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Real?
it was real even though we never got married like we had planned to. it would've been just as real if we did. it was real.
it was real when you called me a slut and it was real when you stopped calling at all. it was real when you held my hand and it was real when you dropped it.
it would've been real if death did us apart and it was just as real when you did.
it survived its own death and lit a candle at its funeral. its rotten smell is real and so is the lingering bittersweet absence.
what you and I had, wasn't limited to love. it didn't cease to exist when we turned away. it continued to exist in the indifference when I ran into you the other day, it exists in the sweet nostalgia of last summer and it exists as the squeeze in my chest when I realize that despite there being 7 billion people in the world, nobody says my name like you did.
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LOVE? LOVE. (Masterlist)
Andy barber x reader
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Love? Love. (part 7)
Andy Barber x Reader
warnings- smut, blowjob , daddy kink, fluff
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read previous part here:
The warm glow of the sun through the huge windows in Andy's bedroom cause y/n to stir awake.
Andy's bedroom.
She suddenly became more aware of the heavy weight resting on her waist, holding her closely from behind.
Andy's arm.
Careful not to wake him, she turned her body around to face him, seeing him sleep like a baby.
Andy's snores.
Any girl would foolishly fall in love with the sight y/n was enjoying. But a smart girl like her doesn't fall in love, no.
Girls like her walk into love, with their eyes wide open, holding the hand of the man they choose.
Is this what this is? Is this finally the treacherous path of the infamous L-word?
Is this love? She thinks to herself.
Andy pulls her closer, their naked chests now pressed up against each other under the silky (and probably expensive) sheets.
"You'll squish me to death, you big old man!"
"Oh sweetheart," Andy smiles, "i agree with the 'big' part but calling me old is just mean." He kisses her hair, "Didn't this 'old man' make you cum on his face last night."
y/n blushes at his crude words and playfully pushes herself away from him just enough to roll her eyes at him.
Andy enjoys the way her breath hitches and her cheeks turn pink.
"Tell me angel, who was it screaming last night? 'OH OH RIGHT THERE FUCK DON'T STOP-"
She hits his chest and hides her face back into his chest,
"you're so mean," she pouts.
Andy's expression turns soft as he lifts her face and strokes her hair, gently threading his fingers, wanting to savor the feeling blooming in a place in his heart, which he never knew existed.
Love? Is this Love?
He kisses the pout off of her face,
"You are a pretty girl, y/n, but you look like a miracle in the morning."
He closes his eyes and hugs her to his chest once again, "I could get used to this."
"I'm not sure about this Mr. Barber, you snore a lot," She teases him, which earns her a smack on her ass.
Andy holds the back of her neck and brings her mouth to his, kissing her. He alternates between small licks and bites on her lips.
The two of them spend the morning tangled with each other, taking each other's hands and walking down the path of the sweet and savory, the intricate yet simple 'L-word'.
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Hours later, y/n is sat on Andy's lap, facing him but not being able to look into his eyes. Not when he wasn't wearing a shirt!
Damn you, Andrew! Why do you have to be so hot and half naked!
He is all but amused at the sight before him, his girl, being all cute and flustered, "What's the matter, sweetheart? What's gotten your smart little mouth so quiet?"
"Uhh....um...it's hard to look at you...."
Andy's mouth opens in feign shock, "Are you calling me ugly?"
"NO!....No, you're.... you're absolutely delicious looking." She stammers. "But.....i can't look at you for too long."
"Why, angel?" He lifts her chin to force her eyes onto his.
"Because.... I .....I.. haven't felt this way before....."
"I promise, angel, I feel it too...",He takes her hand and kisses it ever so delicately before placing it on his chest, right where his heart is under, "right here."
This unspoken yet loud confession gives y/n some confidence and she rakes her nails down his firm chest.
Feeling Andy shudder under her actions, she moves with a newfound boldness as her lips reach for his neck and leave wet, open mouthed kisses.
"Y/n, baby," He pants, his chest rising and falling rapidly. "My resolve is hanging by a thread.....if only you knew how i plan to ruin my innocent little angel."
"Then do it." Y/n starts rocking her hips against his growing hard-on.
"I don't want to rush you." His hands stop y/n's hips as a serious expression crosses his face.
y/n bites his ear lobe as she whispers, "I'm starting to think that you're all words no play.....maybe i'd be better off with a 'limpy and lacking frat bo-AAH!
The feeling of Andy's fingers punishingly pinching her nipples makes her yelp.
"Say that again, I fucking dare you," Andy growls and takes her his shirt off of her and sucks a hardened nipple into his mouth.
"You....AH......You're all words Mr. Barber." She manages to croak out in-between moans.
Andy gives her nipple an unforgiving nip with his teeth as his hand harshly twists the other one.
He lets go of her with a loud and lewd pop.
"You want me to play with you, sweetheart?" He holds the back of her neck, "Alright then, we'll start by putting that dumb little mouth of your to work."
Before y/n's hazy mind can register Andy's words, he manhandles her into a kneeling position on the floor, her face being in level with his impossibly rock-hard cock.
He spreads his thighs and darkly chuckles at the dumbfounded expression on y/n's face, "Go on baby, take daddy's cock out."
All the boldness from earlier leaves y/n's body as she shifts on her knees on the hard floor and her eyes try to hide from Andy's intense gaze.
Noticing her discomfort, Andy picks up a cushion and throws it onto the floor beside y/n.
"Here, darlin', put it under your knees."
Ever the gentleman, Mr. Barber, ever the gentleman.
As y/n settles once again, Andy taps her face with his hands, "Come on baby, don't get all shy on me now."
Taking a deep breath, y/n pulls the band of his sweats down along with his underwear.
She gulps at the size of his cock. It's long and thick.
Andy groans as her soft hand wraps around him.
"Andy......" y/n shyly looks upto him.
"It's daddy right now." Andy speaks in an authoritative tone, "You'll call me daddy while we play. Understand?"
"Yes"
"Yes what?"
"Yes daddy."
The hold Andy has on y/n has her positively dripping with need.
"Daddy......um", her voice is sweet, a stark contrast to the dirty position she was in, "i have never done this before."
"Really sweetheart?" The fact that y/n is completely untouched gets Andy off in a taboo manner, not that he would ever admit.
"Mhm....can you teach me how to do it?" she blinks up at him innocently.
That fucking look.
The way she looked at him sweetly while stroking his cock slowly was definitely going to kill him.
His sweet angel, being a filthy slut, just for him.
Andy cups her face and leans down to kiss her lips, "I'll teach you how, but you promise to tell me to stop if you don't feel comfortable."
"I promise, daddy."
"Good girl," He hold her hair into a makeshift ponytail as he guides her mouth towards his aching cock.
She parts her lips and slowly sucks on the head on his cock.
Andy closes his eyes and throws his head back in pleasure,"You're doing so good, baby, so so good," He pushes her mouth to take more of his length,"You can take it, angel, just breath through it."
As y/n takes as much of his cock in her mouth as she can, her mouth drools and her eyeline is laced with tears.
Andy bucks his hips forward, causing her to choke and sputter around him.
He pulls out of her mouth, leaning down to place a kiss on her lips.
The tenderness of his actions are contrasting, choking her on his dick for a moment and kissing her tears away the next.
Y/n looks up at him with hooded and lustful eyes, "I want it again, daddy."
Andy almost comes alone at her words.
Fuck Andrew! Stopstopstopstop! don't cum yet like a teenager having his first blowjob
He once again pushes himself into her mouth.
This time, y/n hollows her cheeks and sets a steady pace of licking, sucking and occasionally moaning around his dick.
The blubbering and squelching sounds of y/n pleasuring her man echo around the room.
Andy holds her head once again, taking control of her movements.
"Take it sweetheart..." he shoves his cock deeper into her throat making her gag, "breath through your nose.....there you go... good girl."
"You like it when daddy fucks your disrespectful little mouth, don't you."
y/n can only moan around him in response which makes Andy increase the pace.
"Gonna cum in your mouth, angel. You're gonna be a good girl and swallow for me. Understand?"
A few more pumps later, Andy cums into her mouth.
Perfection.
He marvels at the sight of his filthy angel, with cum dribbling out of her mouth while she tries to swallow as much as she can.
Her tits on display as she kneels before him and takes it all like a good girl.
His good girl.
Andy pulls her up on the couch and holds her panting body close, whispering sweet praises into her ears and kissing her tenderly.
y/n's lips curve into a mischievous smile, "So....daddy huh?"
He shakes his head as he chuckles, "Yes angel, dirty little girls like you need a daddy."
"Well, fitting title for your age-"
OH THIS BRATTY SHE-DEVIL
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Author's note-sorry for not updating, my grandfather died and i'm fine but it was hectic for a while.
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Hellooo, are you going to be posting the next Love? Love. part soon?
sorry for not updating. I have my last exam on 2 April and I'll figure the next part as soon as I'm done with the paper💗
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Love? Love. (part 6)
Andy Barber x reader
warnings- eating of the coochie meow
PHEW, I HATE HATE HATE HATE THIS TRASH APP WON'T LET ME UPLOAD FICS NORMALLY AND PLEASE FORGIVE MY GOD AWFUL SPELLING MISTAKES I WROTE THIS AT LIKE 3 AM AND DIDN'T EDIT IT
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Love? Love. (part 5)
(Andy barber x reader)
*dude tumblr won't even let me post this because it's apparently 'unable to process'*
anyways THIS CHAPTER HAS OFFICIALLY BEGUN THE DADDY ANDY ERA
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Love?Love. (part 4)
Andy Barber x Reader
warnings-kind of a slow, filler chapter, nothing much happens but its important to thee plot ig WHATEVER.
Paralyzed.
Y/n was paralyzed in her place.
"Hello? Please move out of the way," Laurie pushes her way through her, "who even are you?" She grimaces.
Unable to answer the woman with the mountain-sized lump in her throat and the squeezing of her heart, y/n runs out of the house.
Girl grief is ugly. There is no smoking-out-the-balcony-in-just-her-panties or the sexy-dancing-in-her-bedroom-while-planning-revenge. No, the movies had gotten it all wrong.
Girl grief consists of puffy eyes, a bloated face, runny nose, ugly thoughts and very unkind assumptions about one's own self.
you're so stupid, so so so so so stupid!
look at yourself, she cries in front of her bathroom mirror, you're so ugly.
she pinches the extra mass on her stomach, how did you even assume you meant something to him?
She excuses herself from dinner, "im not hungry,mom!" while clutching her chest and sobbing into the pillow.
he had a wife the entire time. Of course he did! He would never ever go for me! Laurie is so skinny, she's porcelain, so perfect. I don't compare! I can't compare to her! she's her and I'm ME.
she lies in her bed awake the entire night, playing those moments with Andy over and over again, trying to find solace in the warm memories.
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Back at The Barber's residence
"Laurie?" Andy's eyes widen in surprise and concern for y/n, "What are you doing here? Where's y/n?"
"y/n huh? Is that the name of the girl you were plannin on fucking tonight?" Laurie's voice is filled with malice and contempt.
Andy's fists clench at the way his ex describes y/n, "One,that's none of your business and two, she's not just some girl who I wanted to fuck."
"Jesus, Andrew," Laurie gives him a vicious smile, "You're going to fight with your wife over some dumb piece of ass?"
This fucking did it for Andy, As he lurches forward and grabs her wrist "I dare you, fucking say that again."
Laurie snatches her hand from his tight grasp, "Whatever," she rubs her wrist, "i don't give a fuck about her, I'm here to see my son."
"He's in his fucking room," Andy gives her a sarcastic smile, "and by all means, do not make yourself comfortable in my home." With that he leaves the house, and calls y/n.
His relationship with Laurie was um……….. as diplomatic as it could be, for the sake of their son. He could barely tolerate her presence, especially after she constantly treated him like her own personal trash can, putting him through the worst, over and over again throughout the rough course of their marriage.
And still she just wouldn't go away!
fuck y/n pick up,angel
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18 missed calls and 23 (unopened)text messages later, Andy decides he can't risk losing her.
He finds a girl who despite all the horrors of life, shines like a ray of motherfucking sunshine,the only woman Andrew Barber would embarrass himself for. No way he was going to lose her, not without a fight.
So there he is. At her doorstep as he rings the doorbell.
"Yes?" A woman, Y/n's mother, he guesses, opens the door, "Mr. Barber! Welcome, welcome," she extends a warm invitation.
So this is who y/n gets her sweet soul from
"Another time, Mrs. y/l/n," Andy returns a small smile, "is y/n here?"
"Yes, yes, she's up in her room, did you need anything?"
"Yeah….uh….." Think, Andy, think, "yeah I needed her help with uhhh…. she told me that I could borrow this book from her….. it's about uhh….historic politics."
historic politics? that's the best i could come up with? HOW AM I EVEN A LAWYER
Her mother disappears upstairs for a moment, and then returns with a tight lipped and disappointed smile, "I'm sorry but she's feeling a little sick right now, maybe you could come back tomorrow?"
With droopy shoulders,Andy gets into his car, because going to his house was not an option,not until Laurie was out of there.
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The next morning, Y/n goes to unbelievable lengths to avoid running into Andy. Although she does receive a bouquet of sunflowers, sent anonymously, with a small handwritten letter attached to it:
"Angel, please give me a chance to explain, I promise it's not what it looks like."
that's literally the classic phrase of a cheating man, I'm not falling for it
"Come on,y/n, we both know you deserve better than being someone's mistress,"her best friend had said, "flowers will never change the fact that he has a wife."
y/n even goes as far as to tutor Jacob at her house.
Jacob is a little confused as to why y/n brought him here. " So, what happened with you and dad-"
"Nuh-uh,the only questions i will entertain are about nomenclature."
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As the night falls, y/n can't help but get a little curious about Andy.
is he doing okay? who am i kidding,he's probably unaffected.
how could he be so okay?
tears well in her eyes once again.
how could he be so okay while i can't even digest half of a toast without throwing it up!
As curiosity gets the best of her, y/n slowly peeks through the curtains in her room,getting the full view of Andy's bedroom through his unshielded window.
Damn! doesn't this man have a sense of privacy?well,shit, what else could you expect from a two timer, rich,white man.
Suddenly, Andy appears into her view, he's wearing nothing but a towel, lowly hanging from his pelvis.
His hair looked wet, framing his forehead gracefully.
His arms flexed as he took another towel and started drying his hair off.
Fuck you, Andy, you're making it really really hard for my self respect!
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Over the course of the next five days, y/n continues with her little routine of trying everything in her power to avoid Andy while more and more bouquets pile up in her room with different notes attached every day:
"take your time angel, you know I'll be waiting for you."
"i loved the way your lips felt on mine."
"angel, You're driving me crazy."
and so on.
"Why does she have to be so stubborn?"Andy grimaces as he settles down on the sofa with a beer in his hands.
"Look at you! Andrew Barber, finally at the mercy of romance." Sam, his best friend quips from beside Andy.
A few beers in, Sam's mind sparks with an idea,"I'll throw a party at my house this weekend!"
Andy rolls his eyes, "My love life is literally in the burning pits of hell and you want a party?"
"No, dumbass, I'll invite Y/n too!"
Andy sits up straight,an eager smile on his face, "YES! A party it fucking is then!"
See you soon, angel
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Love? Love. (part 3)
Andy barber x reader
author's note:im so tired only death can fix me
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Andy woke up early the next morning.
6:00 a.m.
She smells so good
6:04 a.m.
God the way she looks away when she's all shy and cute
6:10 a.m.
you wore those shorts on purpose yesterday, didnt you?
6:45 a.m.
His hand is stroking his morning wood over the sheet.
it's wrong its wrong it's so so wrong
but it's her.
her. her on her knees.
"look at daddy, sweetheart,look at me while i ruin you," she looks up at me, mascara running down her bambi eyes as she drools around my cock.
"feel good,baby? you like being daddy's little cumslut? like it when he uses your mouth? I bet your little pussy is dripping just by sucking on daddy's big cock"
she. fucking. moans. around. it. FUCK!
Andy's hands speed up, vigorously rubbing his fat, hard cock, beads of precum spilling from the pink head of his cock.
i pull myself from her mouth, "youre such a filthy little girl," I take ahold of my cock and slap the sticky head on her cheeks "no,no baby, tch tch,"
"open your eyes, look at daddy"
FUCK! the image of you looking up at him with those teary eyes while he slaps your cockdrunk face with his meaty head is too much for him. With a few more strokes,he cums all over his hands, stomach and sheets, a blissed out smile on his face as he turns to the bedside clock- 7:25 a.m.
less than 12 hours till he gets to fuck see you.
AND LESS THAN AN HOUR TO HIS COURT HEARING!
He rushes to get ready and leaves the house, thankfully reaching just in time.
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y/n wakes up and immediately wishes she hadn't.
as if it wasn't bad enough to try to kiss the man who lived literally opposite to you, but she also had to go to his house 5 days a week.
"you're a big girl, y/n" her friend's voice comes through the phone, "so what? you misread the situation and tried to kiss him, no big deal."
"NO BIG DEAL?" y/n screeches into her pillow, "the first time I come onto a man and HE LIVES LITERALLY NEXT DOOR WHAT WAS I THINKING"
The rest of her day, she is plagued by the thoughts of Andy.
9 a.m. Physics class
wait, what if he was trying to kiss me back
11 a.m. Math class
No,he wouldn't.
1 p.m. Lunch
but would he?
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6 p.m.
All day Andy has been in an unfamiliarly pleasant mood, he even brought flowers as he left his office unusually early.
lillies? no, I think she's more of a tulips girl. But what about sunflowers. And now that I'm already at trader joe's how about condo-
CALM DOWN! fuck fuck fuck! you'll only creep her out.
7:30 p.m.
Andy is fuming.
his gritting teeth, his fingers tapping impatiently on the steering, the low murmurs from his lips, all can be heard despite the clatter of the traffic.
Y/n ,on one hand is relieved
well, one less awkward rejection
on the other hand, her mind is working over time.
what if he is intentionally ignoring me?
what if he thinks I'm a loser-college-freak who kisses and becomes obsessed with any guy who is nice to her.
what if, her breath hitches, what if he has a girlfriend
Jacob notices the sudden stiffness in Y/n's body, "Are you okay y/n?", He asks with his eyebrows pinched with concern.
"Oh! yes, yes I'm alright, all fine".Y/n smiles.
After a few more minutes of studying, Jake suddenly speaks up, "You know, dad was really happy when you came over yesterday,"
y/n's heartbeat quickens,"What do you mean, jake?"
"Well, I don't know,but I've never seen him smile like that."
"Like what?"
"Like...." he pauses for a moment, "Like you know how sometimes as a little kid, you get lost in the grocery store. You can't find your mom and you get scared. But then you see her and she was over there the whole time, picking out your favorite chocolates, and you run upto her,your smile is the biggest ever"
y/n giggles at Jacob's absurd metaphor but then again, he was quite mature for his age.
"so am I the cashier of the grocery store in your little metaphoric world?"
"no ,y/n, I guess what I'm trying to say is that you were the smile on my dad's face"
"Jacob....."
The sound of Andy's car pulling into the driveway catches their attention.
Andy enters the house, 3 bouquets in his hand.
"Dad," Jacob smiles knowingly "who are those for?"
Andy's eyes try to find y/n's but she is looking at the floor, her breath obviously a little heavy, her cheeks flushed.
Andy ushers Jacob out of the room,"Come on, young man,take a break from all that studying."
y/n still isn't looking at him.
Andy settles down on his haunches before y/n and holds her chin between his thumb and he forces her to look him in the eyes.
"hi, angel"
"hey, Andy" The way she slightly shifts in her place on the sofa doesn't go unnoticed by Andy.
He picks up the flowers, "didn't know which ones you liked,so i tried my best three guesses."
The contrast of his dominant presence and the tenderness of his actions makes y/n melt into a puddle as she sheepishly plays with the collar of Andy's crisp white shirt.
"The sunflowers, Andy. I love them."
Andy picks the yellow bouquet and places it on her lap.
"I was correct,sweets," he rasps out, their lips mere inches away.
"well,technically, you were only 33% correct", she laughs.
"Well, I have got to shut your smart little mouth up"
With that Andy pulls her into a fierce kiss.
He rises onto his feet, pulling her with him.
The kiss is a perfect mix of y/n and Andy, teeth and tongue and smiles and small licks.
Their bodies were as close as they could be and it still wasn't close enough.
y/n pulls away first, out of breath and dizzy from being drunk on Andy's lips, only for Andy to chase her lips again.
"If it wasn't for the flowers, I would think you were trying to kill me, hogging practically all of my oxygen", she pants but smiles nevertheless.
"well if it wasn't for tutoring, I would think you came here just for me. did you sweetheart? did you wear this cute little dress just for me? "Andy tuts her again as she tries to hide her face into his chest, "look at me while I'm talking to you, baby."
y/n looks up at him and fuck is it a sight to behold.
Pupils blows out, her lips pouty and her lipstick slightly smudged, her flustered gaze as a small smirk forms on her lips, "are you accusing me of trying to seduce you Mr. Barber?"
"yes"
"well, maybe you're right, I wore this dress just fir you," she pauses as she feels his hands pawing at her tits.
"go on," Andy says with a smug smile.
nuh uh Mr. Barber, I will not go down with out a fight,
"In fact, i did everything for you today. I put on makeup, wore my pretty heels, painted my nails, didn't wear any panties....."
The look on Andy's face is pained and he looks almost on the brink of losing control, "really?
y/n gingerly pulls one of his hands from her chest and slowly traces it up her thigh, "see Andy? why don't you check it yourself."
Andy slowly inches his hands towards her pussy when the sudden sound of the doorbell makes them jump from their places.
Andy pecks and bites y/n's lips, "Give me a sec."
"No,you cant answer the door like that"
"like what?"
y/n shyly eyes the bulge in his pants,"like that."
"shit! sweetheart, could you do it?"
y/n opens the door to a woman.
she looks around her early thirties, aroundAndy's age, she's thin and her brown hair are tied into a ponytail.
The woman gives y/n a pointed look.
"Hi, I'm Laurie, Andy's wife."
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Love? Love. (part 2)
Andy Barber x Reader
warnings-age gap,slow burn,smut
i hope yall enjoy this, i wrote it from the pit of despair.
p.s.- i promise you dom daddy andy is cumming soon ;)
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The night following the fateful events of Andy sweating like a damn teenager after meeting y/n had resulted in restless sleep sprinkled with incessant thoughts of her. Did she have a boyfriend? hmm that would be bad But the thought of her being available is somehow worse damn it Andrew! You are not a silly little boy anymore, you are a grown ass man and you can talk to a girl without giggling and kicking your feet in the air! As the morning rolled in, it seemed like Andy's prayers were answered as a smiling Y/n was once again at his doorstep. she looked different in the morning, somehow more majestic.Still in her sleep shorts and her hair in a messy bun. lips looked plumper somehow, hints of slumber still in her eyes. "Good morning Andy", she grumbles. " Good morning, angel," Andy tries to test the waters, "missed me so soon?" fuck! I sound like a creep! maybe I should jus- His thoughts are interrupted with a soft giggle, "Yes, Mr. Barber, you couldn't possibly fathom how hard it was for me to spend all that time away from you", she rolls her eyes, but smiles nonetheless. there's some truth to it, she couldn't exactly shrug of the feeling of….. um…. Andy from her heart and her mind and especially her pussy. the low vibrato of his voice was enough to cause her to flood with heat and arousal, "yes Andy! right there", His tongue lapping at my cilt I bet he's a fucking munch when it comes to eating out I bet he's a biter I bet he'd slap my face with it I bet he was one for holding me down and pounding me into the mattress I bet he'd cum in m- GIRL- IT'S 9 IN THE MORNING
She does that thing again, where she tries to divert her eyes from the man in front of her, "um, I think the mailman might have accidentally delivered our stuff to you." The sudden shyness in her demeanor doesn't go unnoticed by Andy's watchful eyes. "I just had Jacob bring in the mail, why don't you come in and make yourself comfortable while you sort through the stuff?", he ushers her inside. Jacob's eyes light up as he sees her, "Y/n! I was just thinking about you! my chemistry grades are sooooo tanked and i need your help", he looks at Andy, "Dad, would it be alright if y/n tutored me?" "Sure, Jake, I mean if she finds time in her schedule", they look at y/n for an answer. " Sure thing, I'm free by 6 p.m. on weekdays after classes, I think I could fit you in around…seven?" "Done", Jacob smiles at her as he grabs his school bag and slings it over his shoulder, " I'll see you tomorrow then? at seven?". "Yeah, at seven". " Bye dad, love you." "Love you too." With that Andy and Y/n fall into a comfortable silence as she sorts through the mail and separates the ones meant for her house. "Can i ask you something?" Andy breaks the silence. "You just did", y/n smirks at him. " Okay, smartass," Andy can't help but smile at her 12-year-old-boy-esquè-humor. "Can i ask you two things then, " Andy leans forward from opposite to her on the dining table, enjoying the back and forth between them. "Go ahead, jeez it's like a question paper come to life",y/n bites her lower lip in anticipation. Andy tries a more casual, less creepy approach, "How do you find the time to tutor after coming home from college? I mean you wouldn't have time for other things like for example, uhh a boyfriend." Y/n's cheeks turn red and she again diverts her attention from Andy, "I don't have one, Mr. Barber"
The admission makes Andy's stomach flutter with a sense of relief and something else…..a wave of pure and primal desire. She looks up at Andy with a flustered smile and lustful, hooded eyes, looking like the perfect mix of a nymph and a virgin, "is that what you wanted to know Andy? because let me tell you, you weren't being very subtle." she teases. "What if I did, sweets? What if I wanted to know if there was a limpy ,lacking frat boy who was doing nothing but disappointing you every time he touched you?" Andy's eyes go darker, the blue ring of his eyes being engulfed by his blown out pupils. "Well then Mr. Barber, let me tell you that i don't have any frat boys disappointing me at night," she leans in closer, so much that Andy can feel her warm breath on his lips, "what are you gonna do about it?" Almost.
This six letter word was the bane of Andy Barber's existence. She was so close, I could smell the faint smell of vanilla on her skin. She was so close, I could see the tiny freckles by her nose. She was so close, so, so close. Our lips almost touched Almost. Suddenly, the door opens and then shuts close and the sounds of progressing footsteps breaks them apart. "Hey, I just forgot my phone here." Jacob doesn't question the awkwardness in the room as he grabs his phone and leaves once again. In a frenzy, Y/n collects her mail and leaves for the door too, "I'm sorry if I overstepped Andy, I swear it won't happen again." Her voice small and choked, but I fucking hope it does happen again and again and again and again Amused by her nervousness, Andy tries to speak, but before he can get her attention, she has already left. Well she'd be here again at seven tomorrow, right?
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Love? Love. (part one)
(Andy Barber x reader)
summary- recently split from his wife, Andrew Stephen Barber, aka, Mr hotshot ADA daddy dilf, lives with his 14 year old son Jacob. All he has known since the tender age of 17 is Laurie, and their baby boy. Will his life change when a bright eyed and bushy tailed y/n moves in the house right opposite to his? More importantly, will it change for the better or the worse?
*contains adult themes, smut and age gap (reader is a senior in college, Andy is in his early thirties)*
Andy's sleep is rudely cut short by the whirring engine of packers and movers mixed with the commotion of workers walking back and forth, setting up the furniture.
His face grimaces as soon as he opens his eyes,
at seven fucking am on a sunday! fuck off!
Apparently-as he later finds out-a new family had just moved in the house opposite to his. From what he had heard from his best friend(and neighbor), Sam, the family had a son of around Jacob's age which was about perfect since Jacob was a shy kid and wasn't exactly Mr. popular with kids his age. maybe he would find a friend in the new kid
By the next weekend, Jacob and the kid, Tyler, were already friends and today Jacob had invited his friend to play video games together.
"Daaaaddd", Jacob whines, "Please don't embarrass me!"
Andy gasps dramatically ,"Are you ashamed of your old man!", he even goes as far as to clutch his chest, right where his heart is, "i knew this day would come, i just thought it would be fifty years from now when i am bound to a hospital bed and shit my pants every time i try to say a word with more than three syllables"
As Jacob rolls his eyes, laughing, the doorbell rings, "whatever old man, just behave or i won't buy you diapers when you're all old and 'bound to a bed'".
Tyler shyly greets Andy and the boys disappear into their boy cave. Andy decides to settle down for a movie from the comfort of his couch. He can already imagine what Sam would say if he found out about Andy's weekend plans
are you seriously wasting all that good-good on a couch? Let's go out man , find you a pretty girl, you need to get out of this 'grandma' routine
Sam wouldn't get it ,he was married, happily so, and had a baby girl with the woman of his dreams. "Between the two of those pretty girls, i don't stand a chance"- he'd say
It wasn't that easy for Andy to navigate the modern dating world, there were too many 'what ifs' and not enough 'why nots' for him to fall in love again
what if he's a one night?
what if he catches feelings and she doesn't? what if he finds someone perfect only to find out he's incapable of feeling love again?
oh shit, worse yet- what if he was a reboun-
His thoughts are interrupted by the ringing doorbell, jesus can't a man watch the godfather for the millionth time in peace?
"Hi, Mr. Barber"
Andy's breath hitches, "Hi there"
"I would shake your hand but mine are full", she giggles.
Andy's heart does a backflip at her laugh as he shakily reaches out to take the four tupperware boxes from her.
"I'm y/n", she gives him a sweet smile, "I'm Tyler's sister and we just wanted to thank you for inviting him over, god knows we needed the break! Teenagers, amirite", she looks up at him with those big doe eyes.
Snapping out of the trance, Andy invites her in, "Come in............uh",
"Y/n"
Andy's chest is filled with a warm, fuzzy feeling
Names are so intimate, Y/n, while he asks her to come in, Y/n, he asks her to sit, Y/n, as he brews her a cup of coffee.
Andy, as her eyes sparkle when she realizes the movie he has on, Andy, as she tells him she cooked all the treats she brought him tonight
"So", Andy strikes up the conversation as they settle on the couch, "i've heard that you tutor children?"
"Oh, yes, It's just to earn a little before i graduate, besides, my god complex is fulfilled while teaching people", she jokes.
Andy doesn't remember the last time he was so interested in a conversation that wasn't about work or crime, or both, really.
An hour later, they are way past formalities, talking about everything and nothing, as if they were old friends.
Her mouth agape, she looks at him in utter disbelief, "He got away with it?" ,Andy can't believe she's so engrossed in his work stories, Laurie had always told him to keep his work where it belonged-in his office.
"Tyler and i should leave now, it's getting late, mom will be mad if we're late for dinner"
Andy's heart sinks why did she have to leave
"Alright sweetheart", he says lowly, "it was a pleasure to have your company".
Y/n smiles bashfully 'sweetheart'
did he mean it? no way! he must have a thousand women worshipping at his feet, he's the fucking ADA, he's single, he's hot and don't even get me started on that smile-
Focus Y/n!!
Andy notices the hitch in her breath, the sudden tint on her cheeks and the way her shy eyes try to look anywhere but at him
a straight up filthy image crosses his mind-
you, laying naked on his bed, all spread out for him, whining as he sucked between your petals
you, closing your eyes bashfully as the head of his thick cock lines up with your wet, tight hole
he would have no qualms with slapping your face lightly, "look at daddy while he's fucking you open"
"look at me baby, look at who's making you feel so good"
he'd kiss your pouting lips, "my dumb little baby can't think with daddy's cock inside her, ca-
okay Andy, She's a smart and beautiful twenty-one year old girl, she must have boys falling at her feet, the last thing she'd want is you.
As she and Tyler leave, Andy can't help the stupid smile on his face
"dad?, you good there?"
Andy snaps out of the trance, "yeah kid"
"phew! With that shit eating grin, you almost had me convinced that you had shat you pants"
OH THIS LITTLE ASSHO-
author's note: heyyyyyyy girlies, i purposefuly made the first chapter short and vague so i can take the story forward as you'd like me to! Please do leave suggestions!!! nothing is off limits to me
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I am a student of science. that is one way I make sense of the world. atoms- everywhere, everything. and the thing about atoms is that all of them are surrounded by orbits of electrons. which means that nothing(you) really touches anything(me). but i touched you, through the electronic repulsion between our atoms, despite hundreds of years of studies and experiments and proofs and over the angry ghosts of dead physicists. when we laced fingers, I felt the orbits of our electrons entangle and i felt you, over the laws of the complex quantum levels and over the truth of reality and i could go on and on about the science of how walking should be called floating and sitting should be hovering but my mother, a simple homely woman,tells me that the space in between where we almost touched is a one syllable,four letter word(i still can't say it)
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ok so when were yall gonna tell me that pacing around the room while listening to a song and aggressively acting out scenarios with fictional people is a mental illness??????
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it depends on the severity i think. Like if it interferes with your real life TOO much , then yeah 
ok so when were yall gonna tell me that pacing around the room while listening to a song and aggressively acting out scenarios with fictional people is a mental illness??????
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ok but im naming it croki :D
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ok so when were yall gonna tell me that pacing around the room while listening to a song and aggressively acting out scenarios with fictional people is a mental illness??????
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miss swift didnt write “ falling feels like flying til the bone crush” for yall to sleep on the miraculously crafted piece of art called Gold Rush
@taylorswift
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what is  tfatws caatws if not marvel queer baiting ?
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