A Collection Of Andy Biersack Images

I'm Your Whore

A/N: special shoutout to Harley_Kitty_Kat
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Andy was in the shower, and you were lying in bed, flipping through an AP, and were hit suddenly with arousal when you came to a page with Andy on it. You weren't sure what it was, but something about the picture reminded you of him in bed, and turned you on. You wanted sex, and as soon as he got out of the shower you were going to get it.

Quickly you slipped out of bed and changed from your comfortable sweats into something sexy, smirking as you fluffed your hair a little in the mirror. The shower stopped, and you climbed back into bed, sure that he would want you as soon as he got out. You settled into a sexy pose as you continued to look over your AP one hand settled enticingly on your thigh while the other flipped absently though your magazine.

When Andy came out of the shower you pushed your breasts out a little bit, hoping he'd jump you immediately, but to your horror he just climbed into bed without a word and turned the lights off, not even telling you goodnight.

"Andy." You whispered, touching his shoulder gently, moving your hand down his back and to his hip.

"No, (Y/N)." he said to you, and you pouted.

"But, Andy." You whimpered, hand seeking out his crotch, but he just grabbed your hand and threw it behind him.

"Fine then." You moped, reaching over to the bedside table and grabbing your vibrator. You didn't turn it on, just left it beside you until it was the right time. You sighed and ran your hands over yourself, the way you wished he would run his hands over you, lingering on your ticklish sides, your sensitive neck, your perking nipples, avoiding the part of you that would bring you the most pleasure. You sighed as you slipped one hand beneath your short night gown, running your hand over your bare stomach and up to your breast, kneading it lightly while the other hand gently rubbed over your dampening folds through your underwear. You whimpered as you tweaked your nipple, having abstained from sex for over a week, you were more than a little eager.

"Andy." You said softly, thinking, wishing, it was your boyfriends hands on you. You pressed a little harder on your clit, groaning as you started to feel the pleasure build. "Andy." You gasped as you pushed your panties aside and played with yourself, squeezing your breast harder, paying special attention to your nipples. You heard him shift in the bed and you sighed, pushing your fingers into your wet sex, pumping. You keened, pumping faster, and the hand that was playing with your breast grabbed for your vibrator, only to find it missing.

"Fuck." You groaned, pulling your fingers out of your soaking sex and playing with your clit, rubbing it in slow, agonizing circles.

"Looking for this?" Andy asked suddenly, and without you even realizing it had happened Andy was turned to face you and had the vibrator pressed against your dripping sex.

"Fuck." You whispered as he turned it on and started pumping it in and out of you.

"Yes, that's right, (Y/N), I'm going to fuck you." He murmured before he started moving the toy faster, turning it up and making your hips buck as you tried to gain as much pleasure as possible.

"You little tease." He chuckled, lips latching onto your neck and leaving possessive hickies. "You knew this was going to happen, didn't you, (Y/N)? You were almost hoping for it." he chuckled and turned off the toy, making you whimper at the loss.

"Suck it." He said, taking your hand and placing it on his semi-hard cock.

You didn't even start to protest, just goy up on your hands and knees and took him in your mouth as he laid on his back.

"Yeah, that's a good girl." Groaned, pushing your head farther onto his hardening shaft. "Just like that, baby." He murmured as you sucked him off.

"That's enough. I love your mouth, but I'm much more interested in that wet cunt. Ride me, babe." He commanded you, and you wasted no time positioning yourself over him. This wasn't a gentle love making, this was sex, just sex and nothing more, but you didn't mind. You lowered himself onto his hard shaft and gasped at the wonderful sensation of being filled by his cock.

"You're just my little whore, aren't you?" He asked, grabbing your hips and urging you to move. You did what he wanted, riding him enjoying every moment of it.

"Answer me." He growled and you started to move faster.

"Yes," You told him as he started buck his hips, grunting as he came closer to his climax.

"Yes what?" he grunted, pushing himself harder into you, making your voice come out in quivered moans.

"I-I'm your whore." You whimpered, biting your lip as your climax built.

He pushed you onto the bed, drilling you, filing the room with the sweet sounds of skin against skin and passion-filled exclamations.

"An-Andy, ah, yes." You keened, meeting him thrust for thrust.

"That's right, moan for me my little whore." He groaned, his thrusts becoming sloppy as you both reached your peaks. He groaned as he filled you with his ejaculate, and you let out a little whimpered yell as your walls contracted around him.

"Fuck." You whispered, gasping for breath.

"Was I too rough?" he asked once he had finally caught his breath and rolled off you.

You shook your head, even though you were a little sore. You took his hand and just held it in yours. "I'm sorry I coerced you into sex." You laughed, and he chuckled.

"It's alright, it's not like I didn't enjoy it." He assured you.

"Yeah, I'm sure you did, what was that? You're never that demanding."

"I guess I was just in a bad mood." He shrugged.

"You're a strange one, Biersack."

"Right back at you, (Y/L/N)."