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X,,,,,,xAndy shifted as he woke up. His arms stretched completely straight until they popped at the elbows. The girl beside him had already woken up, but she was still very sleepy and hadn't opened her eyes yet.
After coughing once, Andy mumbled, "Good morning." He rolled onto his side to grab his pack of cigarettes off of the nightstand. He set the box down on the small of her back as he lit one up, and then he returned to his back with an arm beneath his head.
"Mm, good morning, my love," she murmured. Beneath the covers, she shifted her legs, but she stayed curled up to her pillow without opening her eyes.
As Andy took a drag, his eyes swept over her body. Her shoulders were taught hanging onto her pillow, her back fell in a gentle line until her ass, which was somehow the cutest and sexiest thing in the world to him. The early morning sunlight that filtered in from the window shone brightest on her before fading to him.
Andy tried to finish his cigarette, but after just a few moments of looking at her he had to put it out to be closer to her. He put it out on the nightstand, not caring about the wood at all, and leaned in close to her. He dug his nose into her hair, smelling the shampoo from last night's shower. He moved his cigarettes back onto the nightstand also before replacing the now empty spot of her back with his arm. Once again, she shifted to be more against him, but she still remained in the same spot.
"Lizzy," he whispered, cooing her. "Open those eyes for me, baby."
She smiled into the pillow before obliging, the soft green irises foggy in her current emotional state. She pulled her chin up just enough for him to kiss her once before she lowered her head again and shut her eyes.
Instead of pressing further, Andy sat up onto one elbow, leaving his other hand to run along her back. He pushed the black hair that had gathered at the nape of her neck away and leaned in to kiss that spot, and he could smell his shower gel on her skin. He faintly remembered her mentioning she had run out of her own, but he actually loved smelling his on her. She felt more like his this way; she belonged to the man she smelled like.
Andy's hand continued to wander over her. The tips of his fingers traced the line of her back all the way down to her butt, where he rested his hand as he nuzzled into her neck. She giggled at this and finally turned onto her back. The sunlight burned off the fog of her eyes so that they were as clear as glass. Andy ran his hand along her waist as he leaned in and kissed her, his lips already having missed the sensation. He shifted to be a little closer to her as he cupped the hinge of her jaw, and when they pulled away she kissed his palm as she took it into her own.
Like it didn't matter at all, Andy rested his chin just above the curve of her breast, her bare nipple merely inches away. "How did you sleep?" he asked quietly.
She started stroking his hair, earning another little coo from him. "Like the only thing in the entire world that could wake me up is you."
"That great, huh?" he teased, kissing the spot where he laid his chin before sitting up onto his hands. His lips found her nipple after that, kissing around it and gently blowing on it before taking it into his warm mouth. A tiny "mm" left her mouth as she tightened her hold on his hair. Andy couldn't tell if her goosebumps were because of him or the chill of the room.
As he moved to give attention to the other one, she pulled his head up to kiss her lips instead. He gladly obliged, their lips meeting again in a more passionate kiss. It was broken as she swung her leg around his and turned them so he was on his back instead. It was abrupt and surprised him for a moment, but she returned her lips to his and all was mended. One of her legs was curved up so she was on her knee, but their chests remained touching. He let his fingertips run along the natural shape of it, which just lead him back to her ass. He gripped a little firmer this time, and she just bit his lip and pulled enough to get across that she'd done it.
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One Shots
FanfictionCollection of one shots I've written in times of inspiration, all of which are about the one and only Andy Biersack.