Andrew Siwicki Imagines (Andrew Siwicki x Reader)

Distance (Smut)

Y/N and Andrew walked hand-in-hand through the front entrance of her apartment building on Wilshire Boulevard in Hollywood. The tall redhead smiled down at Y/N as he gazed at her. "Thanks for the great night Andrew," Y/N said softly, and Andrew squeezed her hand, pulling her gently into him. They made their way to her first-floor apartment, and as they approached her front door, he planted a sweet kiss on her soft lips, and she blushed, looking down at her feet a little before gazing back up at him. She shot him a smile and he returned it with a flirty one of his own, and then he pulled her closer, kissing her again, this time deepening the kiss a bit. Y/N sighed, melting into his chest before she hesitated. As Andrew pulled his hands around her back, starting to caress her, she pushed on his chest slightly, halting him, and he bit his lip, sighing a little.

"I had a lot of fun, but I better get to bed," she said in a hushed voice, and he nodded. "I had fun too. I'll, um... I'll see you tomorrow?" he asked her sweetly, and she grinned, shrugging a little bit. "I'll see you whenever I see you," she said, sounding nonchalant, and then she planted a chaste kiss on his cheek and watched him walk through the lobby and out the front door of the building with his hands in his pockets. As soon as he was out of sight she let out a huge breath, leaning against the door.

Y/N and Andrew had been on about five dates, and Y/N really liked the adorable redheaded podcaster from Illinois. He was the nicest, sweetest and hands-down sexiest guy she'd been out with in forever, and the attraction seemed to be mutual. But as cute, sweet and irresistible as Andrew was, Y/N was determined to keep him at a safe emotional distance. She had to. The last guy she'd dated before Andrew had been texting at least three other girls at the same time as he was supposed to be "dating" Y/N, and since then, she was completely skeptical of guys. Andrew seemed nice and sincere, but Y/N wasn't buying it, her insecurities when it came to guys making it completely impossible to believe that Andrew was a good one.

The next night, Andrew called and begged Y/N to come over to his house and watch a movie, and Y/N was excited, loving the fact that he called the day after their date to ask to see her again. She went over to his apartment, and as they hung out on his couch, watching Netflix, Andrew pulled Y/N into his lap. They kissed for a while and Y/N started to melt into him, his brown eyes mesmerizing her. "You're so beautiful," he whispered to her, his voice in awe, and Y/N swooned silently. He wrapped his arms around her waist and she kissed him hard, sending a tingle up his spine. Andrew reached up her shirt, unclasping Y/N's bra, and something inside her sounded an alarm. She jumped up, moving off his lap, and she gave him a sheepish smile.

"I better, um... I have to go," she said softly, pecking him softly on the lips and then readjusting her shirt and bra. Andrew nodded, swallowing hard, and then he dutifully stood up, holding her hand and leading her to the doorway, trying desperately to mask the sigh that slipped out of his mouth. He bit his lip, smiling at her sweetly, and then he shook his head a little as she walked out the door.

Two days later, they were back at Y/N's apartment, and this time, things were starting to escalate. It started with the two making out on Y/N's couch, and then things heated up, with Y/N leading Andrew to her bedroom, his heart pounding out of his chest at the thought of finally being with her.

In Y/N's room, they fell onto the bed together, kissing passionately the entire time, and before either knew what was happening, they were pulling off each other's clothes, leaving Andrew in his boxers, Y/N in a red lace bra and panty set so sexy that it seemed inevitable that Andrew would rip it off at some point. Andrew pulled Y/N on top of him so she was straddling him, and they engaged in a heated make out session, tongues fighting for dominance. Y/N knelt up over Andrew, kissing him on his neck, sucking lightly as he moaned softly, and she could see how turned on he was. She felt a mixture of excitement and dread in her gut at the effect she had on the adorable redhead, and as she slithered up and down his body, he grabbed at her ass over her thong, hands caressing her skin.