Andy Biersack : The Willow Tree (Smut)

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So I had a little idea about what I'm going to do for my other fanfic Reckless but being the person I am wanted to test it out first. This one shot is something similar of what I want to do with Reckless, or where I want to take it. It won't be exactly like this but you'll get the concept. So let me know how you like it :3

So if you want me you gotta let me know and if you don't you gotta let me gooooooo :3

*Dove

The swirls of thick smoke escape my lips and disappear into the cold air. There was always something mysterious about the night air around this time, made the waiting more barnacle. I take another drag, inhaling deeper this time. Anticipation made me crave nicotine, maybe it wasn't the anticipation that made me feel so anxious.

Maybe it was her.

I twirl my cigarette around in my fingers waiting for the glorious rays of dim light to shine through the dirty kitchen window. I rest my body against the willow tree, it was big enough to block me from sight but close enough for me to watch her come outside to send him off. The highlight of my night. I watch my cigarette burn out at the end of my finger tips just as the last bit of ash crumbles off so delicately. I step on it. A breeze swoops in, I pull the collar of my leather jacket up and pull my arms together to await the show.

Right on time.

She strides behind him, her hand wrapped in his and their mouths rambling on about some pathetic topic I had no interest in as they walk down the driveway. His big frame shadows her as he leans in to kiss her, I see her fingers wrapping around his neck pulling him in closer to him as she reaches up higher to his lips that were now so delicately placed on his. He holds her lie he's going to break her, but he doesn't know who she is - he doesn't know what she can put through. If I had it my way, he'd never know. He gets onto his bike, taking one more long look at his girl before speeding off into the darkness.

I love it when she teases me.

I put my hands into my pockets and take my first step towards the house before breaking out into a run. I stop at the front, looking up towards her bedroom window. The light goes off, and she's waiting for me, she just doesn't know it. The neighborhood is still, absolutely desolate and yet I still feel like I can hear her breathing all the way down here. I scale up the side of the wall, climbing onto the balcony of her room. The glass door doesn't do a great job of concealing her body that stood inches away in nothing but thin undergarments and stockings. I take my jacket off and set it on the railing. Her back faces towards me and I can already feel her, I press my palms against the glass. Trying to get closer, trying to touch her.

I can't wait any longer.

I slide the door open slowly, the curtain raises almost instantly and blows with the wind. She's oblivious, her earphones are in and she's mumbling along quietly. I'm so close, her scent reaches my nose and I'm struck. I feel a thousand arrows hit my chest and my legs go weak, but I stand straight trying my best not to crumble. My arms reach out towards her, my fingers itch to caress her insecure hips. All at once my hands are wrapped around her waist, she turns around shocked and when she does I hold her tighter. Her lips mumble no but her eyes scream at me to grab her harder, to pull her deeper into my arms and never let go.

"No.", she breathes.

Yes.

I pull her in closer, my hand slips in behind her neck and I pull her up closer to take in the scent of her hair. I feel nails drag against my insides.

"Leave.", she mumbles, barely trying to pull back.

Stay with me.

I move my hands further down, I unclip her bra, she let's it slip off as run my hand over her bare back down to her backside, grazing slowly over the material of her underwear. My grasp tightens around her body and I lift her up onto my waist, I can feel my erection already digging into her as I hold her into place with my nails digging into her thighs. Her skin is burning up.

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