Small town gossip is rarely just that. But when your cousin and best friend catches the culprit in the act, you can no longer ignore it. Small towns rarely let you move on, so instead you move away, and to Boston where you can either wallow in your...
Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, PIV sex, unprotected sex, oral sex (F receiving), fingering, size kink, domestic kink, a bit of a breeding kink, slight dumbification, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 4.8K
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He didn't know what you would be like. Would you run away and be scared? Would you be overly clingy? He knew nothing. But what he did know with every soft touch to your perfectly rounded ass you would snuggle in closer to his chest. You released the sweetest whimpers when he would kiss on your forehead.
Your body was craving him, and Andy liked it a bit too much. He never considered himself to be touch starved until this moment. It was a need for him to touch you, and care for you. A need to keep you safe and satiated. But he couldn't predict how you would react when you weren't slightly buzzed. When you came to and realized what had transpired between the two of you. He could hope that things would continue down the current path, but he just didn't know.
You looked amazing naked in his bed. No space separated the two of you. One date and Andy was completely wrapped. He supposed he had been since you were looking for ice cream, and needed his help. And the absolute animalistic feeling he had knowing that you had only felt him almost gave him a high. This detail was spared by you until it was too late, but you didn't seem to mind. Had he known he would have kissed over your entire body. Tasted your virgin cunt, and savored every bit of your honey. Staring up at your blissed out face as me makes you come on his tongue and fingers before you ever felt the stretch of his cock.
It was almost cruel to you that you didn't get treated special. And then you hum in your sleep, a smile spreading across your face. You were comfortable. He didn't know your full story, had never seen where you grew up, but he wanted to know everything. Wanted to protect you from anyone that would hurt you, and was willing to change his location if you didn't want to stay in Boston. He knows it's extreme, but if you would have him, he would go where you needed to be.
"Andrew Barber!" He frowns as you scoot further down the bed and away from him. Rolling over to your belly, and your ass pokes up the blanket, but you were no longer using him as a pillow.
"Andy!" Andy was in a trance, and ignoring the beating coming from the door as he tries to figure out a way to get you back on his body without waking you up. The slow breathing of your sleeping form was making him more relaxed than he has ever felt in awhile.
"Andrew Stephan Barber if you don't open this fucking door and tell me where my cousin is no one will ever be able to find your body! Open the fucking door!"
"Oh, shit," Andy groans, crawling out of the bed to slip on some sweatpants and a hoodie. Dragging his feet to the door when Poppy bursts into the house. "Good morning, Pops."
