty great too, but your true reason for letting Neal Loguidice think he was taking you out on a date was to get under Andy’s skin.

Your clerkship with Andy was ending soon, and after this, you weren't certain where you’d end up for work. Although, as you watched the jealousy run across his features you knew there was one place you’d very much like to be – bent over your desk as he pounded into you mercilessly.

Of course it was unethical to want him that way, but the long hours coupled with the close proximity made you long for him. Those broad shoulders, that perfect ass, and that self-assured attitude – like he knew he could bend anyone to his will. They didn’t make men like Andy Barber anymore, and that’s why you had to have him.

Looking up at him doe-eyed, “He said I could be more clear and concise in a couple places, so I said yes.”

“You’re not going,” he declared harshly.

Your eyebrows raised at his sharp tone. “I… he’s my boss Andy. I want to be the best lawyer that I can be someday, and if he’s willing to –”

“He’s not your boss, I am. And I said you’re not going. Be sure to let him know that.”

Standing up from your desk, you walked around to get closer to Andy so that you could meet his eyeline. “But I want to go, I wanna see what he can teach me,” you smiled coyly.

“I’ll teach you, I’m a better writer than him. He’s just trying to get into your p–” he cleared his throat. Neal Loguidice was a slimeball, and he didn’t think his sweet little law clerk needed to know all the details.

You stood as close as professionally suitable, and then took one more step so that you could gaze deeply into his icy blue eyes. “Trying to get into what, Andy?”

He stared down at you for a moment and then blinked, trying to process what was happening. Sure, he flirted with you, you were too gorgeous and always so eager to please, he couldn’t help it. Even so your beauty carried an air of innocence too, one that he respected – but a deeper part of him desperately wanted to sully that. A twisted part of him wanted to know what you tasted like. Morality and honor out the door, he wanted you.

He was planning on telling you after Lynn offered you a post-bar full time position at the district attorney’s office at the end of the week. However, now with the way you were looking at him, talking about that bastard Neal taking you out, Andy knew he had to act.

“Neal is trying to get into your pants, or better yet, your skirt,” he declared, his eyes slowly trailing down your body, studying you.

You bit your lip, watching as he took you in with hungry eyes. He’d often hide his desire; every time you bent a little too low in front of him, or when you’d take off your blazer and reveal a top that showed more than he expected. You’d see the way his eyes would flutter shut, simultaneously suppressing a groan in his throat as his breathing went shallow.

“Maybe someone should,” you closed the little distance left, bringing yourself toe to toe with Andy. Knowing your time with him was limited made you bolder than you thought possible.

His eyes came to yours, and a trace of a wicked smile crossed his lips. “That what you want, honey?” he lightly trailed the back of his hand down your arm, leaving goosebumps as he went. “Want me to fuck you… right here in this office?”

You nodded, unable to push a word through your lips.

He charged you, grabbing your face in his large hands as he kissed you. His tongue slid through your lips as he backed you toward your desk, pinning you there with his hips.

You threaded your fingers into his rough beard as you kissed him back with everything you had – electricity buzzing through every cell in your body as you felt him harden against your covered core. His grip on your face was near painful, but damn did you love the way he felt, his tongue passionately dancing against yours.

His lips, his touch, his power, felt like a perfect preview for what was to come next.

“I’m going to fucking ruin you,” Andy growled against your lips.

Eager and aching, “Please,” you whimpered, your heart beating so loud you swore he could hear it.

Andy gave you a devilish grin, his eyes flickering in satisfaction at the sight of you wrecked and ready for him. “Go lock the door.”

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georgiapeach30513 · 10 months

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You and @annislittleshopofhorrors keep going back and forth with Andy VS. Cole while I’m sitting here with multiple 🕳️’s that they could both help with 👀😂

What??? 😧😧 I never said I would share with anyone. There’s always Cole. He looks like he needs practice. He did live with his parents for awhile.

#andy barber #cole turner #andy vs cole #Anne is just jealous that she can’t be too loud

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hotchscvm · 10 months

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masterlist

ao3

Andy Barber

best friend’s daddy one two three

• Andy finds interest in his son's best friend.

Aaron Hotchner

bad ideas (and good results) one two

• after aaron’s rejection, you enlist spencer’s help to make him jealous.

leaked nudes one two three

• while looking at crime scene pictures on your phone, aaron swipes too far left and discovers some … sexy photos.

three cents

• you butt dial your boss during a girls night … the girls night where you told them you’d fuck aaron hotchner for three cents.

pass the salt, daddy

• in which both your daddies reach for the salt.

baby fever

• you pretending to be pregnant during an undercover mission has aaron thinking about making it real.

dildo shopping one two

• aaron catches you dildo shopping.

you

• aaron’s interest in you becomes an obsession.

tiktoks and bcc’s

• strauss calls you into her office about a few tiktoks you made about your boss.

performance evaluation

• after making a wrong move on the field, aaron is forced to evaluate your performance. you make sure to give him a good one.

Spencer Reid

not his girlfriend

• you’re not his girlfriend, but …

spencer doesn’t swear

• after realizing spencer doesn’t curse, you make it your mission to do so, no matter how many times you have to bend over on his desk.

teddy bear

• when he's away on cases, his teddy bear keeps an eye on you.

Tom Riddle

drisson one

• thrust back in time, she must navigate her way through the 1940s with tom riddle’s obsession.

Loki

thank u, next one two

• A new team member in the group shakes things up for the super soldier.

#hotchscvm masterlist #aaron hotchner #loki #andy barber #aaron hotchner x reader #loki x reader #andy barber x reader

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writing-for-marvel · 10 months

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"I dream of you. all i do, is dream of you."

If I Can’t Have Everything, Then Let Me Just Have You

Andy Barber x Fem!Reader

Summary: When Andy gets jealous of you talking with his colleague, you reassure him he’s everything you’ll ever need.

Warnings: age gap and although exact ages are never mentioned everyone is well and truly of age, jealous Andy

Word count: 700

A/N: this is for @nickfowlerrr’s the seven writing challenge - I spun the wheel for the seven deadly sins and got envy. A big thank you my darling friend @flordeamatista, queen of Andy fics, for not only providing the inspiration for this fic, but helping me with writing Andy for the first time and being my constant cheerleader 🩷 banners by @vase-of-lilies

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Andy hated attending after work functions with his colleagues. He could barely stand dealing with them during the working week, but then to also be forced to give up his Saturday night so his boss could show off the house his old family money had bought him was another level of torture.

You were his saving grace. Part of him felt guilty for dragging the woman he loved along to these grandstanding cocktail parties where you were forced to make small talk with people you didn’t enjoy the company of, but you were also the only person who stopped him from going completely insane.

But at this moment, while he was stuck hearing about how his boss’s fantasy football team was performing, as if he didn’t hear enough about it at the office, Andy saw red as he was subjected to watch Dylan, the office womaniser, chatting you up.

In the back of his mind he knew with absolute certainty that you wouldn’t cheat on him, but the reason his heart clenched and acidic jealousy bubbled in his stomach was because of what Dylan represented: everything Andy couldn’t offer you.

He wasn’t young anymore, he was well aware the prime of his life was past him at this point in time. He had settled into a comfortable routine which didn’t involve a thriving social life which he remembered having with Laurie when they were your age. He was surely not as flexible or had as much energy as a young man fifteen years his junior.

He wanted to be able to give you the world, but all he had to offer was the trauma developed from his tarnished past, which was still following him around like a shadow, his back problems, wonky knee and the remainder of his life which would be distinctly shorter than Dylan, or someone of his age, could promise to spend with you.

The root of his envy was insecurity.

And he was green with envy.

Excusing himself from the one-sided conversation his boss was having, Andy set off with purpose, making a beeline to you, only to find you were already making your way over to him. Relief eased the tension in his shoulders as your gaze found his and a smile tugged at the corners of your mouth.

“Your colleague, the guy behind me, is a creep.” You commented, hooking your fingers through his belt loops and pulling him protectively into you. Andy leaned down and placed a small, sweet kiss to your forehead, not needing to look behind you to know exactly who you were referring to. A sense of satisfaction filled his chest with the notion that you were clearly averse to Dylan’s pursuits.

“That’s not what most young women around the office think.”

“Well he is.” You stated firmly, a look of disgust flashing over your features. “Why does it take me telling him I have a boyfriend to respect that I’m not interested. Why would I want a boy like him, when I already have a man like you?”

Andy smiled, coming to the realisation that he had no reason to be jealous. Perhaps he couldn’t offer you his callow youth, but he did have maturity and experience, which would surely be much more valuable in a devoted relationship.

“You are a dream come true, you know that?” In response to this you scrunched your nose and smiled in a way that made Andy’s heart fill with pure adoration and devotion.

You truly were all he would ever need for the remainder of his life.

“You’re my dream come true too, Andy.” Standing on your tiptoes, arms sling around his neck, you placed a delicate kiss against his lips, neither of you paying any mind to his colleagues who could be watching on. “You’re everything I’ve ever dreamed of.”

Taking a beat to commit the moment to memory, Andy made a promise to himself that he would never take his second chance at love for granted.

“Let’s go home, handsome.” You suggested, tugging gently on his tie with that mischievous grin which always promised a sinfully pleasurable time. “I have plans for us that definitely don’t involve the rest of you colleagues.”

#em writes #em answers #Alice 🌸#andy barber #andy barber x reader #andy barber x you #andy barber x y/n #andy barber drabble #andy barber one shot #andy barber imagine #andy barber fluff #andy barber fanfic #andy barber fanfiction #chris evans #chris evans characters #chris evans x reader #chris evans x you #chris evans x y/n #defending jacob

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frostironfudge · 2 years

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Pretty Princess - Andy Barber (Smut)

Summary: Andy Barber gets jealous when he presumes you shared a room with one of his associates. Also this isn't defending jacob compliant, i haven't watched the show I'm just a fan of Mr. Barber.

Pairing: Andy Barber x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut, dom/sub dynamics, possessiveness, slight dark andy, praise kink, nickname - princess, cum play, oral f and m receiving, p in v, multiple orgasms, cockwarming, beard kink?.

A.N: I fully blame @elle14-blog1 for filling my mind with andy filth so here is lawyer daddy Barber for everyone, (well i almost put the daddy kink in it but i'm still not sure about writing it, its a me block i'm working up the courage) let me know what you all think! Also is anyone else feral for him and mr. Levinson?

Word Count: 1.8k

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Something is amiss, you think as your eyes fall on the clock that reads two a.m., there is a source of warmth to your left which wasn’t present as you decided to tuck in for the night.

The warmth hums, large hands running up your sides.

“How was it? Sharing a room with him?” He murmurs, his voice has an edge. The one you’ve heard countless times in the courtroom and during one on one negotiations.

“An-Andy?” You manage to squeak out, when he pulls you closer, shifting so he’d be hovering above you.

The sleeves of his white shirt are rolled till his elbows, the top three buttons undone and you can see the inviting skin of his chest. His woodsy scent has you wanting to be pressed up against him.

“Why the innocent little eyes, princess? Didn’t think I would know? I sent you for work and what did you do with him? How dare you even think to share what is mine.” He raises a brow, blue only a thin rim around his pupils.

Your thighs squeeze, but his own limbs keep you spread apart, the thin material of your sleep shorts bloom with the warmth of him flush against you.

“Look at you, do you know you call out for me in your sleep?” His nose brushes along your jawline, chest rumbles deeply. His hips shift forward and your clit pulses in response.

“Andy, I didn’t sleep—,” You want to tell him nothing happened. That you went to a different motel because you weren’t comfortable sharing a room with Ari.

He tuts, “Sweet, sweet, girl. I’m going to ruin you for everyone else.” He promises, placing open mouth kisses along your neck, tongue swirling over your shirt your nipples harden for him.

You cry out as he bites down upon the pebbled flesh. Your hips arch, pressing against his crotch. Andy hums in approval.

“Feel what you do to me princess? Achingly hard, the times I’ve used my hand wishing it was your soft, tight warm cunt or that troublesome mouth of yours, fuck.” Andy grinds against you, your fingers tighten their grip in his hair.

“Andy,” You beg, for more, you need to feel more.

“What is it princess?” He groans rutting against you harder.

“Need, need you more.” You mewl, he sits back on his knees, hair tousled, eyes watching you.

Your eyes fall to his tongue licking his lips, he breaths in deep a smirk widening on his lips.

You feel yourself clench around nothing.

“Strip for me princess.” He instructs, you prop yourself against the headboard, undoing the buttons of the silk shirt, Andy’s hedonistic blue eyes rake over the newly exposed skin.

Licking his lips he grabs the waist band of your shorts in his teeth, dragging it down your hips. Large palms tap at your thighs, you lift your hips to help him take the fabric off of you.

You hiss at the cold air, nipples hardening.

“Look at that achingly sweet cunt begging for me, isn’t she?” Andy blows over the heated flesh, a whimper escapes your lips.

“Andy, please—,” your words cut off into a moan as his tongue swirls around your clit. He sucks upon the aching flesh, you can feel his beard brushing over your folds being coated with your arousal as he devours you.

He hums in approval and you preen, fingers finding his hair and tugging him closer. Large hands grip your hips anchoring you to the bed, his tongue moves over your folds.

Andy places soft kisses to the flesh of your thighs, edging you away from the orgasm he was building.

“Please.” You whimper, he blows on your clit again. Cold against heated flesh, one hand moves from your hips, his middle finger knuckle deep inside of you.

“So tight. Think you can take me, princess?” Andy taunts, wet squelches of his movement ring over his words.

“Clenching around me? Hmm, of course you can take me, pussy was made for my cock only right?” His lips latch onto your clit, two fingers are stretching you out, tracing over your walls.

Your stomach tightens, Andy, Andy, Andy consumes your every thought.

“That’s right, Princess. You’re only going to say my name, only remember my name, and pray it all night long.” Andy grins, licking his lips, fingers thrusting at a relentless pace and tongue flicking over your clit.

You cum shuddering against his mouth, the burn of his beard against your flesh. Through the aftershocks he doesn’t relent, lapping up your release, giving hums of approval that have you still drip for him.

Andy pulls away, through hooded eyes you look at him. Gone is his shirt and pants, length straining against his boxers.

“Aw, Princess can’t stay without getting wet for me? Look at you making a mess.” Andy teases, palms wrapping around your ankles and sliding you to the edge of the bed.

“Andy, fuck me, please.” You request, his greedy lust fill eyes soften, thumb tracing over your jaw then bottom lip.

Your lips part as you suck the tip.

“Greedy little girl.” He chastises, the smirk on his face has you know he’s enjoying himself.

“Want my cock, Sweetheart?” His thumb is in your mouth pressing on your tongue.

Your doe like eyes look up at him, you nod.

“Only I know how filthy you really are, hiding behind those innocent little eyes.” Andy traces his thumb down your chin, neck and sternum, brushing over your nipples.

“On your knees princess. You beg so nicely and hands on my thighs. Don’t even think about touching yourself.” He warns.

Your thighs clench, sinking down on your knees you reach for the waistband of his boxers helping him out of them.

His tip covered in a sheen of precum, you lick your lips. Kissing the tip as your eyes meet his, the groan Andy gives sends a pulse to your clit, gagging slightly at his girth you slowly work your way to taking him half way.

“That’s it Princess, keep going, fuck you look so pretty like this, lips all stretched around my cock.” He praises, hands running over your hair.

You shift, trying to get some friction but nothing works, bobbing your head you try to take more of him in, tears brim over your eyes.

“Aw, is my cock too big? We’ll make it fit baby. Your sweet little pussy is going to be stretched all around my cock soon.” Andy promises, tone darkening at your muffled preen.

“Don’t you want to make me happy? That mouth feels so good.” Andy groans as you pull away then take him back in, hollowing your cheeks slightly you find a rhythm that works and the way Andy begins to swear and his grip tightening on your hair you know you’re doing a good job.

“Fuck, Princess, keep going fuck, fuck fuck.” Andy moans your name, slowly breaking your rhythm to set his own pace to fuck your mouth.

He pulls away, a thin thread spit still connecting your lips to him, “Oh Princess, get on the bed, all fours.”

You do as he says, his fingers tease your cunt,

“So fucking wet, such a good little Princess.” He praises, your hips shift back.

“Andy.” You whimper when a stinging slap is on your clit.

“Patience.” He growls, his length gathering you on him.

Slowly he pushes into you, you moan, hands shaking as you try to relax to get him inside of you.

Andy moans your name, “Tightest little pussy. Fuck—,” halfway in he pulls out. Entering you again further, you feel so full.

Andy picks a rhythm that works each time he pushes further into you, your walls flutter around his thick length.

“Look at you taking my cock so good, can feel me everywhere can’t you?” He questions you nod against the sheets too far gone to speak.

His palm wraps around your throat pulling you up, his cock brushes over the spot that has you moan loudly, head against his shoulder, palm around your neck.

Andy’s hips move relentlessly the new angle has your pussy gripping him like a vice, he moans other hand moving to circle your clit.

You begin to thrash in his hold, each thrust right over your g-spot, each circle of his fingers sending waves of pleasure through you.

You don’t know how you’re making the sounds you can distantly hear over the building roar of your orgasm.

Andy keeps praising you, praising your pussy for being so good. The stretch and burn of him so delicious you clench hard around him before giving over to the orgasm, pliant in his arms as he chases his own release.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, Princess you going to milk me? You going to let me fill you up? Mark you? Yes you are—, Fucking hell.” Andy’s hips stutter you feel the warmth bloom inside you as he cums, with a loud moan of your name, his speed slows down but he still fucks you through it.

You grip his wrist when he begins to rub your clit again, sensitive but you can’t help it when he demands one more from you, he just wants to feel you cum around him.

“You can do that right, Princess? Come on oh, there it is, such a good girl fuck—,” your walls spasm around him Andy groans as your pussy milks him well for everything he’s got.

He turns you around, laying you on your back.

Andy admires as a ring of white coats the base of his cock, little streams of your mixed cum rivulet over your folds.

“Marking me, my sweet little Princess?” Andy questions meeting your gaze.

“I’m all yours sweet girl.” He nuzzles into the crook of your neck. Placing kisses over your skin.

Your pulse still thrums, his kisses helping slow it down as you bask in his affection.

Slowly he moves to retrieve a damp washcloth to clean you up. You move closer to him, Andy places soft kisses to your forehead and cheek.

“You okay there, Princess?” He chuckles when you whine only wanting to be close to him.

“Just want you.” You mumble.

“You have me Princess, only me.” He promises darkly.

Through the haze of your slumber coaxed mind, you can feel him turn you parting your thighs, mewling as he slowly pushes his cock inside you.

Arm around your waist he shushes you with a kiss to your hair.

“Relax Princess, just want to keep you full,”

You relax against him, shifting and clenching around him when he plays with your nipples, heat pools in your stomach again.

“Nice and full of me.” He chuckles as your hips move over him for more.

“My greedy little Princess, I’ll give you everything.” He assures, grasping your chin and tilting your head to kiss you full of promises.

-x-

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krirebr · 8 months

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Updated 4/28/24

Tag lists are open

Here is a current list of all of the work I've posted here. I write mostly for Chris Evans characters and all of my work is intended for an 18+ audience. Minors please DNI.

My asks are always open! 💜💜💜

🖤 Dark 😥 Angst 🥵 Smut

Steve Rogers

What You Can Do For Your Country

Being Captain America is a lot harder than anyone realizes. Steve thinks you might be able to help. 🖤

Everybody Wants to Rule the World

Your vacation comes to an end when a powerful and mysterious man gets his first taste. 🖤🥵

Curtis Everett

I Know I Should Know Better series

Curtis has been working as your body guard for almost two years now. Standing by and watching you work and party your life away is becoming more and more difficult, but is there anything he can do about it? 😥🥵

Ransom Drysdale

Psycho Killer AU

Summary: A drunken dare and chance encounter jump-starts a whole new life. 🖤🥵

More Than This series

Arranged marriages have always been used to solidify business deals among the ultra-wealthy. Your stepfather wants to be in business with Harlan Thrombey, so now it's your turn. 😥

Andy Barber

Trapped AU

Andy keeps telling you how lucky you are that he chose you to be his wife. 🖤

Johnny Storm

Giving Me a Thrill

A few years after your divorce, a friend gives you a nudge to try something new.

Drabbles and Headcanons

Curtis + soft!dark + soothe 🖤

Jealous Ex Ransom

Sequel 🥵

End

Relax - Jake Jensen

Curtis Takes the Snowpiercer 🖤🥵

Arranged Marriage Steve Headcanon

Curtis + Possessive

Krismas Party Drabble Masterlist

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sstan-hoe · 1 year

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NAVIGATION

you are responsible for the kind and amount of media you consume, therefore it is not my problem if you find something you don't like. While I appreciate if you are at least 16, I advice the majority of this blog as 18+

you do not have permission to copy, translate or post my writing on any other website/ app or anything— I do not own the rights to the character = this is for entertainment purposes only! which also means I write when I feel like it.

I'm currently not writing for c.e. characters!!!!

the rest of my characters and series are on masterlist no. 2!

-> s.stan masterlist

Bucky Barnes

𝖧𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗒 𝖡𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗁𝖽𝖺𝗒 ☆ - Today's your birthday and your handsome husband invited his best friend over to gift you a special present.

-> husbands!best friend!bucky | one-shot | smut | ft. andy barber

𝖨'𝗆 𝖭𝗈𝗍 𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 𝖠𝗇𝗒𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 ☆ - Bucky and you had a secret relationship that ended months ago, but there was an unspoken tension between you.

-> brothers best friend!bucky | one-shot | smut

Gift for You

-> normal!bucky | drabble | fluff | valentine's day event

Wine and Take Out

-> mob!bucky | drabble | fluff | valentine's day event

Take My Breath Away ☆ - it's your wedding day, you are marrying the man you love...or are you? he says he loves you, so why is he letting you marry the man he claims is not right for you?

Angel to Love for Eternity - you're his angel and he will love you for eternity, he does everything for you...it's time to return the favour.

-> vampire!bucky | one-shot | smut | event

The Storm He Calms – with a hot-headed wife like you, Bucky's life was never boring. Add to that, his daughter. Seven years, cute as a button with the temper of her mother.

-> teacher!bucky | one-shot | fluff | smut | moodboard

Steve Kemp

𝖲𝗍𝗈𝖼𝗄𝗁𝗈𝗅𝗆 𝖲𝗒𝗇𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝖲𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝖤𝖿𝖿𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗌 ☆ - steve gives you stockholm syndrome and well let's just say; you gotta make sure you're his only one....

-> steve kemp | one-shot | smut | dark

Nick Fowler

𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖱𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝖢𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝖼 ☆ - nick promised you'd go shopping after you had to punish him for missing yet another date of yours and in a certain store he can't control himself anymore.

-> mob!nick | one-shot | smut | fluff

-> c.evans masterlist

Andy Barber

𝖧𝖾 𝖲𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝖫𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖧𝖾𝗋 ☆ - he is defending a girl who is charged for murder on three man; she is a criminal, and he is her lawyer who can’t stay away from her knowing what she is.

-> criminal!reader | one-shot | dark

𝖯𝖺𝗒 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝖡𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗂𝗌𝗇'𝗍 ☆ - you catch Laurie cheating on her husband, but what she didn't realize is that payback is indeed a bitch.

-> normal!andy | one-shot | smut

𝖲𝖾𝗑 𝖮𝗇 𝖫𝖾𝗀𝗌 - Andy and you fuck and almost get caught

-> boyfriends dad!andy | drabble | smut

𝖧𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗒 𝖡𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗁𝖽𝖺𝗒 ☆ – today's your birthday and your handsome husband invited his best friend over to gift you a special present

-> husband!andy | one-shot | smut | fluff | ft. bucky barnes

New Louboutins – Andy bought you new shoes and you love them, you wear them everywhere at any chance you get. The only downside is that after a little while they get uncomfortable…

-> husband!andy | one-shot | smut | fluff

Lloyd Hansen

𝖲𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋 𝖭𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖢𝗂𝗍𝗒 ☆ - he loved you that night, you didn’t want that night to end but it had to after all he was your mission and you had to finish it…right?

-> normal!lloyd | one-shot | fluff | smut

𝖤𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖲𝗎𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖾 ☆ - you get into a fight with Lloyd because once again he got too overprotective/jealous which ends up in you ignoring him, but he try everything, and I mean everything to get you to talk to him — Aramis the Cat (moodboard)

-> sofft!lloyd | one-shot | fluff | smut

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖳𝗋𝗂𝗉 - you have to go on a work trip and leave Lloyd alone with your cat; Aramis

-> soft!lloyd | drabble | fluff

𝖨𝗍'𝗌 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖬𝖾 𝖥𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 - lloyd comforting you and some other stuff

-> soft!lloyd | one-shot | angst

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖧𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖧𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖮𝗇 𝖬𝖾 - Lloyd also has a gentle side and only if the reader is near him. Lloyd wants to kill/hurr a man in front of a child. The reader tells him that he should not do it - and what the reader says is law.

-> sub!lloyd | one-shot | smut | darkish-fluff

𝖫𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖲𝗅𝗎𝗍 ☆ - you hate him, he hates you, maybe you don't, you fuck each other for money

-> pornstar!lloyd | drabble | smut

𝖬𝗒 𝖡𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝖣𝖺𝖽 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖮𝗇𝖾 ☆ - a short little drabble on your secret relationship with your bestfriends dad or more like daddy ;)

-> best friends dad!lloyd | one-shot | fluff | smut

Ransom Drysdale

𝖡𝗂𝗀 𝖮𝗅𝖾' 𝖲𝗈𝖿𝗍𝗂𝖾 - Ransom can get really soft when he didn’t see Y/N for days 【♥︎】

-> normal!ransom | drabble | fluff

𝖬𝗒 𝖣𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝖡𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝖱𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗈𝗆 - You loved Ransom and would do anything to keep him, but he didn’t love you as much however sooner or later he will find his way back...

-> normal!ransom | one-shot | dark | event

Ari Levinson

𝖦𝗋𝗈𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝖲𝗁𝗈𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 ☆ - You and Ari are at the grocery store getting your weekly things. You hear a group of girls staring at Ari and whispering as he walks down the islands

-> normal!ari | drabble | fluff

𝖯𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗎𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗍𝗁

-> normal!ari | drabble | smut

Steve Rogers

Give You A Ride – you had your eyes on him for a long time...finally something happens but you have to follow one rule; the cowboy rule...

-> cowboy!steve | one-shot | smut | little fluff

#andy barber x reader #bucky barnes x reader #lloyd hansen x reader #ransom drysdale x reader #bucky barnes smut #lloyd hansen smut #andy barber smut #ari levinson x reader #ari levinson smut #steve rogers x reader #steve kemp x reader #steve kemp smut #steve rogers smut #nick fowler smut #nick fowler x reader #ransom drysdale smut

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shadeysprings · 8 months

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FREAKtober Fest 2023

Finally, after some encouragement from friends, I present my first of many FREAKtober Fest to you.

There will be four stories, each with captivatingly dark themes, that will be posted each Saturday of the month - there might also be a wild card, so stay tuned.

REMINDER: These stories are strictly 18+ and will have dark themes. With that said, I advise caution when engaging with them - that also means minors are not allowed to interact.

WEEK ONE

— YOU

Art Collector!Steve Kemp Your unexpected meeting with the famous art collector takes a dark turn when you learn the secret of his private collection.

WEEK TWO

— So Good. So Bad.

Stalker!Ex-Boyfriend!Lloyd Hansen The Halloween party you and your friends attend turns upside down all because of your jealous ex.

WEEK THREE

—Serial Killer!Lee Bodecker

WEEK FOUR

—Therapist!Andy Barber

WILD CARD - This will be a surprise

#beanie's freaktober fest #freaktober fest #steve kemp #dark steve kemp #lloyd hansen #dark lloyd hansen #lee bodecker #dark lee bodecker #andy barber #dark andy barber #sebastian stan characters #chris evans characters

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cevansbrat0007 · 1 year

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Imma need to see Andy’s reaction to him and reader meeting Lloyd Evans-Drysdale and Lloyd flirting with her

OH. MY. GOD.

This would be amazing. I can just imagine Reader swooning and fangirling like an idiot. Meanwhile, Andy is somewhere in a corner positively seething.

Maybe she asks Lloyd Evans-Drysdale for a picture, but he only agrees to take one with her. And then when he kisses her on the cheek or something totally innocent, but also ridiculous...prompting her Andy Bear to just lose his shit.

I'm really gonna try to turn this into a drabble or something. Our poor, poor Andy. He really doesn't like to share his girl...LOL

Thanks for sending this delightful ask my way!

#cevansbrat0007 asks #chris evans imagines #andy barber imagines #jealous andy barber #pouty andy barber #andy barber is a menace #cevansbrat0007growing pains series #cevansbrat0007 fics #handsy #lloyd evans-drysdale #future drabble idea

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enretrogue · 4 months

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𝗝𝗔𝗡𝗨𝗔𝗥𝗬 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 𝗙𝗜𝗖 𝗥𝗘𝗖𝗦 (𝟮)

.☘︎ ݁˖ = BLACK/POC WORKS | 23' FIC REC M.LIST

THE GRAY MAN

SIERRA SIX/COURT GENTRY

Kiss Me. Right Here. Right Now. — @lloydsbitch

Kinktober Day 1: Floor Sex — @someplace-darker

Vacation Sex w/ Six — @charnelhouse

The Babysitter — @runa-falls

Cozy — @sierrasixed

Bullet For You — @stardustdreams-andcaffeine

LLOYD HANSEN

His One Weakness — @secretswiftymarvelfan

Rainbow Baby Drabble — @imaginedreamwrite

Boring, Boring, Boring ⎢ Pt. 2 — @rustytricycle

In My Memories You Sleep — @shotgunbunny

Don’t You Shiver — @the-iceni-bitch

Untitled Drabble — @rogerswifesblog

Yours To Ruin — @rosedpetal

Hatred — @ichorai

Shopping w/ Lloyd — @universitypenguin

Be Aware Of Your Surroundings (+Andy Barber) — @sstan-hoe .☘︎ ݁˖

Deception Isn’t Sexy — @shotgunbunny .☘︎ ݁˖

Only You — @dungeonpuppykai

Everything For You Sunshine — @sstan-hoe .☘︎ ݁˖

The Trip — @sstan-hoe .☘︎ ݁˖

It’s You And Me Forever — @sstan-hoe .☘︎ ݁˖

Little Slut — @sstan-hoe .☘︎ ݁˖

My Best Friend’s Dad Is The One For Me — @sstan-hoe .☘︎ ݁˖

Wedding Crasher — @imyourbratzdoll

Code Red — @kthynes

Husband For Hire ⎢ Pt. 2 ⎢ Pt. 3 — @kthynes

Lloyd Hansen x Wife!Reader — @imyourbratzdoll

Funeral Planning — @xcaptain-winterx

Your Tears Are Delicious ⎢ Pt. 2 — @rustytricycle

Distract Me — @jomaskins

You Showed Me Colors You Know I Can’t See With Anyone Else — @hiscalamitouslove

Imagine… Waking Up To The Love Of Your Life — @joannaliceevans-fanficblog

Got A Jealous Bone — @the-iceni-bitch

SIERRA SIX + LLOYD HANSEN

Lloyd + Six Fighting Over Reader — @writing-wh0re

Precious Weapon ⎢ 2 ⎢ Midnight Confessions — @arrieebooks

#navigation

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georgiapeach30513 · 2 months

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Just Like the Caged Bird, Part 10

Summary: Andy gets jealous

Pairings: Andy Barber X Reader

Rating: explicit

Warnings: Explicit language, explicit sexual content, sex in a work place, oral sex (F receiving), getting caught, obsession, possession, breeding kink, manipulations, depictions of grief, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 4.8K

Series Masterlist

*dividers created by @firefly-graphics

Andy sighs, removing his fingers from the keyboard. Normally he would have his office door closed, hoping to keep people from bothering him. But not on days that you worked. You are the best kind of distraction. He has to keep twisting his head to look out his door to see you on the phone, or making copies for him.

You brightened up the office whether you realized it or not. Even when you got overwhelmed or confused, and needed to ask him something. And the joy that spreads across your face when he helps you figure something out. You caught up to things quickly, and he wished you didn’t. It would mean more time with him.

You had a need to please him, and you did. Every bit of movement you did felt like it was just for him. And now he gets to see you in pencil skirts, heels, button up blouses, dresses — this is his favorite fantasy. Even when he shouldn’t have been looking at you, he knew you would grow up into the woman you are. And now you were his and he could look at you whenever he damn well pleased.

There were some minor setbacks to get you to him, and he is sorry that his brother had to pass in order for him to have you. What he isn’t sorry for is the fact that he knew you were always his. Jake was always a place holder, but he hated the fact that he had you first. However, you were now slowly coming around, and so reactive to him.

It is incredible to see you listen and obey. The way you longed for his touch, and melted into him. You deserved to be spoiled in ways that no one ever has. Men were always leaving you. Your father was off into oblivion. Your brothers were always leaving for something or other. Jake decided the army was more important than spending time with his wife, and what did it cause him? He hates thinking about his brother like that, but Andy has no intentions of leaving you.

He’s so lost in thought that he doesn’t hear your heels clicking towards his office. Placing a hand on the doorframe, you lean into his office with the most beautiful smile. “It’s a bit slow today,” you start talking. Your nickname of Songbird makes even more sense with how melodic you sound.

“You can’t leave for the day.”

“I didn’t want to,” he watches as your hand rubs up and down the door frame, your smile getting larger. “I was wondering if you’d like me to go get us some coffee.”

“There’s a coffee machine in the break room,” he gives you a little smirk, already deciding that yes, he was going to let you go get some coffee. You said ‘us’.

”Yes, but that’s just boring K Cups. Wouldn’t you like a latte? Maybe a shaken espresso?”

“Would that make you happy, sweetheart?” He swears, and you could break his heart from your wide grin. Nodding your head in excitement. You stand up straight in the door, and he gets to see your entire body on display. Your outfit is perfect for him. Hugging every curve of your body. Work got both harder and better because of you. “Fine, surprise me. Nothing too sweet, and no vanilla. Here, let me get you my card.”

“Andy! I wanted to do something nice for you.”

“Then come sit in my lap, and give me a kiss. You’ll have paid me in full,” you may give him a coy smile, shaking your head, but you close the door to go sit on his lap. He grabs ahold of your hips starting a slow grind on him. “I don’t think you realize how much I have wanted you.”

“I have an idea,” you whisper, leaning into his neck. Your dangerous game starts early today. Panting on his neck, while you whisper his name. He plays his games, too. Edging himself so when he does get you he goes harder and deeper than you thought possible. Knowing that even though his cock is hardening under your ass that he won’t act on his primal need to have you.

“Have you thought about my suggestion,” you whimper onto his neck. Pressing open mouth kisses behind the shell of his ear, and he moves you harder. “Don’t change the subject. I took your temp this morning. You’re not ovulating.”

“I don’t know if that works,” answering honestly. Why did he always want to talk about things of this nature while you’re distracted? It’s like you couldn’t fully concentrate on either one, and you would just go with whatever he decided.

“It’s worked for enough people. It’ll work on you,” his words are a bit hard as he thrusts up. Pushing your front onto his desk, and he gets to his knees. Rucking up your skirt. His calloused fingers hook under the expensive thong he had bought you, moving it aside. He buries his face in your wet heat. Tongue lapping up your juices.

Andy begins to kitten lick your clit. Giving the little nub a nip before he paints butterflies on your core with every stroke of his tongue. Fucking your cunt with his thick muscle, and then back to sucking your clit. Back and forth. Pleasuring and stopping. Confusing your body until you're pushing yourself onto his tongue while he kneels behind you.

Fingers gripping onto the edge of the desk, and you search for that release. Using his face and tongue for your enjoyment. Can feel his devilish smirk on your center. You mewl out in pleasure when you glance behind you. Seeing him burrow so deep into your folds you feel like you’re about to explode.

“Mr. Barber?” You push him off you so fast, collapsing onto the floor in front of him, hiding from his partner’s secretary, and Andy stands up. Straightening his tie. Using his hand to wipe off your juices from his face, he clears his throat. “I’m sorry. I’ll knock next time.”

”Janice? This — she’s my girlfriend.”

”I didn’t ask,” the older woman walks out of his office, and Andy looks down at you with a smirk.

He places his thumb along your bottom lip. Rubbing the smooth skin back and forth before pushing it into your mouth, and you suckle the appendage. Staring up at him with wide eyes. “Your cunt’s showing,” you try to shrug away from his thumb so you can right your skirt. “Uh uh. I like the view. Looking all innocent and vulnerable all because someone saw me feasting on that pretty little pussy. It’s new for me, too.”

“But you’re the man,” you mumble of his thumb before he pulls it out of your mouth. Reaching a hand down to you, and you take it. You stand up, and pull down your skirt. “I don’t want people to think I got this job because we’re sleeping together. I don’t want the news here to be that you’re fucking your office manager. You want to be the DA.”

”I’m fucking my girlfriend. I have you here to spend more time with you because I have a busy schedule. And anytime you and I are behind closed doors, how about we make sure to lock it? They see you arrive with me, and leave with me. Honey, what do you think they thought you were? You’re not some bimbo that I use as a fleshlight. Now, here’s my card. Go buy us some coffee. No vanilla.”

“Caramel?” Your mouth turns up in a sheepish grin. With the sun shining through the window, Andy’s hair looks a bit darker. Too often you get glimpses of what your sunshine boy would look like if he was allowed to get older. You decided to quit denying that part of your attraction to Andy is his resemblance to Jake. Was it wrong? Possibly. But it was your life and your conflicting thoughts.

“Sweetheart, surprise me. No vanilla though,” you grab onto his card, and turn away to get a cute little love tap on your ass. Having to stop yourself when you turn around because that was Jake’s favorite move. And the feeling is too familiar, and you wish it was Jake instead.

Andy’s head lifts up when he hears your giggle. His smile spreads out wide across his face, faltering just a bit when he sees you on the phone animatedly talking to someone as you balance the two coffees in your arms. Pushing into the building. He is almost worried until you give him your warm smile. But it doesn’t stop him from wondering just who you’re talking to.

Bringing him his drink, you give him a quick peck just beside his lips before turning back towards the front, “Yeah, I’ll be home tonight,” he stops his drinking as his steady eyes follow you. Practically glaring as you sit down at your desk. “Okay, but last time you got to choose the movie.”

Fucking Bucky Barnes. Or his little brother. Either way you casually said you were going home tonight. Which was the plan, but you said it so happily. Like you are ready to leave Andy. And all he could think about is the next time that you were going to be with him. Jealousy isn’t the word. He’s angry. His house should be your home, and not some temporary apartment.

You are flirting with Bucky or Steve right in front of him. How could you casually forget all the ways he made you feel? He was just feasting on your juices. He wondered if Bucky knew just how you crumbled before him? What pretty little sounds you made when he filled you up with pleasure, and it was time he filled you up with him.

“Let me ask him. Hold on,” Andy is lost in all the ways he wants to feel himself inside of you, and have Bucky know who you belonged to. Steve knew who you always belonged to, and it was him. “Andy?”

He knew what he had to do. Bucky is getting in the way of what Andy deserved. He waited too long for you. He was patient. Waited on you to be legal and then watched in agony as you fell for Jensen. It was his turn now, and this was the endgame. There is no other option but you and him.

“Andy?”

“Hmm?” He looks up from his hands, staring blankly at you. Still on the damn phone.

“To save time Bucky said he can come pick me up after work.”

“It’s okay,” that is the wrong thing to say as you scrunch up your nose. “I don’t mind driving you back to the apartment,” clear words. That place isn’t your home. He is. “It just means more time with you. And I thought you were going to make me food?”

“You said you had a lot to do with your case. Bucky is just trying to help you out,” of course he is. Bucky is just trying to get in the middle of the greatest thing that has ever happened to him. You rest the phone on your shoulder, giving him a sweet smile, “Remember what I told you I was going to do when we are apart?”

Pictures and video calls would never be the same. It isn’t enough. Only you were enough. But he is beginning to notice when he pushes you too hard the harder you pull away. He’s going to give you this moment even though everything inside him is screaming to wrap you up in his warmth. “I look forward to every part of you,” he answers vaguely. “Fine, tell Bucky he can pick you up.”

“And we're just ordering pizza. You need to stop procrastinating with your work, too. I’m a bad influence,” well that sounds like you didn’t even want him there with you. You need alone time with Bucky. “But if you want to join us, what’s your favorite kind of pizza?”

“Pepperoni and Italian sausage, but you’re right,” you are, but he didn’t didn’t like Bucky. One of these days you would be living completely with Andy, so he supposed it didn’t matter now. But Bucky had to go. You didn’t need guy friends. You should just want Andy. “What are you going to do?”

“I keep telling Bucky we need to watch Neverending Story, but he’s suggesting Hellraiser.”

“Your choice is better,” his choice sounds like a great way to have you clinging to him while you are alone. It’s one of the oldest tricks in the book. There is a reason that guy liked to watch horror movies. Childish. Neverending Story is safe. It isn’t scary.

“I knew it! Thanks, Andy. He’ll be here around quitting time to pick me up,” and Andy would make sure that Bucky knew exactly how affected you are by him. It isn’t much but it would have to do. You’d just have to learn that if you were going to that dumb apartment, he would leave a mark. Or a few.

Andy takes a quick look at his watch, noting the time and how it is almost time for Bucky to collect you. If he is going to have to be away from you then he’d make sure you kept a part of him, and also felt him the entire time you were away from him. He could already feel your supple skin under his fingers. It’s a feeling he would never grow tire of.

He says your name, and like the sweet and shy girl you are, you stand up quickly and saunter into his office, “Lock the door,” his voice is so low and deep you almost don’t hear it. His intentions are clear in what he wants, so you do as you're told, but hesitate locking the door.

“Bucky will be here soon.”

“I know. And you’re talking is delaying our time. Better hurry, my beautiful sweet, Songbird,” your eyes flutter shut as you lock the door, and slowly glide towards Andy. He holds up a hand for you, pulling you closer to the chair he’s sitting on. Bending over, his mouth presses right into the sensitive shell of your ear, and his thumb rubs over your hand.

You feel yourself going into that space. Completely trusting and full of lust, “I need to get you a car. We’ll do that next weekend.”

“Too soon,” is all you manage to get out as Andy stands, towering over you. His thumb is still tracing circles on you as he pushes you back onto the desk. Dropping your hand to ruck up your skirt. Yanking down your panties so fast, and he stuffs them in his pocket, “Andy.”

“If you’re going to be away from me, I need to remember you. And you’re going to remember me,” stretching out his fingers, he lays his hand flat on your belly. Rubbing over your soft skin before dipping lower. He creates gentle circles on your clit with his thumb, his fingers remaining splayed out on your belly. He bends over your spread body, and you’re forced to keep your legs wide to accommodate his body as he grinds into you.

“You and I are the real deal. And you were worth the wait. I’ll continue to wait on you and the right timing for you. But you said you didn’t want birth control. Do you trust me?” His free hand grabs yours, and he begins to paint circles with his thumb. That motion that relaxes you, and makes your thoughts immediately go to your husband. The current situation mixes with your favorite memories. Andy’s slacks create a delicious friction on your core. And you move back to him for a now.

Your eyes are a black pool of lust. Pupils blown out wide and letting him know the animalistic pull you have for him. You want a home and a family. You want to trust him. You want a simple life. You want to scream and run. You want to be held tightly and have someone tell you everything okay. You want someone to tell you that your feelings are valid. And you’re so fucking scared. Scared to lose. Scared to be alone. Scared of disappointing anyone. And that’s all you have been doing. You want to trust, and there’s a tiny piece that doesn’t.

“Songbird, you look so beautiful like this,” he whispers into your ear, kissing that spot just behind it, and he starts undoing his pants. “I need you so much right now. Trust me. Please.”

An engrained feeling spurts up your throat and you nod your head, “I trust you,” you choke out. Immediately you feel his silky steel rod crash into your warmth without warning. Your back arches up off the desk, and he pounds into you with more force than he ever has before. Implanting himself deep into your core, and demanding that you remember him when he’s not around. “Andy, they’ll hear,” you try to keep your words even and steady, but they’re a pathetic breathy tone.

JJ never pushed into you this hard. It’s a punishing pleasure. You shouldn’t have entertained Andy for this long. Much less this far. And yet, you couldn’t stay away. Your mind and body playing a game of what you want and what you need, and you are tired of fighting.

His hands grip onto your hips so tightly, and his body ruts into you with so much force you see stars. Juices spew out around him, and you dare to peek. Lifting up to see the severe stretch he’s causing you.

Watching as he impales your body. Keeping you full and filled with him. Having to grab onto his arms to brace yourself with each pounding thrust. “I will have every part of you. Every bit, okay?”

“Yes,” you mewl up at him. Your eyes glassed over in pleasure as you feel your tummy heat up. Everything is overwhelming. Andy is intense in more than his motions. Giving a gleeful smile when he hears a door close out front, but all you see is his handsome face. “Andy,” you’re able to bumble out. “Andy.”

It’s just so much. Too much. Flashes of moments when JJ acted like this. Squinting your eyes you see your beautiful sunshine boy. You were supposed to have beautiful babies with that man, and you got dog tags, and his rings. Everything is flying in your mind as you start to lose control. Moments in time blurring with the present.

Wanting the past. Fearing the future. Overwhelmed by the present. What was the right choice? Would he hate you? Does he know that you sometimes saw JJ in him? Did he know how much you missed your husband and what was supposed to be? Did he know you had yours and JJ’s life planned out to perfection and now you’ll never get it with him?

Your fingers dig into his forearms as he races for the finish. Cooing something down to you, but you can’t see. You just see Jake. You feel him. You smell his cologne. You miss him so much, and this moment is transforming, and you can’t stop the words from spewing out. “I want your babies,” you croak out, swallowing deeply before saying his name. Your voice is hardly audible. Andy doesn’t even hear them words that spewed out of your mouth.

“What’s that? What?”

More feelings rushing into your chest as those deep blue eyes look into your soul, “I — I…Andy,” you got his name right, and the words dissipate back into your throat. He isn’t JJ, and you don’t love him like that. You hope you can. And fear that you will.

“I need you to trust me,” he crashes into your one more time. Your walls cling tight to his girth as his warm seed spurts into your belly, and you yelp up at him. “You’re not ovulating,” he says breathlessly. Pressing a hand on your belly again. Nobody had ever had that part of you, and you’re left feeling overwhelmed. The fear never edges away, but only increases as you process what just transpired. “It’s too soon anyways. But I want this with you. I’ve always wanted it with you. Okay?”

You nod your head at him, still unsure of what to feel. “I’ve always wanted you. Even when I shouldn’t,” he pulls himself out of you slowly. Using his fingers to paint your swollen cunt with his spunk. “I just keep seeing moments of us really trying for a family. I need you to want what I want. Be on the same team. I’d give us a good life. You’d never want for anything. I’d get along with your brothers, I would make myself do that for you. Can you,” his fingers stuff themselves inside of you, and you wince. “Do you want that?”

“I don’t know,” his mouth goes flat, and he finally looks up from your center. “Andy this is a lot all at once.”

“He’s never coming back. Don’t chase a ghost.”

“I’m not,” your voice comes out harsh, and you push his fingers away from you. Sitting up on the desk, and you glare at him. “I love him. Still. That is your brother. And you’re clouding my brain with your perfectness, and I’m getting bombarded with — memories, and I can’t decipher what is here and now, and what was then. Just stop. It’s so much. And I can’t…it’s like I can’t breathe.”

“You’re blowing this out of proportion,” you scoff. Standing up to pull your skirt down. “I’m sorry. Forget I said anything.”

“Andy, you’re making this much more serious than I’m ready to make it right now. I’m learning to grow and move forward. But…I need some space to not allow him to seep through,” those were the wrong words. But Andy doesn’t get angry, he looks hurt.

“When — who did you see just now? Me or him? Are you envisioning having sex with my baby brother when I’m the one that’s fucking you?”

“Not on purpose.”

“Is that supposed to make me feel better? I’m giving you every bit of me. Every bit that I didn’t give Laurie. I never loved her like I do you. I didn’t even want kids with her because they were never going to be yours. And then you tell me that while I have fantasies of you swollen with our first child, and your rings shining in the light that you saw Jake. How do you think that makes me feel? All I have on my mind is you, and…our future.”

Your anger softens a bit as you stare up into his eyes. Trying to figure out what to say, but you can’t think of anything. You shouldn’t have visions of Jake when you had this man inside of you. He has changed his life and wants you to be part of it. “I’m sorry. I’ll try to do better.”

“I want you to not do it again. It’s like what you feel for me is nothing compared to what I feel for you,” he’s right. And you’re ashamed of yourself. And scared. So so scared. A knock on the door makes you flinch.

“You…finished?” Oh god. It’s Bucky, and you get so embarrassed. Cheeks heating up as you feel Andy trickling out of you. You cover your face with your hands as you wonder how much Bucky heard.

“Yeah,” you call to him, and turn back to Andy, pressing a hand over his heart. “Andy, I’m sorry.”

“Can you not sleep with him then?”

“I don’t,” that’s an odd request. Currently you’ve only had sex with two people, and the second was right in front of you.

“You fall asleep with him. Just for me. Can you just sleep on your own? If you want someone to sleep with I can stay there. I just think…”

“You’re right,” you respond quickly. Wanting to change the subject, and get out of here. The air and tension is too thick, and you feel like you’re drowning. You can’t even get your thoughts working because of it. “I will sleep on my own,” you would try to.

“I’ll walk you out to the car,” his hand presses on the small of your back, and he walks you into the foyer. Smirking and nodding to Bucky. Your roommate looks more at you than at Andy. Silvery blue eyes raking over your features. How long had he even been outside of Andy’s office? “Make sure you take care of my girlfriend, Barnes. Songbird, I look forward to your texts later tonight,” he gives you a wink as he opens the door to the truck, and even buckles you in.

“I’ll miss you,” he says, pressing a lingering kiss to your temple as Bucky gets into the driver seat.

“Miss you, too,” you respond. Waiting for him to close the door, and your vision goes blurry. Staring out the window blankly when Bucky begins a slow roll to the highway. What just happened? And how did you feel? And why were there always questions?

”Does he follow you in the bathroom, too?” You try to replay the last thirty minutes in your head, still unable to focus on anything. “Peach? You okay?” Andy is much more intense than Jake. Did you even see the thermometer this morning? Andy had always checked before you had fully awakened. What did it read? Did he even tell you?

“You guys got into an argument?”

“Disagreement,” you answer quickly. Too many thoughts in your head. Too many. You weren’t ready. “Is there a drugstore that sells the morning after pill?”

“Did he make you do something you didn’t want to do?” Did he? What a strange question. You remember what you whispered, but was that for JJ’s ghost? Why were you still hanging on to the past? It had been a year, but you were told grief is different for everyone. “Peach?”

“I don’t think so,” you shake your head, unable to go to that place. “I just want to be careful. Are there side effects? Will Andy know?”

“You’re scaring me.”

You were scaring yourself. But one thing was for sure, you weren’t ready. “Will he know if I took something?” Your heart is racing as you realize what happened. You weren’t ready to think about kids with anyone but Jake. You feel like Andy was all over you. Like he was leaking out onto the truck seat. “Pull over. Bucky, I’m going to throw up.”

Looking into his mirrors, he pulls the truck over, and you jump out. Hurling your lunch onto the side of the road, and the tears don’t stop. You are so scared. Why? Why is fear the only thing that is oozing throughout your body? It’s all you feel right now. He’d leave you if he found out. Did Jake leave you because you couldn’t have his kids? Why couldn’t you at least have had a part of him with you.

Standing up you look at the sky, screaming out everything inside of you before Bucky pulls you into his arms. He didn’t expect anything in return. He is just there to offer any comfort as the tears block you from seeing anything. “I’m so tired.”

“I know you are, sweetheart. What do you need me to do?”

“I need the morning after pill, but will he know?” With mascara stained cheeks you look up at Bucky hoping for a miracle. Needing a specific answer, and no more questions. The questions had your thoughts racing too fast to sort through. Like driving in the snow and each snowflake is your thoughts. They were coming at you at such a rapid speed you missed things.

“No, he won’t. Come on, order us a pizza, and we’ll get ice cream, too,” you can tell he wants to prod, but thinks better of it, and you’ll be forever grateful to him. You want to take the hottest shower, and remove the traces of Andy. You didn’t hate him, but the feeling of him still there is making you queasy.

“Can we DoorDash it while I shower?” You don’t have to say more, but Bucky understands. Nodding his head is his only answer, and he leads you back to the truck. Clenching his jaw as he wonders just exactly what transpired behind that door. He’s gathered enough. And what he really wants to do is pound in Andy’s face. He cracks his neck trying to make the thoughts go away. They weren’t good for his recovery.

But right now Bucky wants to hit everything. He wants to make someone pay for the mess they made you. And that someone is him. Andy Barber. He’s now become more than an irritation. He’s become an enemy.

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sarahrogersevans · 9 months

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Oooh fluff where andy barber takes care of his new baby girl with his new wife, reader. jacob died here

Second Chance At Happiness- Andy Barber wife!xreader

Summary: Andy takes care of his new baby daughter with his new wife and still misses his son Jacob but gives his daughter and wife so much love and gets a second chance of happiness

Warnings: mild very mild spoilers of Defending Jacob series! Though barely anything mentioned, Fluff, angsty, flashbacks of memories, happy Andy, soft Andy, let me know if I miss anything

~Andy’s POV~

I couldn’t believe how lucky I got with Y/N and our daughter Lilly, after everything I went through in the past I wasn’t sure if I’d fall in love again let alone have another child but I honestly couldn’t be happier. Our daughter Lilly is now two years old and so beautiful just like her mom Y/N. Y/N saw me walk in after I got home from work and she brought Lilly over and said “Hi Andy welcome home! look honey, daddy’s home why don’t you go say hi to daddy while I go get dinner out of the oven.” “Hey Y/N my love and oh good hi pretty girl.” She handed me Lilly and I took her in my arms carefully and said “hi darling how are you doing today hmm? Were you a good girl for mommy today?” I kissed her cheek and we went to sit down and I handed her one of her toys while we waited for dinner to be ready.

Later after we all ate dinner together I read a bedtime story to Lilly and when she fell asleep I softly said “the end.. goodnight sweet girl I love you very much sweet dreams.” I pulled the blanket a bit more on her and turned off the light and went to bed and cuddled with Y/N for a bit.

Y/N laid her head on my chest and I put my arm around her and rubbed her back gently. Y/N said “I’m getting a little jealous of Lilly I think you might love her more than me.” She teased and winked at me and I chuckled and said “no way Y/N I love you both equally and I adore you so much babe you make me so happy but I do love our daughter a lot I can’t believe this is all real sometimes I feel like I don’t deserve this ..” I thought back to everything that happened with my ex wife and my son Jacob and I sighed sadly and Y/N knew everything that happened and she comforted me and said “hey shhh you deserve to be happy Andy I love you and Lilly does too ok? It’s gonna be alright Andy, we’re here and we’re not going anywhere I promise.” She smiled and kissed me softly and I put my hand on the back of her head and leaned in to kiss her more and I leaned my forehead against Y/N’s softly and I whispered “I love you and Lilly both so much I’m so thankful for you both I don’t know what I’d do without you honey.” Y/N and I held each other all night and no matter what happens I knew I’d do anything for my family.

During the night I had a nightmare and memories of the trial, the accident and the arrest and seeing my dad a few years ago came flooding back so I went to sit in Lilly’s room to check on her and I watched her sleep for a bit and just seeing that she was safe and asleep in her bed made me smile so much and I heard Y/N come in quietly and she rubbed my shoulders and kissed my head and said “nightmares again honey?” I nodded my head and hugged her tight and felt a few tears escape my eyes and I said “I love you baby I swear I will love and protect you both no matter what happens you both will always have me you both mean so much to me Y/N, I can’t lose you or Lilly..” Y/N kissed my cheek and whispered “shhh it’s ok Andy I know we love you so much and you won’t lose us ok? Lilly is safe and I’m here with you honey it’s alright it’s gonna take time but I promise you’ll be alright I’ll be right here helping you through this my love, I love you so much Andy I’m so glad I married you.”

That moment when Y/N said that I kissed her forehead and felt happy for the first time in a very long time and I knew this felt right.

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mdpplgtz03 · 1 year

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Cinderella - Andy Barber

Pairing: Prince!Andy Barber x Cinderella!reader

Warnings: SMUT! ORAL SEX (F)

Author's note: second fic of the AU. Big thanks to my friend @cevans-1981 for helping me with this one! It took me a lot to finish it since I kinda lost inspiration in the way. I hope all of you like it!

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You couldn't believe it. The dress you worked on so much time, to wear tonight, was ripped, and destroyed.

You can't believe how cruel your stepmother is. After everything your father did for her, and her daughters – your stepsisters. They were always jealous of you.

But you are not going to lay on bed and cry. Oh no.

Sitting on the chair of your small desk, in your room, in the attic, you draw a new design. Something that attracts attention. Yes, something that will make you stand out from everyone at the dance, even make your stepmother realize who you are.

"Do you think we will be able to make that on time?" Jaq asks you while checking your design.

"We cou-could call her! The lady!" Gus exclaims.

"What lady, Gus?" You stop drawing and look at the little mouse, who eats a little cheese.

"Oh yeah! Gus and I read it in an old book" Jaq jumps from the desk and runs fast to find something.

"But you guys can't read!"

"We–we saw the drawings!!" Gus says.

He, then, comes back with a book, sliding it on the floor. You get up and take it, relieving a lot of help from him. You know this book. It's the one your father used to read to you every night.

Once you set the book on the desk, Gus and Jaq open it to find the drawing they are talking about. When they do, they step on it, “this one, look!”

You pay attention to the drawing and understand what they were trying to say to you. The fairy Godmother.

“We need to call her!” gus states

But how do I do that guys?

"Well, we don't know, we-we can't read it" Gus lowers his little head.

"Yeah but we do know that whatever you say, she will appear here and help you with whatever you want or need. She only does it with people like you. Good people."

You think for a second. Gus and Jaq are right. You need to do this fast if you want to go. In a few minutes the dance is about to start.

You called her. You did what's written in the story, not exactly expecting it to come true. But it did. The fairy godmother was kind to you and helped you, claiming that you are a good person. But she also asked if she could make some changes to your dress, claiming that you will catch the prince's eyes as soon as you make a step in the palace. And not only that, but she also made Gus and Jaq humans, very handsome men, you can't deny that, and a beautiful carriage, but only until twelve o'clock the spell will last, the fairy reminded you. After that hour, your dress, your friends, the carriage, everything will vanish.

“We are here Cinderella” Gus lets you know. Jaq opens the carriage door and you step out of it, getting out with a little help, since the dress is too big.

“You look beautiful Cinderella” Your two, now humans, friends praise.

The dress is a beautiful light blue color, with a thin layer of glitter that illuminates every part of it. Your hair is styled in a simple but elegant bun, and on your feet, you wear dainty heels in the same color as the dress.

“You will definitely catch the prince's eyes. You truly look like a princess. Now go!”

"And don't forget to enjoy the ball!" Gus reminds you.”

"Of course! Thank you guys!" You say before they leave you alone at the entrance of the palace.

~A couple of minutes later ~

Turning around to find something to eat, you bump into someone, their drink falls on your beautiful dress, dyeing it red.

"Oh I'm so sorry." Your eyes drift to the person who spilled the drink on your dress. It hit you. It was Prince Andrew.

"Oh it's alright." He says smiling.

You give him a soft smile in return.

A soft slow dance song came on. “May I have this dance?” The prince asked.

“Yes, you may.” You nod in response.

He picked up your hand and placed one on your waist as the two of you danced the night away. You tried to avoid his gaze from him through the dance but Andrew took you by your chin, raising your gaze, "You have a beautiful face."

You giggle, nervous, "than-thank you"

It seems time has passed because people around you and him were clapping. The song ended.

He then let you go while looking at you with a smirk “Can I show you something?”

“Of course.” You are a bit confused. Not understanding the meaning of the question. What could possibly want him to show you? Maybe he already knows who you are.

He takes your hand and leads the way to the unknown, for you at least…

"Here we are." He steps aside to let you see a beautiful garden, Illuminated by nothing but moonlight. Flowers of all kinds and colors adorn each little square of land.

"It's…it's beautiful" you say amazed.

"It is, isn't it?" Andrew responds as he stands behind you, gently taking you around the waist and pulling you towards him. "Beautiful like you" he whispers in your ear.

He turns you around. His look now is different. It's filled with passion, and desire. Truth is, since you put a foot inside the room, he was amazed by you. He saw that you were…unique in a way the others weren't. Like those two sisters with their mother, for example, the poor woman was desperate to pair one, or both daughters with him.

But no. You were made for him. He already knows that.

Slowly Andy begins to leave kisses on your neck. He does it slowly, so as not to bother or scare you, but seeing that you don't object, he continues.

Grabbing your waist again, he turns you around so you're face to face with him, and without warning, he engulfs you in a fiery kiss, leaving you half stunned at how to react.

But the problem was not only that. So concentrated thinking about whether to continue the kiss or not, you didn't hear how the bells began to ring.

You quickly move away from him and, without issuing any dialogue, you run away.

You have to find your friends, mentally you ask that it is not too late. But it is.

Suddenly you find yourself walking barefoot. But what... your hair now falls on your shoulders, I have to hurry, I have to hurry...

So focused, you didn't realize that Andy was behind you, trying to stop you.

Your dress begins to fade, you notice as you run, so you stop for a bit. Your body is only adorned by lingerie. The one you drew in the sketchbook.

Why would the fairy godmother leave me alone with this one? Unless…

You jump when you feel someone grab your arm. Andrew stops you and notices your new outfit.

“What–” but you cut him off by kissing him. He doesn't need to know the truth, not yet at least.

“My… you're even more impressive than ever,” Andy blurts out those words, growling between the kiss as his cock twitches in his pants. He stops the kiss just to look at you for a few seconds, as if he wants your consent to what is about to happen.

You are both alone, probably in one of the many acres of the great castle. Andy's home.

You nod, and Andy doesn't wait another second and he kisses you hungrily again. You claw at his hair as you moan between kisses.

Andy takes you by the legs and lifts you up, you grab hold of his neck and wrap your legs around him, feeling how he squeeze your butt.

You can feel how hard Andy is, and he feels how wet you are.

“Already wet from just this?” he stops and smirks as you nod while biting your lip.

"Baby, I haven't even started yet"

“Then start. Now” you hinted.

“Like this? He holds you tight as he starts walking to a tree. Your back hits the three, he devours your mouth again and starts to lower to your neck, your hands get lost in his short hair from him, grabbing some strands due to what he is making you feel.

"You like this, huh?" he asks you but you can't answer, so instead you let out a moan.

Andy smirks. “I will take that as a yes, sweetheart” He plops you down on the floor, but stops you with one hand, telling you to stay like that. He lowers himself till he reaches his favorite part of him.

“Can I?” He traces a finger over your pantie. You nod.

He puts one of your legs over his shoulder and sinks his face between your sweet femininity. Grabbing the fine fabric in his teeth and running to the side, just long enough for him to taste your sensitive little bell.

At this moment you appreciate being away from everyone, because your moans cause a lot of noise.

“Scream all you want, no one will hear us” He says, as if he just read your mind.

With one hand you hold on to Andy's head, from time to time generating more pressure between your sweet and wet pussy and his face. Andy's tongue moves in a thousand different ways, your mind can't process which way it goes every second.

Andy takes a scant second to insert his fingers into your mouth, you accept and lubricate them, a fine line of saliva sticking to your mouth as he removes them.

Andy smirks, and proceeds to grope your vaginal entrance while continuing to savor you. Andy never inserts his fingers, but god, you never knew that action alone would turn you on so much. You gasp as Andy enjoys eating you. Your body begins to express it, your grip is stronger, your abdomen contracts, feeling as if a knot is forming.

Are you going to cum? huh?”

You're not quick. He intensifies his movements, adding more pressure with his tongue on your clit as he also has all his mouth in there, as if he were drinking from her.

"C'mon...c'mon"

"Please, please, please!" you say in between the moans and when you can't hold it anymore, you give up letting out a long ah!, feeling how your juices descend to end up in Andy's mouth, who sighs when he feels you reaching your climax.

He stays there for a minute, waiting for you to come back to reality.

He gets up when he sees that your breathing is back to normal and kisses you passionately, you tasting your own juices in his mouth.

And this is how Prince Andrew found her Princess, Cinderella…

THE END.

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cockslutpadalecki · 1 year

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Jealousy’s My Best Friend

Summary: You can’t help but be a little jealous when Andy pays another student some attention.

Characters: Professor!Andy Barber x Student!Reader.

Words: 1.6K.

Warnings: teacher/student relationship, possessive behaviour, jealousy, mild gaslighting, mentions of violence, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it kids), 18+. MINORS DNI.

A/N: A third instalment of a story that was only meant to be a one shot, whoops. Read the first two parts here. Beta: @princessmisery666 but all the general bullshit is entirely mine. While likes are gold, feedback is golden. Please support our content creators by sharing our work.

You can barely hear their conversation over the sound of the blood thundering in your ears and the steady beat of your rising pulse.

Thump. Gonna jump the bitch in the parking lot. Thump. Smash her teeth down her throat. Thump.

Your eyes focus on the way Rebecca reaches out and touches his arm ever so gently. Her garishly painted baby pink fingers graze the bare skin of his bicep and your jaw clenches, watching the way her touch lingers a little too long than you’re comfortable with.

He doesn’t pull away— merely smiles that dazzling ivory grin at her— and that boils your blood even more. How dare he continue to let her flirt with him so openly? He shouldn’t be encouraging her vile behaviour.

Thump. Wanna punch him. Thump. Wanna punch her. Thump.

She lets out a laugh— a fake, forced one, and it sets your teeth on edge. It’s so obvious she’s trying her best to work her magic on him. It makes you wanna vomit all over her golden coloured hair and stamp on her immaculately made up face.

Through the blazing ire consuming you, you manage to collect up your books and throw your bag over your shoulder. You try to talk yourself out of turning back to give Andy your best scowl, but you’ve never had much restraint when it comes to him. Instead you throw him a disgusted grimace, hoping he catches it as your eyes meet over her shoulder.

You step out of the aisle and head up the steps when you hear your name being called. Soft at first until it’s ragged and desperate. Like he needs you.

Stifling a smug smile, you slowly turn around to face him.

“What can I do for you, Sir?” you ask in your best breezy voice, just as Rebecca swans past the both of you. She looks sour, her lips taut in a frown and your chest swells with overwhelming accomplishment.

“Do you have a moment to talk about your essay?”

You smile sweetly. “Of course.” Andy turns, heading in the direction of his private office just to the rear of the room. You follow in silence, occasionally looking around you as the last of the students filter out into the hall.

You tighten your grip around your books and shift your bag’s position on your shoulder. You don’t intend to stay for long, wanting to punish him for flirting, but the stern way he regards you as he reaches behind you to close the door has you feeling differently.

“What’s wrong with you?” finally comes his clipped question.

“Nothing,” you shrug off carelessly, despite the neediness inside you screaming out for his attention. You turn to leave, but his hand tight on your arm prevents you from going anywhere.

“The look on your face tells a different story.”

“Wow, thank you.”

He tuts mirthlessly. “You know what I mean.”

As he moves to sit on the edge of his desk, he reaches for your books and with some reluctance, you hand them over. He places them unceremoniously onto his desk with a loud thud and encourages you to relieve yourself of your bag. You drop it to the floor just as he pulls you against him and you snuggle into the space between his open legs.

“C’mon, what’s bothering you?”

You shake your head, trying not to let your poisonous thoughts slip off your tongue, but the words are out in a sharp burst before you can stop them. “Just curious as to when you’re gonna give in and let that slut Rebecca suck your dick.”

Andy looks aghast. “Excuse me?”

“Don’t tell me you weren’t hanging off her every word just now.”

“I was merely taking an interest in what my student had to say.”

“Sure,” you mutter in disbelief. “And what her pussy would feel like,” your mind continues for you, but the way Andy stares you down makes you realise the words weren’t as internalised as you’d intended.

He stands, pushing you away with a little more force than you’d like, before he snaps at you curtly. “Are you out of your goddamn mind? Do you even hear the words coming out of your mouth right now? What you’re trying to accuse me of?”

“Well, I don’t hear you denying it,” you try to defend.

Andy shakes his head in disbelief. “You’re crazy.”

Your jaw tightens at that word. He doesn’t know the meaning of it. Your hand balled into fists at your sides, you fight to not step forward and punch him in the chest.

He releases a heavy sigh. “I’m doing my job okay, don’t misconstrue my actions as anything other than just that.” His tone is softer now, but remains scalding and authoritative, yet you can’t help the sudden twist that coils tight in your gut.

You look away, needing to break eye contact before your angry tears spill over. “Am I just another part of you ‘doing your job’?” It comes out quiet and meek.

“Hey,” he placates softly as he moves towards you and places his hands firmly around your biceps, “what we have is different, you know that, right?”

Andy squeezes your arms tight, encouraging you to look back at him and you do. With trepidation at first until you realise his gaze is no longer hardened steel, but the usual tender cobalt. You sniff, giving him a little nod and your fists finally drop.

“We have something special,” he praises. “Unique. Nobody understands me like you do.” You smile, your stomach fluttering with happiness.

“I can’t deny that I haven’t noticed Rebecca is eager for my attention,” Andy continues and you stiffen in his touch, feeling white-hot ire bubble away inside your chest at his words. He must sense the tension in you as he gives your arms a reassuring squeeze. “But that doesn’t mean I’m going to act on it and take advantage of her infatuation.”

A question suddenly pings into your mind. A desperate curiosity, and you find yourself asking, “Why-why did you act on mine?”

He smiles, scoffing ever so softly but it’s not meant to be patronising. “Who's to say it wasn’t my infatuation with you that I acted on, hm?”

Your heart feels as if it’s going to burst and your cheeks ache from the strength of your smile as the ire inside you immediately cools from his words. “Seriously?”

“You really think I would sacrifice my whole career if I wasn’t serious?” he asks quietly, moving his hands up to cradle your neck. He leans in closer until his breath is hot and damp against your cheek. “Serious about this?”

You feel his thumbs brush the underside of your jaw and you let go of a small breathy whine at his touch when he slides a thumb up over your chin and across your bottom lip. Eagerly, you open your mouth and wait for it, his hot skin gliding over your wet tongue. You suck down on the digit, humming softly as he watches you in silent awe.

Andy moves even closer as he slips his thumb free, smearing your spit messily across your chin. Finally, he presses his lips to the corner of yours, just enough to tease the taste of him. “Serious about fuckin’ you over my desk once class is done?” he mutters between light kisses.

“Mm. Well class is over now, Sir,” you whisper back, licking into his open mouth. Lifting your hands from your sides, you pause at his abdomen before moving to fiddle with the buckle of his belt.

“How observant of you,” he laughs with a throaty growl. “You’ll make a great lawyer someday.”

Your hand slips beneath the waistband of his pants, fingers slowly smoothing over the bulge of his swelling erection.

“I should hope so with all of the extra tuition I’m getting,” you giggle, running your thumb over his wet tip. Andy’s words get stuck in his throat, moaning against your cheek as you work him to full hardness. You’re about to drop to your knees when he stops you, grabbing you by the shoulders.

“Not now,” he roughly grunts, pulling you over to his desk. Papers and books go flying as he hurriedly pushes them out of your way and forces you to bend over.

Your chest meets mahogany as he pulls down your jeans, his cock bobbing wetly against your thigh as he eagerly plucks the seat of your panties to one side. He sinks into your silky heat with a deep hiss, the crescent of his grip cutting into the skin at your hips.

The desk rattles and shakes beneath you as Andy fucks you— hard, sharp thrusts that you know you’re going to feel for days.

“Why would I want anyone else when I have you, huh?” he asks rhetorically. “My. Perfect. Little. Student,” he adds, punctuating each word with bruising force.

Pride and hubris swells inside your chest at that— loving that he means in more ways than one. The things he’s taught you— sexually and intellectually— run amok in your brain, somehow turning you on to the point of orgasm. Pure ecstasy encapsulates you in a wave of heat and you bite down on your lip to hold in the scream that desperately wants to escape. Andy grunts behind you as he places his hand on your head, and drags his thumb softly across your cheek.

“Made to come all over my dick, weren’t you?” he praises deeply, his fingers tightening in your hair.

Your jealousy finally ebbs away in a swirl of jubilation, because despite all of the things you’ve managed to accomplish, this new title is your greatest achievement.

And as he pulls out, spurting hot cum across your asscheeks with a gravelly moan, you know you’ll do whatever it takes to retain it.

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Revenge served cold - Kinktober 2

Summary: You meet your rival from high school and her ex...

Rating: Explicit

Kinktober Special: Cuckolding

Square 1 filled for @anyfandomgoesbingo: Rivals

Pairing: Andy Barber x fem!Reader

Warnings: language, smut, protected sex, fingering, dirty talk, semi-public sex, daddy kink, dominant Andy, cuckolding

Words: 1,9 k

Kinktober 2022

Any Fandom Goes Bingo masterlist

“Y/N, look at you,” you roll your eyes as your nemesis, the girl that tried to make your life living hell during high school, hugs you. She presses he lips to your cheek, leaving red stains. “All grown and you lost some weight.”

She steps away to look you up and down. Laurie waits for you to return the compliment but you just glare at her for a moment. Why should you compliment your archenemy, your rival?

“Do I know you?” you would pay to get a picture of Laurie as she purses her lips and narrows her eyes. “Sorry, I can’t remember every person I went to school with.”

“I’m Laurie,” she coos now. “You must remember me. You all elected me head cheerleader. We were friends.”

“Laurie, hmm…doesn’t ring a bell. Sorry, I was more into getting good grades, not shaking my ass to get the boys' attention,” you quip, enjoying the struggle on her face. “I remember every friend I ever had since middle school. You weren’t one of them.”

“Well, maybe you don’t remember me as you always were jealous of me,” now she shows her true colors. “I can imagine it was hard for you to see me getting all the attention.”

“I think things were very hard for you” you step closer to whisper in her ear. “With all the dicks you had to suck to get so much attention. Rumors said a head cheerleader was getting around pretty much.”

“I-“ she gapes at you. It must be the first time you see Laurie, head cheerleader and self-declared dream of every boy at your high school, speechless.

“Just saying,” you smile sweetly, “sometimes it’s better to focus on one dick and do it right. Not take the whole football team within a few weeks…”

While one of your former classmates chats you up, you sip at a too-sweet drink and let your eyes wander. You sigh, as you rather go back to your hotel room and enjoy the perfect mattress.

“Do you remember we had biology together?” he tries to get your attention, but you rather push your empty glass into his hands. “Y/N…”

“I remember you liked to call me nerd and goody in two shoes,” you snap at the now bald football captain. Unlike some others, he didn’t age well. “Just leave me alone.”

“Don’t be like that,” he steps closer to drink your appearance in. Your black, curve-hugging dress reveals enough cleavage to get his attention. “I always knew you weren’t just a nerd and wanted to get my hands on you.”

“She said that she wants you to leave her alone,” another former classmate steps toward the man trying to get in your pants. “Get lost before I make sure you get lost.”

“I got this,” you turn to leave. “I didn’t need your help, Barber. Go back to your wifey and leave me the fuck alone.”

“A pleasure to see you again too, Y/N,” Andy chuckles as the other man finally leaves your side. “I tried to get you alone all night. It seemed you were busy getting all the attention.”

“I think that’s your wife’s specialty,” he laughs as you turn to leave. “As I said, go back to your wife. I’m not in the mood for one of her games, or yours.”

“Wait.”

You walk away. It’s not your style to leave things unsaid; but in Andy’s case, you must leave. He hurt your feelings once, and you won’t let Laurie rub salt into your wounds.

“I said wait,” he grasps your arm, lighting tugging to get you to follow him. “I want to talk to you, Y/N.”

“About what?” you huff. “How about that you asked me to be your valentine only to go with Laurie to the prom? Or, how about how you pretended to be interested in anything I have to say only to act like you don’t know me the other day.”

“I was a foolish boy,” his features soften seeing the insecurity in your eyes. “Laurie was the first girl giving me a blowjob, and I didn’t think with my upstairs brain. We were friends and…”

“I don’t think we ever were friends, Andy,” you try to wiggle out of his iron grip, but it’s no use. He starts to walk toward the restrooms, not caring about the people watching you fight his hold on you. “Let me go.”

“We will talk,” he pushes you against the wall. You can’t escape him. Andy places his hands on each side of your head, caging you. “Back then, I was a foolish boy. I fell in love with the wrong girl and married her.”

“Thanks for the reminder,” you try to ignore you can feel the heat come out of his body when he leans closer.

“Shush, now,” he leans impossible closer to whisper in your ear. “Be a good girl. Let me end my speech. I practiced for months. Since I got to know you will come here too.”

“Fine…talk,” you breathlessly say.

“As I said, back then I was a foolish boy,” Andy rasps. “Now I’m a grown man. A divorced man.”

“Divorced?” you dip your head to glance at his left hand. He’s not wearing his wedding band. “You’re not fucking with me Andy, right?”

“Not yet,” he cups your face and presses lips to yours, taking all your doubts away. Your arms instinctively wrap around his neck, and you allow him to move one hand under your dress to cup your ass. “But I’d like to have my way with you.”

“What about your ex? And why now? You never showed interest.”

“You were cute and innocent back then,” he purrs in your ear. “I dared not to ruin you. But now, you are all grown up and I want to make you my little slut.”

“Andy,” you shouldn’t let him grope your ass, or call you his slut. And you surely shouldn’t let him guide you inside the restrooms to bend you over the washbasin…

“Have you seen Andy?” Laurie coos. After she failed to mess with you, she tries to find Andy to talk to him. “Hello?”

“He barked at me when I was talking to Y/N.”

“Y/N? What has he to do with that bitch?” Laurie grunts as her phone starts vibrating. “What now?” she gets her phone out, smiling as Andy just send her a message. “Meet me at the lady’s restrooms. Oh Andy, you bad boy…”

“Andy, anyone could walk in on us,” you try to push him off you, but it’s no use.

You barely made it inside the restrooms before he was on you. He shoved your dress up to your waist and almost ripped the straps of your dress off to reveal your chest to him.

“Be good now,” his hands cup your breasts to slowly knead the plush flesh. He pinches your nipples, making you gasp. “Only good girls get to cum.”

“We should go somewhere else,” he slaps one of your tits at your words. Your eyes meet Andy’s in the mirror and you know, he’s not the kind of man you want to mess with. Not if you want to cum. “Andy.”

“I’ll have my way with you right here and now. Hands-on the washbasin, and not a word,” Andy moves his hands to your hips to slide your panties down your legs. “I know you are wet for me, but we should have a look.”

You whimper, at his words. Your panties got ruined the moment you felt his hands on your body. “I’m wet for you, Sir,” you test the waters. “You make me so wet…always did.”

“Dirty girl,” he wraps one arm around your body to hold you against him. “Do you want to feel me inside your tight little cunt? I bet you want me to fuck you right here like the whore you are for me.”

“Please fuck me,” Andy groans as you slowly grind against his erection. You’re watching his reaction in the mirror and smirk to yourself. You’ve got him right where you want him. “I’ll be good for you, Sir.”

“Shit, I’d like to take you on a date first, but I need to have you right fucking now,” biting your lower lip you watch Andy unzips his pants. He simply shoves them down his legs, along with his boxers.

“I feel so empty without you, Andy,” you never acted like that before. Tonight, you will get your revenge, though.

“Just a second,” he fishes a condom out of his jacket, hurriedly ripping it open with his teeth. “Fuck, I’m so hard it hurts.”

“Then you better get inside of me,” Andy rolls the condom over his length. “I’m waiting, Sir.”

He grips your hips with one hand to tease you with his cock. “Fuck, I can’t believe you are the first woman I fuck after my divorce.” He slowly slips the tip in and you grip the washbasin tighter. “Have my cock, all of it.”

Andy slams into you, making you cry out as he spreads you. “Fuck, you did grow up,” he cups the back of your neck to force you to bend over the washbasin. “ANDY.”

“You’re mine now,” he gives you a few shallow thrusts. “Yeah, that pussy is mine. To hell with Laurie and her vanilla sex. I knew you’ll be the right woman to fulfill all of my secret desires.”

“Like fucking at the restrooms?” you eagerly push back onto Andy, even though, he grips your neck a little tighter. “I’ll be everything you want me to be if you give me something I dreamed of for years in return.”

“Just let me fuck you first,” he grips your hips and starts to move in earnest. Every thrust makes you gasp. You urge Andy on, praise him as your core begins to bloom. “Shit, you’re so good for me. You’re taking daddy so well.”

“Daddy?” he moves one hand back to your neck to hold you down while he has his way with your cunt. Andy speeds up and starts to hammer into you without restraint. He gives a shit on people passing the restrooms by, or that anyone could walk in on you.

“Say it again,” his thrusts become more erratic when you clamp down hard onto his cock. “NOW!”

“DADDY!”

“That’s right. AGAIN!”

“DADDY!”

“Andy?” you need to hold back a smirk the moment Andy moans your name while his ex-wife watches him sloppily thrust in and out of you. “Why? Why did you tell me to come here to watch…this.”

“I didn’t…I…fuck…this is the best pussy I ever had,” you lift your head to grin at Laurie. “I could happily live inside of your cunt, Y/N.”

“How does it feel knowing Andy wants to fuck only me? How does it feel to know that only I can make him cum so hard,” she gasps as you continue. “Did you know he wants me to fulfill all his desires? You just don’t do it for him…”

“I-“ she storms out of the room, while you smile to yourself.

“It was you…right? You told her to come here,” he slips out of you to discard the condom. “Why?”

“I wanted to show her what happens if you mess with me,” you look over your shoulder to smirk at Andy. “Call me if you want to do it again…”

Andy mirrors your smirk and drops his eyes to your puffy cunt. “OH, sweetness,” he slaps your ass. “You have been a very bad girl and we will make sure you’ll be only good from now on. I will not let you out of my sight until I know you are my good girl…”

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