Andrew Siwicki Imagines (Andrew Siwicki x Reader)

Stumble (Smut... and Fluff)

The front door of the apartment crashed open, and through it Andrew came flying with Y/N clutching onto him. They made out passionately, tongues and hands everywhere as they stumbled into the dark townhouse. Andrew threw his keys and wallet on the countertop, pushing Y/N to lean against it as he put his arms around her waist, hands lingering to graze her ass as they kissed.

"Are you sure your roommate isn't going to come home?" Y/N asked breathlessly between kisses, and Andrew shook his head briskly. "He stays..." kiss "at his..." kiss "girlfriend's every night," he answered with a smirk, and Y/N grinned back at him.

Andrew leaned in, letting his lips trail from Y/N's lips to her neck, and she whimpered a little as he sucked on her sweet spot. She giggled into his red waves as she clutched onto his neck, leaning her head back to grant him better access. A tiny strangled moan escaped her perfect lips, and the sound of it stopped Andrew in his tracks. His eyes went wide and he eyed her, heart hammering away at his attraction to her.

"Are you sure you're... well, um... are we too drunk for this?" he stammered out, desperately hoping he wasn't pushing things too far, and Y/N laughed a little. "I didn't drink that much," she said softly. "Only like two beers," she added, and he smiled. "Me too," the redhead mumbled. "Why, do I seem out of it?" the girl asked, and Andrew shook his head briskly. "No no... I just... I don't know, I just wanted to make sure. I mean, you know, I don't want to do anything... you know..." he paused, looking her in the eye, and she grinned, pulling him by his shirt collar into her.

"You're sweet, you know that?" she told him with a sassy smirk, and he laughed. "So are you," he told her, connecting their lips again. He let his lips trail back down her jaw and to her neck, and he kept kissing her as he slowly started to inch up the stairs of his apartment. He held her by the waist, walking backwards as they continued making out, Y/N giggling the entire way.

She was sort of shocked by how good of a kisser this adorable introverted redhead was. When she'd started chatting with him at the bar, he had been hanging out with his friends, and they were a rowdy bunch of YouTubers, musicians and wannabe actors. Her friend Grace knew his friend Cole, and when he started talking to her, she was intrigued by his soft-spoken demeanor and low-key attitude, a contrast to the band of bros he'd shown up with that night. She thought he was sweet and ridiculously handsome, but she couldn't believe how smooth he was with his lips as she followed him up to his room.

They crashed through the door of Andrew's bedroom and he spun her around, backing her up to the bed where they fell onto the mattress together. Andrew held himself up above her, kissing and nipping at her neck as she kicked off her shoes, propping her feet flat on the bed. She felt herself getting carried away, but she couldn't help herself as his sweet perfect lips traveled all over her. She felt bold, and as he sat up, she did too, pulling the little pink dress she'd been wearing over her head in one full swoop, leaving her in a gray lace bralette and skimpy panties. Andrew's soft chocolate eyes went wide with lust, and he took her brazenness as an invite to move things along. He lifted his shirt over his head quickly, swallowing hard at Y/N's perfect figure and he pounced on her again.

Before they knew what was happening, Y/N's bra and panties were off and Andrew's lips had migrated to her chest where he sucked on her nipples, grabbing her tits in his giant hands as Y/N moaned desperately.

"Oh my god, I lo-ove that," she whimpered, and he grinned, loving the sound of her. He kissed her stomach and down to her thighs, leaving soft wet kisses up and down her legs. He felt her core, smirking at how wet she already was for him, and then he leaned up, whispering into her ear.

"Holy shit, if you're not the most beautiful girl that's ever been near my bed..." he said softly and she grinned. "I bet you say that to all the girls," she giggled, and he shook his head. "No way, I'm not that smooth," he insisted, and she rolled her eyes playfully. "Could have fooled me. You're a pro," she answered, giving him a tiny seductive grin, and Andrew was officially done for. He had to have her, and he pushed two fingers inside her, massaging her walls as she panted.