I Would Die For You (Andy Biersack love story)

Sex

*SNOW'S POV*

Andy carried me into our room after another successful concert. He set me down on the bed and kissed me passionately, his hand slowly traveling up my leg and resting on my thigh. With his other hand cupping my face he pulled back but only to press his forehead against mine. Andy always seems to leave me breathless.

"I love you, my little Snowflake." He said.

"How am I a snowflake?"

"Because you're as delicate and fragile as a snowflake. And you're beautiful and unique in your own special way."

I giggled at his pet name for me. Curling my fingers in his soft raven black hair, I brought my lips down on Andy's. He licked my lip, begging for entrance. I wouldn't let him in. He growled and tried again. I wouldn't budge.

"Let me in." He growled against my lips.

I shook my head and smiled playfully against Andy's lips.

"Please?" He whined.

I shook my head.

"Fine. I guess I'll have to torture you to the point where you're begging for me to take you. And when I finally do, you'll scream my name in pure ecstasy." He whispered, dangerous and low in my ear.

Andy started trailing down my neck, kissing and sucking the skin gently. Then suddenly he grabbed me by the shoulders and slammed me against the wall.

My breathing was erratic. I have to get some control. With shaking hands I tried to push Andy away. He laughed when I failed.

"Good luck with that. Humans always seem to forget out we're 1,000 times stronger than them. And there's one more thing. The vampire is ALWAYS in control. You're mine. I own you." He growled and brought his lips down hard on mine. He read my mind...

Accepting that there's nothing I can do I kissed back. I moaned as he slid his tongue in and down my throat, exploring my mouth. I slid my tongue into his mouth as well. Our tongues wrestled as we fought for dominance. I glided my tongue along his teeth. I wasn't surprised when I felt his fangs. I lightly knicked the tip and cut my tongue, my blood pooling in Andy's mouth. He moaned loudly and sucked on my tongue trying to get as much blood as possible.

Falling back on the bed he continued to suck on my tongue. With me on top, I lifted his shirt, rubbing my hands along his stomach and chest. He leaned forward so I could slip his shirt off, our lips parting for only seconds before meeting again.

He rolled us over and straddled my waist. Andy pulled out a pair of handcuffs and cuffed my hands to the bed. Smiling evily, he ripped off my shirt and unhooked my bra. I squirmed and wiggled under him as he stared at my bare chest.

"Don't struggle. I'll only torture you more."

I stopped. Andy smiled with satisfaction.

I layed there, vulnerable and topless as Andy licked his lips hungrily. Slowly, he lightly traced his finger under the curve of my breast, raising goose bumps all over my body. I moaned in pleasure as he circled my nipple with his finger.

He then kissed in between my boobs before flicking my hard nipple with his tongue and taking it in his mouth, sucking. I cried out in both pain and surprise when I felt him bite down. Andy continued to suck my blood from my tit as I moaned his name loudly. All the pain from before was gone. What remained was pure pleasure.

"Andy, please..." I whimpered.

He pulled back and smiled. Blood staining his fangs and running from the corner of his mouth.