#andrew garfiel x reader
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the two of us - peter parker x reader
a/n: haven’t written in like a year. (i love gwen but she doesn’t exist in this lol)
warning(s): language, smut haha, not proofread so there will be mistakes.
word count: 2.9k
request(ed): no
summary: jealous peter lol..
<3
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you were on facetime with your friend when you bumped into him. you had just gotten a cup of coffee and you were on your way home. six dollars wasted because of who you bumped into him and now your coffee was on the ground and on the mans coat.
“god! i’m so sorry!”
you looked up and were met with bright blue eyes and a charming smile.
“it’s alright,” he went to wipe himself down with napkins you had offered from your bag, “was an accident, it’s okay.”
you checked your phone and your friend had hung up. you felt really bad and when you looked back up at the man he was smiling down at you. he was cute.
“name’s cole, yours?”
“y/n. nice to meet you.” you shook his hand.
“let me buy you a new coffee sometime?”
you nodded and you gave him your number. you were giddy on your walk home. when you got there peter was asleep on the couch and some random show was playing on the tv. he looked exhausted and you felt bad. he was usually gone all night, and comes back incredibly tired. you’re not sure why.
you placed a blanket over him and walked to your room.
after high school you and peter decided to get an apartment together to save money. so you were roommates. yeah. except you've had feelings for him since like junior year. but it’s fine. it’s fine.
plus, you could easily ignore your feelings...sometimes. sometimes it was easy to just forget about how you felt and get over him sort of..but other times all you want to do is hold him a way a friend shouldn’t want to, and kiss him like all you know is each other.
but you can’t. but it’s fine. cause you have a date with mr. blue eyes cole.
you’ve never really had time for relationships. never really had time to meet anyone. you’ve had a few hookups but nothing really serious. you want the serious though. the want only each other type thing. the i love you type thing. cause you’ve never had that.
apparently you had fallen asleep cause you woke up an hour later to your door being opened by peter. his head was peaking through and his eyes were wide cause he realized he had woken you up.
“y/n..i’m sorry.” he says voice soft.
“s’okay pete.”
he makes his way into your room and crawls into the bed. your lights were dim so you couldn't really see his face before he buried himself into the pillow beside you. his hair was floppy and smelled nice. his arm found its way across your body and you could feel his warmth. actions like these made you want to just crawl closer and forget the just friends label..but you couldn’t...so you deflect.
he was your best friend before anything else.
“guess what?” you ask, quietly.
“hmm, what?”
“i met a guy today.”
you reach for your phone and check to see if he texted you.
unknown number
hey! it’s cole. ik its soon, but i really wanna see you. are you free around six for coffee?
Shit. It was 5:45 and he texted that around 2. you texted back nd shot out of bed hoping it wasn’t too late.
“a guy?” peter had asked. when you shot out of bed he looked up at you worried. “what’s wrong?”
“he texted me and i didn’t see!”
peter frowned but you didn’t see because you were too busy checking yourself in the mirror. trying to rid yourself of bedhead.
“uh, who’s the guy?”
“his name is cole. i accidentally spilled coffee on him earlier.”
you checked your phone and he said six was still good. you felt relieved...and excited. you haven’t been on a date in a while. you checked your closet and found your good jeans and a sweater. you asked peter to turn the other direction so you could change. he sighed and did as you asked.
“what do you know about him? what if he’s a serial killer or something?”
you rolled your eyes. “doubt it. i’m gonna get to know him. nothing special. we’ll see what happens.”
“yeah we’ll see.” peter mumbles.
he turns back around when you tell him it’s okay. you’re applying lip gloss and you ask him if you look okay.
he looks you up and down in a way that you wish didn’t turn you on and he grabs your pillow and pushes it against his face. “you look great y/n.”
“what’s wrong?” you ask.
“just tired flour. hope you have fun tonight.” that was his nickname for you..you had come to school with flour in your hair..it’s a long story.
“thank you. see you later tonight?” you ask.
he nodded and got comfortable under your covers. he tells you your bed is more comfortable than his so he sleeps in yours sometimes, yet both of your beds were the same brand and size.
“laters peter.”
“laters flour.”
laters was something you guys stole from fifty shades of grey. a movie the two of you probably shouldn’t have watched together becuase during and after you had never wanted peter more. you couldn’t help but think about what it’d feel like to be bent over the couch and fucked into. it didn’t help that peter had had his arm across your shoulders and was lightly trailing his fingers over your arm and neck.
your date with cole went great. he was nice and charming and everything you expected him to be. he was smooth and cute but every time you stared into his pretty blue eyes you couldn’t help but wish they were peter’s beautiful brown ones.
it was nice though. and at the end of the impromptu dinner he kissed you goodnight and he promised you drinks tomorrow.
when you got home, the house was straightened up and peter was in the kitchen washing dishes. he was humming to some song playing from the bluetooth.
“hey.” you said entering the kitchen.
“hey, how’d it go?”
“it went great. we had dinner and we’re going out for drinks tomorrow.”
“is that so?”
“yeah..”
peter was silent. you could tell there was a mood shift and you weren’t sure why. either way, you weren’t sure what to say so you went to your bedroom to get ready for bed. you thought about cole. you guys had clicked really well. he made you laugh, and he was sweet. you could really imagine something there with him. of course you wanted peter, but you had to move on, right? cause it’s better to have him as a friend than to not have him at all. and you had to put yourself first.
after you got dressed peter told you he had to go and he would be back.
he often did that.
“laters!” and he was out the door.
you went to bed confused and sleepy from a full day. luckily you had done your homework for class this morning. you woke to peter freshly showered and arm wrapped around you.
“mm hi.”
“hi.”
“are you okay?” you ask.
“mmm, yeah i’m great.”
peter wasn’t great though. cause as soon as you mentioned this cole guy something in him went haywire. you were a beautiful girl so he knew he wouldn’t be the only guy in your life...but he liked the you and him. he liked it a lot. he liked you. he’s liked you for a long time. in a way that he shouldn’t.
in a way that could jeopardize everything.
so he buries himself in work.
buries himself in spider-man.
the longer hes out there, the more time he can spend forgetting about you. your smile, your hair, your laugh...he can ignore the fact that you wouldn’t work for the simple reason that it’s unsafe. him not crossing that line could possibly be the very reason you’re alive. even living with you was risky.
but he can’t himself. perhaps he’s selfish.
so when you brought up this cole guy something in him flipped. he shouldn’t have been surprised but he couldn’t help but want you all to himself.
when he woke up in the morning it was well past two pm and you were in the bathroom brushing your teeth. he noticed that you had already showered and gotten dressed for the day. you were way more responsible than him.
“morning.” he says as he passes you on his way to the kitchen to make some coffee.
“morning sleepyhead.” you laugh after rinsing your mouth out.
he noticed you grabbing your coat and bag and a bag of snacks from the counter.
“i have class. will be back around five probably?”
peter nods and hugs you goodbye, “laters.”
“laters.”
peter didn’t have class today but he thought it’d be a good idea to take some pictures and sell them, he didn’t have anything better to do and he definitely needed the money.
on his stroll around new york his thoughts were filled with you. he was jealous. he wanted to be with you. buying you drinks, buying you coffee, doing everything with you. he wanted to love you like a boyfriend would. cause he did love you.
he definitely loved you.
and you wanted someone else.
of course there were other chances but there was still the spider-man problem. he was starting not to care though. cause he wanted you. he needed you. and if this cole guy has proved anything it’s that he can’t live without you.
when peter got home you were already there and getting ready for your date with..cole.
your hair was straightened, you’re earrings shined, and your dress was...tight. the very definition of little black dress. and you looked amazing. you looked...so damn hot. and beautiful. and he wanted the dress off. preferably on the ground around your ankles while he fucks you.
but he coudn’t think like that.
“hey peter, how was your day?”
“it was good..you?”
“yeah it was fine. lecture was long.”
“mmm,” peter mumbled. “getting ready for cole?”
you laughed. “uh yeah..i should be leaving in like...” you check your phone. “now.”
“what else happened on your date yesterday?” he asks, curious, and quickly, considering you were heading out the door.
you hum, avoiding his eyes. “uhmmm, just coffee at first...then we got sandwiches...and he kissed me goodnight.”
“oh!” peter exclaimed. “and how was it?”
peter sounded like he was just curious, but inside he was damn near seething.
“it was good.” truth was, you wished it was peter who had kissed you goodnight.
peter watched as you grabbed your jacket and your bag to get ready to leave. you go in for hug goodbye and he hugs you back. when you go to pull away he pulls you back in with his hand on the side of your face, his thumb on your cheek and his fingers on your neck. before you could even say anything, his lips crashed down onto yours. his lips were soft and when he wanted to deepen the kiss you let him.
your hands somehow found the sides of his neck and you kissed him like you were lovers separated. it was passionate, and desperate...its like he was trying to tell you something with a kiss...until he pulled and backed away.
he didn’t look you in your eyes.
“think about that on your date, alright?”
and he left. went to his room and closed the door without another word.
you were stunned. you didn’t know what to do. what did that kiss mean? does he actually like you? well he has to to kiss you like that...you touched your lips in shock. you can’t believe that just happened.
you grab your keys and head out the apartment door. you couldn’t just leave cole hanging...right? but cole’s not who you wanted...
so you turn around, and swing the apartment door right back open. to your surprise peter was right there looking as if he was about to chase right after you.
he was coming for you?
you grab his face and pull him down to kiss you...hard. he kisses you back just as hard and makes a move to take your jacket off.
“y/n, baby, i need you.” he pulls away and looks you in your eyes. “tell me you need me too.”
you nodded quickly but peter pulled away. “use your words y/n.”
you nearly moan. “yes, peter, i need you.”
at that, peter groans and picks you up so that your legs were wrapped around him. his hands found your ass and his lips were on yours as he carried you to your bedroom.
he laid you on your bed and started kissing you on your neck. you moaned and pulled at his shirt. you wanted him...bad.
he took the hint and threw it off.
you took yours off too.
“fuck, y/n you’re so beautiful.”
he nips at your neck and moves to take your bra off. as soon as it’s off ha grabs both of your breasts in his hands and kisses the space in between them. he takes on nipple in his mouth and sucks, when he’s done, he does the same with the other. after, he puts his hands back to still gently squeeze your breasts while he brings his head down so he was trailing wet slow kisses down your stomach. by the time he got to the waistband of your pants you were impatient.
“please, peter, please.”
“please what y/n? use your words.”
“take them off, peter..”
“mmm..” peter moves his hands down and squeezes your thighs. he kisses you through your leggings and you moan and move up.
“fuck, please.”
he was teasing you too much.
he slowly took your leggings off but kept your panties on. he was moving so slow...
“a thong y/n?” he says lowly. “were you planning on getting fucked tonight, huh? were you gonna let cole fuck you?”
you didn’t say anything.
“mmm okay.” he says.
he puts himself in a position so that he was on his knees with his legs open and your legs were spread, going across his thighs. his fingers trail from your bellybutton to just over your clit and then down some.
“you’re so wet...for me or for cole hmm?”
“for you peter, fuck please do something.”
“for me? hmm..”
he pulls your panties down and off. you make a move to close your legs but he won’t let you. his fingers go to see how wet you are while his thumb goes to lightly rub your clit. you moan and move against him, trying to urge him to do more.
he backs up so that he’s on his stomach and his face is about an inch away from your pussy.
with no warning he starts on your clit...you moan loudly and he goes faster. sooner or later he adds a finger..he goes in slowly.
“peter oh my god.” you arch your back a bit.
he starts a slow rhythm but you beg him to go faster. he does, but you want more. you want so much more.
“peter..”
“hmm?” he was lost in you...
“i need you to fuck me.”
he stops and kisses your clit.
“you want me to fuck you?”
you nod quickly.
he takes off his pants and rubs himself through his boxers before he takes those off too. he was so big..
you got up wanting to touch but he shakes his head.
“but i wanna..”
“’s okay baby. want you to feel me.”
you lay back down and he hovers over you and kisses you. his lips find your neck again and he moans...he keeps sucking and you know it’ll leave a mark. he reaches over to your bedside table and fishes out a condom. he opens it, rolls it on, and lines it up with your entrance. you moan in anticipation and he buries his face in your neck.
he pushes himself inside and you both moan out.
your hands land on his back as he starts moving inside you. he’s kissing at your neck and you’re telling him to go faster. he does, and you moan.
“you feel so good fuck y/n.”
he trails his hand down your body and starts rubbing your clit as he fucks you faster.
you moan as you feel yourself about to come. he feels it too and rubs faster.
“you gonna come for me?” peter moans.
“yes, yes, peter fuck god.”
“come for me baby. wanna feel you come undone for me.”
and you do. seconds later you’re squeezing your eyes shut and seeing stars as you come. you can barely breathe as peter exclaims that he’s gonna come too.
he pulls out before me does and moans. he leans down and kisses you long and hard before going to pull the condom off and tie it to throw it away.
after he’s cleaned himself he puts his boxers on and hands you his shirt. you put it on along with your panties.
he slides into bed and cuddles up behind you. you don’t know how but all of a sudden you saw a string go out to the other side of the room to get a water bottle and then back to peter’s hand.
you turn around and sit up shocked.
“what the fuck peter how -”
“i’m spiderman.” he says quickly and gets up so that his face was right in front of yours. “and i’m also in love with you.”
before you could ask any questions his soft lips were on yours.
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corny ending bro im so sorry.
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the sex scene || andrew garfield
ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: being a new actress in the scene is hard enough, especially with sudden script changes.
ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: andrew garfield x fem!reader
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ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: smut
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Holding the script in your hands felt unreal. Although it was just a supporting role you felt incredibly proud of yourself for pulling it off, but there was still a long way to go. Your screen test was with one of the casting crew since the actor who was cast for the main role had interviews scheduled for the day, and a million questions went through your head. What if you didn't get along? What if there just wasn't that chemistry that makes movie couples so special? What if you failed to connect and that got you kicked off the movie?
Just as tears of nervousness and stress brimmed in your eyes, you realized you were gripping the script so hard it had started to crumple.
"Oh God..." You sighed and flattened the paper on your table, as you messily wiped away the tears.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door of your room.
You mumbled a couple of curses as you tried to make yourself look presentable and opened the door.
"Good morning miss, I hope you slept well, Andrew has arrived to the set so the directors can see if you work well together."
"Right now!?" Your heart started racing and the nervousness that you had just calmed down from came back.
"Yes, since the shooting starts in two days they want to make sure you two work well together, if we wait any longer it will be harder to find a replacement for your role if you two don't get along in your roles."
Well there was a nice way to say 'we need to do it now 'cause if you fuck it up we have time to replace you'...
"Alright, could you just give me a second to change?"
The man nodded and informed you he'd be waiting at the reception for you.
"Shit, shit, shit."
You showered in record time and fixed yourself up as fast as possible to meet the man that was waiting for you, and once you found him, you two were off to the set. It was at a walking distance from the hotel you were staying in.
Every step you took seemed to fuel your stress and anxiety, and had you not been in public, you would have slapped yourself to calm down, but since there were people around, counting to 10 backwards would have to suffice.
The second you entered the room your eyes met with Andrew's, and he smiled at you. You smiled back, trying your hardest to hide how nervous you were.
"Hi, I'm Y/N Y/L/N, nice to meet you!" You introduced yourself, and held out your hand.
Andrew immediarely stood up and shook your hand.
"I'm Andrew Garfield, it's a pleasure."
You took your seat and the director proceeded to explain to the both of you that you'd be doing an exercise, sort of like the screen test, to test your chemistry together as the main couple. The man indicated which scene you'd be playing and you both stood up to act it out.
"No need to be nervous." He whispered, as you two walked to the place where you'd be performing.
You smiled shyly, embarrassed that he'd picked up on your agitation, but happy he was actually really nice.
You took a deep breath, and did your job as best as you could. And it went a lot better than expected. Turns out that Andrew was really approachable and easy to work with, making it a lot better to get through. The director still had some tips and fixer-uppers, which you very much appreciated, and although it wasn't perfect, you were happy at how comfortable you had become by the end of the session.
"I'm looking forward to working with you, I hope you're not as nervous as you were..." Andrew told you, as he slipped on his jacket.
"I'm less nervous now, but I'm still very shaky 'cause this is my first time in the big screen. I've done some small roles but the vibe is a lot different right now."
Andrew nodded, as the both of you headed outside.
"It is pretty harsh, I remember my first time and I was just as nervous as you, but you'll do great. If you need anything you can always come to me!"
"Thank you so much! You've been so helpful, I'll make sure to buy you dinner after we shoot, if I'm not kicked off that is." You laughed.
Andrew laughed along.
"Don't say that! But hey," he stopped and pointed at you, with a cheeky smile on his face "I'll take you up on that offer!"
The man told you goodbye, as you went on your separate ways. Andrew had his own place on set since he'd be needed for a lot longer than you.
You hid your nose and mouth in your jacket, trying to warm your nose while simultaneously hiding the way you were smiling like an insane person, after the night had gone that well.
However, your happiness wouldn't last for long. The very next day you received a call from the directors about a script change. They told you you'd need to come by to pick up the new script, so they could discuss it with you and Andrew (since the scene they changed happened to be between the two of you).
Once you got there everyone was already sitting down, with the script in their hands. You greeted the men in the room and immediately sensed the discomfort in Andrew's voice. You found it strange, since you seemed to get along just fine the night before... Your tried to remain calm, however, and just took your seat.
But the reasoning of his uneasiness came rather sooner than later. The robust man handed you your new script.
"Well, Y/N, after yesterday we thought the scene wasn't enough, it was lacking a certain something that we saw would really get a good reaction of the spectators, and since you seemed to click so well we've decided to add a sex scene after the fight scene."
Ah, so that is why Andrew was so uneasy. You could see him staring at you from the corner of your eye, searching for what your reaction would be. You gulped, trying to suppress all feeling rushing right into you at the moment, and smiled.
"Sounds good!"
It had to sound good, you were far too scared of losing your first decent role by objecting to a director decision.
"Alright, Andrew agreed as well, so we're all done here, tomorrow we'll start with that scene, since it will be a rather climax point in the movie we want to get it done first."
You nodded and left without another word.
"Y/N!" You heard a familiar voice call from behind you.
You stopped and turned around, to find Andrew with a worried look.
"You alright?" He asked.
You smiled slightly and nodded.
"I'm okay."
There was an awkward silence, one of two people who knew the conversation was pointless. He knew you weren't okay, and you knew he was aware of your lies.
Andrew stepped in front of you.
"I know you're nervous, it's a big scene that just got bigger, with more feelings and emotions to act out, it's okay to feel nervous, it's the most normal thing in the world... Why don't we go over the scene tonight? I can come by your hotel and we can act it out."
You looked up at him.
"I don't want to bother you, you have weeks on end shooting scenes I don't wanna take up your last night of proper rest."
"It's okay, I was going to be up all night anyways, I can never sleep well before the first day of shooting, I'm always too anxious and excited." He told you.
You bit your lip, trying to hide how happy you were he offered to help you through it.
"So you really don't mind?"
"No ma'am." He replied with a smile.
You laughed at his goofy antics and nodded.
"Alright then, I'm in room 104B, come by whenever."
"I'll see you then!"
You waved goodbye to each other as you went your separate ways. The state of your room sent you into a slight panic. You had asked for the cleaning ladies to not clean your room since you had a bunch of things related to the movie around and you were afraid something would get leaked to the public if someone came in and saw those things. As a consequence, everything was everywhere. Clothes on the floor, papers all over every surface, makeup brushes sprawled on the sink counter and shoes and bags covering the floor. You continuously cursed yourself out as you cleaned your room and put everything in its place. You made the bed, folded the clothes neatly and put all the makeup in a proper bag.
By the time you were finished you were sweaty and hungry, so you made some 3 minute ramen on your room and took your sweet time taking a shower, so you'd at least be presentable when your co-star arrived.
You were blow-drying your hair when you heard a knock on the door.
"Shit- Just a second!"
You turned off the blow dryer and got dressed at the speed of light, you didn't expect him to come so soon, but then again, you might have taken a little too long cleaning up and lost track of time, with the dance breaks you took during a couple songs you played to help with the chore.
You opened the door, breathless, as soon as you were done.
"Hi! Sorry you had to wait I was... fixing myself."
"Oh no need to worry," he said, as you stepped away so he could come in "I didn't wait for long."
"You can take a seat, do you want anything to drink? I have tap water and tea made with tap water." You joked.
His laugh and smile were contagious, and you couldn't help but follow along as he giggled at your joke.
You sat in front of him, on the chairs by the big windows that showed the bright city underneath you, divided by a small circular table, where you placed your scripts. You had taken a little time to read it so you weren't unprepared when he came.
Andrew made sure to hit you with continuous small talk, to make you more comfortable with the scenario, and it worked very well.
By the time you started the scene, you were fully relaxed for the first time while holding those pages.
You started out by just reading the lines to each other, getting accustomed to it, and imagining the scene in your head. And you thought that was going to be it.
"Should we act it out now? Or do you want to read one more time just to make sure?"
You choked in the water and looked at him with big eyes.
"Act it... out?"
"Yeah I mean I thought that was the point? Acting it out is sort of the hardest part, trying not to look awkward on camera. But if you don't feel comfortable that's totally fine! I can help you out tomorrow when we shoot."
You looked away and chewed on your bottom lip as you thought. It should be a no-brainer really, but you weren't mentally ready for a fake sex scene with a man that good-looking, alone. If you made a fool out of yourself it would give you a couple sleepless nights, but you figured it was better to look like an asshat for one person only.
"Alright, let's do this. But please take the lead and tell me what to do."
Andrew set down the script on the table and stood up.
"Let's take it from the end of the fight scene, 'cause you have that one down really well."
You blushed slightly at the compliment.
"Alright so we end looking at each other angrily, and then I'll push you against the wall, alright?"
"Okay, let's do this."
You took a deep breath and shook out all the nervousness, as you got into character.
"So you can go fuck yourself!" You yelled the last line of your character and stared daggers at Andrew as he looked at you with the same intensity.
Just as promised, he gripped your hips and pushed you against the wall. The man inspected the way your body stood, and his hand crept down until it settled on the small of your back. He pulled you towards him softly yet confidently.
"Try to arch your back on this part, the closer our bodies are the better." He whispered.
His hand went back to holding your waist and your body maintained the shape he had carved, when his lips finally took yours, you were surprised at how passionately he kissed. Andrew had the sensation of someone who was incapable of being rough, but there he was, handling you like you were his puppet, and for a second you wished it wasn't all fake.
You instinctively pressed your crotch against his, and Andrew had to suppress a couple sounds that threatened to leave his throat. It wasn't his first sex scene, but the fact that you two were practicing alone, touching each other so intimately alone made him feel something else.
His fingers trailed up your body, from your waist to your hips. They went under your shirt, and his touch on your skin made your hand grip his hair a little harder. With one movement, Andrew removed your shirt, and his lips grazed your neck.
"Keep your back arched, lean your head against the wall, and make sure you don't cover your chest with your arms." The man whispered once more, before his lips left a wet trail of kisses down your jaw, kissing and sucking on some spots on your neck, hard enough so you'd feel it, but soft enough as to not leave a mark.
It was insanely hard not to say 'fuck it' and beg him to do it harder, but you maintained calm. His lips trailed back up and caught yours in a passionate, sinful kiss that would have you dreaming with him that night.
His hands held your ass, and he gave you a little pat as a signal, and you wrapped your legs around his waist, so he could carry you into bed.
Andrew laid you down quite harshly, then muttering a small 'sorry' in your ear.
He bent your legs and spread them apart so he could settle between them. The man glued his body to yours, your lips almost touching.
"Your thighs," he started, running his hands up your legs slowly "need to be covering our crotches to mask the fact that we won't actually be... well, fucking." He blushed a little as he said those words.
He kept straight eye contact as his hips moved steadily against yours.
Suddenly, you felt something hard against your crotch, and then Andrew stopped moving.
"Ah, shit... Sorry, that's... That's awkward."
He looked away for a second, unsure of what to do. A shot of adrenaline suddenly ran through your body, and in an unknown moment of bravery, you held his chin and made him kiss you again. Andrew gripped your thighs as he deepened the kiss. Your hands tangled in his hair and for the first time you didn't have to hold back.
Your fingers trailed down his body, and hooked around the hem of his shirt. The man got the message and immediately removed it. He looked into your eyes as you admired his physique. His tongue explored your mouth once more, as your hands grew more and more curious.
You undid the button of his jeans and slid one hand inside, earning a breathy moan from the contact of your hand against his boner. You teased him a little by squeezing his hardened member.
"I'll make you regret that, darling." He whispered in your ear.
His hand slid inside your underwear so fast you only noticed it when his fingers teased at your entrance.
"This wet? Already?" Andrew whispered, before kissing the spot right below your ear.
One finger entered you, followed by a second one right after, and then a third, stretching you out just enough.
You were trying not to be loud, and he could tell.
"None of that princess, I wanna hear you." He demanded, keeping a steady grip on your neck.
That was your kryptonite, and moans left your mouth non-stop. You were so drunk in pleasure from his fingers you didn't even notice him getting rid of the rest of his clothes. That is, until he pulled his fingers out.
"Open wide."
He placed his fingers by your mouth, which you gladly took and licked clean, never breaking eye contact.
"Good girl."
You winked at the man, and his soft side was brought up once more as he blushed, looked away and smiled slightly.
"Are you ready?" He then asked, his tip by your entrance.
You gripped the sheets and nodded as a response. Once he had your permission he didn't take it slow, he rammed inside of you, and a scream-like moan left your lips.
His hips snapped against yours almost melodically and you gripped his biceps for dear life.
"S-shit you're so good-" You moaned out.
He desperately tried to hide his blush every time but to no use. Your eyes were focused on his pleasure-filled face.
You clenched around him, and a string of curses left his mouth as Andrew tried his best not to cum yet.
"You're doing s-so good, y-you feel so good princess."
The praises sent you closer and closer to the edge, and as he hit just the right spot multiple times, your walls tightened around him and you came with a cry for his name. You didn't have time to ride out your orgasm, as the feeling of you and the way you moaned his name threw Andrew over the edge, and he pulled out, staining your body with hot spurts of cum.
Your foreheads rested against each other as you tried to catch your breaths.
"So... Are we doing it like this tomorrow?"
Andrew smiled and kissed you softly, tucking a strand of your messy hair behind your ear.
"If you want to, I don't mind."
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