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buckyownsmylife · 8 months

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Fuel to the Fire - Chapter 16

The one where Andy isn’t the type of man you can deny, even if what he wants is for you to become his mistress.

Andy Barber is a feared mobster and your best friend’s husband. There were more than enough reasons never to look at him twice. But when he lets you know that he wants you, there’s little you can do to stop the terrible trainwreck you know it’s coming your way.

for general warnings and author’s notes, please go to the fic’s masterlist.

You weren’t in the habit of arriving late. Usually, Andy would pick you up on his way to work, and you’d arrive together. But he’d been so thorough on the way he’d used you the night before, he thought you deserved a few extra hours of sleep.

So he asked his driver to go pick you up around 10 AM, so you could join him in his office. Work had been coming easily to you. It was mostly just answering calls and letting Andy do whatever he wanted to your body, whenever he could find the time.

In all of your time there, you still hadn’t had a chance to make any friends or interact with any of the other employees, so it came as a surprise when you heard your name from the lips of the woman leaning over Andy’s desk when you got to his office that morning.

“I mean… I thought you weren’t interested because you were married,” she almost whispered, yet it was still loud enough for you to hear. “But now that she’s here, I know I have a shot.”

Andy laughed at that, and you smiled victoriously over the shoulder of the woman, who you recognized as Andy’s previous secretary. She’d obviously been nurturing feelings for him, and believing all she had to do was to get him alone in a room so that he’d enact upon them.

“Y/N.” He called you, much to your surprise. But of course he had noticed your arrival, the man noticed everything. “Would you care to explain to Bridget why I’m not interested in her proposal?”

You stood there in front of them for a little while, trying to figure out what it was that Andy wanted you to say. Bridget looked mortified and furious, all at the same time, her chest heaving with the power of her breaths, and you wanted nothing more than to tell her off.

So that’s what you did.

“Mr. Barber already has someone to satisfy him,” you informed her in your best professional voice. “Not that you could ever fill in the role, anyway.”

Bridget almost ran out of the room, and you turned to Andy, waiting to see if it was what he wanted.

“Come here,” he ordered, one arm stretched out to you. “I want to eat this little pussy.” It was his way of congratulating you, you knew that now. But the door was still open, and Bridget’s table had a perfect vision of Andy’s, so you hesitated.

And in that second of hesitation, Andy’s eyes darkened.

“Now.”

You stumbled in his direction, not thinking twice about following his orders now that you had inadvertently disappointed him.

“Undress.”

One by one, the pieces of your clothing fell off, making a mess out of his office’s floor, but he didn’t seem to care, so you didn’t, either.

You liked the way he looked at you when you were completely nude. It was like he was fucking you with his eyes, letting you know all of the nasty things he was going to do to you later.

“Hop on the table.” The second you were on the furniture, he was onto you, spreading your legs even further so his shoulders would fit in between them.

“I want to kiss you right here,” he said, already pressing said kiss on your clit, only to tease you and provoke an ungodly amount of lubricant to come out of you, in your need for him.

He knew it and he loved it.

“Relax, baby,” he spoke as he spread his hands on the inside of your thighs, licking his lips at the sight of you all open and ready for him. “I’m gonna take care of you.”

The flash of light surprised you, and you opened your eyes to find just a glimpse of Andy’s phone right before he hid it away inside his pocket once more.

“For later,” he explained, even though he didn’t have to. He was the boss, in the office and in your relationship. His word was law to you.

It wasn’t until the third or forth orgasm that he brought you that you realized his gaze was on Bridget the entire time.

#my series #fuel to the fire #andy barber smut #andy barber #smut #mobster au #andy barber series #andy barber fic #andy barber fanfic

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feministdragon · 1 year

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#twitter #fuel to the fire #good takes #elon musk

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authentically-avalon · 1 year

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I will

Go outside,

Since you demand it so.

And while I stroll I see women being who they are bravely.

You cannot shame us,

Tame us,

Or push us to the shadows.

You can seek to change the meaning of the word woman,

But you will never be able to change the fact that I was born one.

You can seek to dismantle our spaces

But you will never be able to change my desire to build on.

Won’t you join me outside?

#radfem #thanks anon for inspiring more writing #fuel to the fire #woman means adult human female

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astarnamedmary · 1 year

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hello agni how are you this fine morning

HEYO and unwell and cold is how i am </3 i mean i'm in a good mood n all but. sickness due to weather and temperature changes :(

#Fuel to the Fire #shapeofinfinity #sky.LL

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the-commonplace-book · 1 year

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been a while since the genshin fandom's collectively gone this apeshit over a character

#memes of teyvat #kaveh #baizhu #genshin impact #genshin 3.6 #f; genshin #this event really did add fuel to the fire (affectionate)#less than a day before the new banner!#i have literally everything pre-farmed for kaveh so I can get him leveled and added to the team right away #if i get baizhu that'd be nice too but #kaveh kaveh kaveh kaveh

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carlyraejepsans · 2 years

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i will never forgive popular UT fanon for using chara as a scapegoat in the genocide run and making "sans recognizes them and attacks them on sight regardless of what run they're in" headcanons so pervasive.

mostly because "restless spirit of a long dead child who's obsessed with the concept of cosmic retribution and facing consequences for your actions" + "guy whose job is just that but he treats it on par with his hot dog sidegig" is potentially one of the most hysterical dynamics you could come up with

UPDATE: you should REALLY check out the notes on this one

#''hey kid do you want anything?'' ''closure. absolution. redemption. but in a world where the damage is done and third parties don't exist #who holds the authority to be the judge of that. can any of us truly be forgiven..?''#''yeah uhhhh. i've got twenty bucks''#undertale #sans #chara #this guy also happens to be banging their mom which is unrelated but also only adds fuel to the fire #some tags on here got me tearing my hair out the point is they WOULD NOT hate each other. guys.#chara would be mildly amused by sans and sans would have. no fucking clue how to handle them. which only amuses them more

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aesthetic-uni · 1 year

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Misha Collins is the funniest straight man ever. He’s the only person to arguably queerbait in real life. He had to come out as a straight. He was told by WB to just stay bisexual. He’s living every homophobe’s nightmare scenario but the only difference is that everyone actually loves it for him

#misha collins #also don’t argue about me about the queerbait thing I know he didn’t it’s just a fucking joke #anyway back to the funny #more straight people should honestly be like him #keep ‘em on their toes #or something #I know nothing about this man or supernatural #but I adore him #have y’all seen his feud on Tiktok with icaruspendragon?#btw someone should check on her #but it’s hilarious #I hope he loves the rest of his life by just adding fuel to the fire that is his life

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cyani07 · 1 year

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Do I need you, my hope, my gun? Do I owe you my everything? My heart, my liege, my second birth

#mcyt #dsmp #dream smp #wilbur soot #quackity #tntduo #ctntduo #caption is lyrics from mi capitan by kiltro #im obsessed #anyways just take this #my art #started this bc i couldnt stop thinking about how ccwilbur said cwilbur needed cquackity he was the fuel to his fire etc etc im dead still

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azulhood · 5 months

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Deciding to prank/ haunt batman was one of the best decisions Danny's ever made.

The Batcave is filled with Superman squishmellows.

The T-Rex is covered is so much glitter it is more disco ball then dinosaur.

The bats are dyed bright pink ( with animal safe dye of course)

The Batmobile Rick rolls people when it's turned on.

Their weapons all make cartoon sound effects when landing a hit.

Their Batsuits unleash yellow and black confetti whenever they do a dramatic Cape swish.

And Danny is recording every reaction for Jazz, Dani, and the others to see when he gets home. Because despite how fun messing with the bats is, he has to go home at some point.

The portal he came through is still perfectly fine, nothing will probably happen to it...

Right?

#dpxdc #dcxdp #dp x dc #dc x dp #danny phantom #batman #his pranks only get better when the batkids add fuel to the fire #they have no idea it's him in the beginning #they think it's just one of them trying to start a prank war

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steddiealltheway · 2 months

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Something that is canon in my mind that I forget to tell people:

The reason why Steve can’t get bitches in his Scoops Ahoy era is because there’s a rumor going around that he’s gay (probably because someone caught him hooking up with Eddie)

#how else can you explain it???#he is so so babygirl #all the girls would be literally at his feet begging for this man to date them #unless… they think he’s trying to make them his beard #also with the lipgloss and mascara…#it just adds fuel to the fire #and think. if Steve and Eddie were hooking up before scoops in a fwb gone wrong or secret relationship gone wrong type of situation…#aka Steve catches feelings and runs because of internalized homophobia and a fear of getting caught #there could be a season three rewrite of Steve catching feelings for Robin because she reminds him of Eddie #and after Robin comes out to him #Steve’s like “oh. maybe there are more people like me in Hawkins than I imagined. if she deserves a happy ending with a girl #why can’t I get a happy ending with a guy?#and steve slowly is able to come to terms with his sexuality #meanwhile eddie seeks out Dustin and the kids who steve has ranted and raved about #but he plays it off as him happening to find lost sheep #lots of thoughts… lots of thoughts…#all thoughts to explain why Steve isn’t able to get bitches #steve harrington #steddie #stranger things #scoops ahoy steve #stranger things headcanons

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buckyownsmylife · 2 years

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Fuel to the Fire - Chapter 14

The one where Andy isn’t the type of man you can deny, even if what he wants is for you to become his mistress.

Andy Barber is a feared mobster and your best friend’s husband. There were more than enough reasons never to look at him twice. But when he lets you know that he wants you, there’s little you can do to stop the terrible trainwreck you know it’s coming your way.

for general warnings and author’s notes, please go to the fic’s masterlist.

Andy’s P.O.V.

Andy knew something was wrong the second his private plane left the airport. For the first time in his life, his chest constricted during take off, and he genuinely thought he might die. It was only once the plane was already in the sky and the feeling didn’t disappear that he realized it had nothing to do with where he was.

It was who he was with.

“Where’s the champagne?” Erica snapped her manicured nails towards the stewardess while her mother laughed and Andy suddenly had a flashback to who his wife was when they met. So young and innocent, who would have thought she’d become… this?

He did. That’s why he’d picked her.

He could still remember that day so clearly. How he saw her dancing in the middle of the nightclub, obviously desperate to attract the gaze of any male who might be interested, at that point in the evening. And right next to her, you.

Now, you were everything Erica was not. Unaware and unassuming, you danced because you enjoyed doing so - that much was clear for the world to see. The way you moved your hips to the beat of the song, mouthing the words and giggling to yourself when you got one of them wrong. You didn’t care if someone wasn’t enjoying the show. In fact, Andy was willing to bet you’d prefer if no one was watching.

Unfortunately, that clearly wasn’t the case. And for as much as he wanted to stomp over and steal you away, the attraction he felt towards you was too much, too soon. He wasn’t used to feeling anything. Being suddenly swept away with the need to call you his terrified him.

So he forced himself to turn away. Tell his men to keep an eye on the both of you. And while they were at it, gather all the information they could find on the two friends who’d stumbled into his nightclub clearly looking for a good time.

Erica left with a random guy that night, but you went home alone. You always went home alone.

That particular piece of information Andy gathered in the following months, as he watched you both from afar. He watched and analyzed, silently adding onto the files his men had already compiled of the both of you. And in the four months it took him to make a decision as to what he’d do about the woman he was so clearly obsessed with, he realized you were everything he couldn’t like.

Sweet and caring. Passionate and devoted. There was no way you’d survive in the world he ruled, and if he was to ever claim you, he’d go down for it. And that was something Andy just couldn’t afford to do.

So he forced himself to turn away. At first, completely. He had someone keep an eye on you still, of course, but he told him only to report back in case of danger. He didn’t like to learn about your financial shortcomings, but he forced himself to let it go.

You weren’t his to take care of, simply put. It didn’t matter that he both wanted and had the money to help you. There was no way he’d be able to get so close to your fire and not burn himself.

But even despite telling himself he loved his life too much to risk losing everything for a woman, he couldn’t let it go. He tried to fuck other women, even considered dating someone new, but nothing worked.

Until he ran into Erica and she threw herself at him. Suddenly, the high he was looking for was right there: if he couldn’t fuck you, at least he could do that with her. The idea was to use her until his little problem was solved, but when the sexual appeal disappeared, having your best friend in his life proved to be beneficial.

He could still remember the first time she introduced the both of you to one another. How happy you were for your friend, while he could only focus on how your dress clinged to your body in ways that made him want to undress you.

That night, Erica and him had the best sex they ever had. Images of you helped him fuck his girlfriend and if she thought something was off, she didn’t mention. But after experiencing the effects just one evening with you provoked in his behavior, he knew he couldn’t just let you go.

Even if it was through Erica.

So he married her.

No one suspected it was a marriage of appearances - not even his wife. Well, maybe his men questioned it, but they didn’t have any reason (or the guts) to question it. And in the beginning, it was perfect.

Being connected to the best friend of the woman he craved was the utmost forbidden fantasy. The more you visited or spend any sort of time with Erica, the more he felt that flame burning in the pit of his stomach - the need to fuck his wife like the whore he wished she could be.

He pretended she was you, or that she knew he didn’t think of her when they fucked, and it worked. It worked for many years, to the point where Andy was sure he had gotten over his weird obsession - but that was all until he found out you’d been on dating apps, trying to find your happily-ever-after.

It started out innocent enough (or as innocent as anything Andy Barber touched or was interested in could be). He watched out for your dates, making sure none of them sticked around for long, and it could have been a fool proof plan, if you hadn’t decide to create an OnlyFans.

Of course, he knew you struggled. Heck, he’d been wracking his brain trying to come out with some sort of way to help you, but the second he saw one of your racier pictures, it was all over - for the both of you.

He knew that he needed to have you.

These weeks without you had been the worst of his life. Now that he knew what it was like to actually fuck you, nothing could replace that feeling of ecstasy in between your legs - especially not having sex with his wife.

He’d never masturbated that much in his entire life. Not even when he was just a teenager. But jacking off to the thought of you was not enough, and neither was forcing himself to touch his frigid wife, who was much more interested in taking selfies and drinking her weight in expensive wine, anyway.

He took the private plane back home, to you, and left her there the second the Christmas party was over, not even waiting for the unboxing of the gifts the next morning. He knew she’d be over the moon over her new purse and matching shoes.

She wouldn’t even notice he wasn’t there.

He had to touch himself four times just on the plane, cursing the pilot for not being able to fly any faster - the anticipation of fucking you again after so long getting the best of him. And then, once he did just that, you surprised him with a sweet, thoughtful gift? Something he actually had use for, and not just something you bought as some sort of manipulative move to make him feel bad or to get him to buy you more stuff?

You got him a gift because it reminded you of him. You’d thought of him while he was away, and you decided to buy him something. The more he thought about it, the less sense it made to him. You shouldn’t be buying him anything - that was his job. He was the one supposed to support you and give you everything you might need. And yes, you might have used his own money to buy him a gift, but he didn’t like the idea of you using his money on him.

This was way worse than a manipulative move. This was a true gift, and he was not used to receiving gifts - never been.

His lips tingled from the quick kiss you pressed on them after you explained what it was that you got them. You didn’t even stick around for a reaction, forcing him to fake a smile or say his mind.

No, you just got out of bed and directly into the shower, and for once in his life, Andy didn’t know what to do with himself. So he followed you under the water and let it wash away all of the uncertainties you were bringing into him.

#fuel to the fire #andy barber #andy barber angst #angst #andy barber x reader #andy barber series #andy barber reader #andy barber fanfiction #andy barber reader insert #andy barber reader inserts #andy barber fic #andy barber fics

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glitzbot · 10 months

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