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...
Summary: Andy brings you a gift, and you bring him one in return
Pairings: Andy Barber X Reader
Warnings: Explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, unprotected sex, domestic kink, housewife kink, daddy kink, teasing, oral sex (F receiving), butt plug, cockwarming, squirting, breeding kink, creampie 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 7K
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"And just where are you going?" Poppy smirks, looking down at the weekender bag that you had on your arm. Judging you, while also being so happy for you and your current boyfriend. She didn't even know Cole, but she hated him. She always loved Andy, and didn't know why she had never thought of the two of you together, "You were away for what twelve hours?"
"It was two days actually. He's got a really hard case that he wants me to help him with," you couldn't hide the little grin that was turning your lips up. And couldn't try to fight the heat inflaming your cheeks. Visions of sitting in Andy's lap, while his cock was nestled deep in your core.
"Oh, really? Peach Blossom is a world class lawyer now? Tell me, delicate little Peach Blossom, how are you going to help him with his hard case? Or is it his hard cock you're going to help him with?"
"Both," you turn away from her, starting to giggle, and she clears her throat. "He...he relaxes better when...when I'm throbbing over his cock."
"Cock. Warming. Say it with me, Peaches, cockwarming. We have gone over it. You are going to sit in his lap, while you warm him up. Both of you get something out of it. It's okay. I have sex. Although not currently. At least one of us is getting it on, but you fucking Andy Barber every night was not on my bingo card for this year."
"We don't fuck every night. I was away from him for two days."
"Did he see your pussy while you were away?"
"Poppy!"
"Yes. Yes, he did. So you're not celibate, there's worse things in life than a pretty girl that's fucking the assistant district attorney. Man if that fucking asshole Cole could see you now. If only he knew you were getting railed more than he is. That you had a real man hovering over you every single fucking night, and how some other man was getting to hear you whimper his name," letting out an exasperated breath of air, you start to head to the door, "I'm sorry, that was insensitive."
"Andy wants to have dinner with you. Well, you come over for dinner."
"Yes, sweet thing. I'll come over to your new home while you serve me and Andy dinner. Go on and go cockwarm your lawyer daddy, and..." her eyes slowly turn towards you when she hears an involuntary whine, and you look away from her again. With a slow whistle she hauls a pillow towards you. "I knew it! Andy would find someone with daddy issues. That man is just the epitome of a caregiver. But that doesn't make me feel any better. Blech. You go to your daddy, and let him play with you. Have fun, but when is the next time I'll see you? This weekend?"
