“Dess? Baby are you awake?” Andy asked as he entered the darkened room and moved to turn on one of the bedside lamps. Once the room was illuminated Andy saw that Dess was in fact here, something that he had been worried sick about since the show ended, and that she was laying on the couch instead of in their bed.

“Baby? Dess…” He asked softly, coming over to sit on the side of the couch, Andy placed a hand on her back, relief building in his chest as she didn’t shrug off his touch.

“Please talk to me. I’ve been worried sick about you…”He said, his head coming to rest against her side as he felt her breathing softly underneath him.

“Dammit Dess! Fucking talk to me!” He could feel the frustration building in his chest and Andy took a deep breath to try and calm himself.

“Fine. Fucking be that way. I was worried that something had fucking happened to you and I come back here to fucking find you laying on this fucking couch ignoring me. Fuck that.” He was angry now, he always swore a lot when he was angry and Andy knew he needed to calm down before he said something really harsh.

“Yeah…you were so worried about me when you had your hands all over those girls. Or when you ignored me the entire plane ride here. Or when you were on stage, singing hurtful songs and looking back at me to try and make a point. Fuck. You. Biersack.” She was up now, her eyes wild as she stared at him, her brow furrowed and her fists balled.

“What has gotten in to you? You were fine before we left LA and now you’re just being impossible!” He raised his voice as he stood and moved to change out of his stage clothes.

“How about the fact that you got all butt hurt when I was reading over your shoulder?! You used to show me everything, but here lately I feel like I’m just the fucking chick who is supposed to fawn all over you from the side of the stage!” She moved to stand, her chest puffing out as she raised a hand in the air.

“You know that’s not true Dess…don’t be so unreasonable.” He muttered, before heading to the bathroom to brush his teeth.

“I’m not the one who walked around back stage today like I was some kind of God to be worshipped Andrew!” She yelled at him through the door as she flopped down on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. She needed to calm down, but her heaving chest and rapid pulse was just fueling her anger.

“You really think I act like that?” He asked, his voice muffled slightly by the door. He opened it a crack and Odessa could see that he was in the process of taking all of his makeup off. She couldn’t help but laugh at his green goo covered face.

“Yes…God I can’t stay mad at you when you look so adorable.” She laughed at him then and he smirked down at her as he opened the bathroom door fully and walked back out into the room.

“I don’t mean to be so shut off. This is new to me too Dess. Usually it’s just me and the guys on the road and I tried to focus on the last tour on writing stuff because if I didn’t have that I was going to go crazy from missing you.” He held his arms out to her and she shuffled over to him and felt him embrace her tightly.

“I guess I overreacted. I’m just so worried about Moira and I felt kind of alone. I’m sorry.” She said finally as she felt him rubbing her back softly.

“I’m sorry for being such an ass. I don’t mean to be. You still love me?” He asked, looking down at her and Dess could see the softness return to his eyes.

“Of course, but only if you go wash that gunk off of your face.” She giggled as he smirked down at her and returned to the bathroom.


While Andy was finishing up Odessa moved over to one of her bags that had been brought up earlier in the day and grabbed an oversized t-shirt, pulling it over her head she moved to remove her tight jeans. Finally comfortable she laid down on the bed and searched around for the remote.

Soon Odessa was able to realize that British television was very different from American television. Yawning softly she smiled as Andy came out of the bathroom, his pants hanging low on his hips as he smirked down at her. Odessa patted the bed next to her lightly and laughed as Andy swung his hips as he sauntered over towards her.


“Get in the bed Biersack…” She giggled up at him as he looped his thumbs through the belt loops on his pants and slowly lowered them to the ground.

“Yes ma’am.” He said, now only clad in a tight pair of briefs he lifted up the sheet, his eyes scanning over her bare legs.

“I think we’re both a little tired for that tonight. Don’t you think?” She asked as he looked down at her, his eyebrow cocked as he furrowed his brow.

“Don’t you want me?” He pouted before coming to rest beside her on the bed.

“Of course, but not as much as you want me apparently.” She laughed, her hand coming to rest on his obvious excitement.

“I’ll always want you Dess…” He sighed as she rubbed him slightly, her head coming to rest on his chest as she lifted her chin so that her lips could make contact with his skin.


Slowly she kissed the soft flesh of his neck as she continued to rub her hands up and down his still underwear clad body. Silently he looked down at her, his eyes only half open as she finally freed him and took him into her hand gently. His lips made contact with hers, their tongues coming to meet as he moved to place a hand on the back of her head gently. She continued her movements and she giggled in to his mouth as she felt Andy buck his hips up to meet her movements.Her pace quickened as he became urgent in his movements and soon she heard him openly groaning from beside her.


“Oh God Dess…fuck.” He grunted then, feeling his release as she continued to kiss his neck, pulling at his skin with her teeth gently.

“Well now that you’re completely relaxed…” She giggled as she removed her hand from him and moved to get out of the bed. Walking to the bathroom Odessa shut the door softly behind her and Andy was left alone and naked.


Andy heard the water running in the sink and he smiled to himself. He was pretty sure he was the luckiest son of a bitch alive at this point and he knew no one would argue with him. Dess was everything he wanted in a girl and more. She was smart, sometimes she seemed even smarter than him, she was funny, charming, sexy and she loved Batman.

Not only that but with the argument that they had just had he knew she would forever call him on his bullshit. Andy knew he had an ego, he dealt with it on the daily and yet it never seemed to bother Dess. Suddenly she was next to him, her head coming to rest right above his heart and Andy felt her sigh softly, her breath tickling his neck.


“Good night Andy…I love you.” She whispered into his skin as he reached up to shut the bed lamp off.

“I love you too babe.” He leaned down, his lips connecting with the top of her head as she cuddled into his side more.


Andy laid there, reflecting on all of the things that had happened over the past day. He was so used to being alone on tour and he knew this was going to be an adjustment for both of them. He pulled her closer, his nose pressing against the top of her head and he inhaled her scent and smiled. She always smelled like vanilla to him and it was comforting knowing that that was going to always be a consistent thing. Smiling softly in the dark Andy felt his eyes grow heavy he felt like his heart was at peace.

Notes

You didn't actually think I would break them up did you? Andessa is going to go through a lot of ups and downs this upcoming story so buckle up kids.

On a lighter note-I now have 176 pages of this story written and dun dun dun...I am planning on making this in to a trilogy or possibly adding a forth story. So with that lets move on and enjoy things.

Please review because I love you all. <3

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