Sorrow

I awoke shifting myself up seeing Andy still asleep.

"Andy?" I whisper sitting up, rubbing his arm.

His eyes shot open seeing those beautiful blue piercing blue eyes.

"Uh, I am so sorry, I fell asleep on you." I mumble nervously biting my lower lip.

"Its alright, I should get going." Wait what?

I turn my head to my green Monster clock seeing its 2am. "What no, its too late."

Doesn't he want to stay? Did I snore or something?

"You should get to bed Minx; you have work in the morning." Is he trying to wiggle out of this?


"You can stay here, just thought of you walking alone in the dark is creeping me out and you are also sleepy, you can crash on the sofa." I offered as he stood up stretching his tall lean body.


"Trust me; I have been out later than this." Giving me a small smirk. Basically he is telling me does not want to stay.

I stood up shaking my head. "I know your a grown ass man, you can take care of yourself. But I insist you stay at least till its morning."

"I really shouldn't Maxine." For the first time we met, he is approaching me by my full name, why?


"Why not?" He looked at me confused. " I am not going to try anything, I am not a freak. I am not going to rape you in your sleep." The words of my brother Luka came to mind. I shook it off and return my gaze at Andy.

"You are not gonna do anything?" Andy asks darkly making my heart skip a beat, I did not expect him to answer that stupid question I though he was just going to say 'yes or 'no' not that!

I did not answer, my eyes gape at him. Andy took a step towards me and another. My breath hitched. Three inches apart to be exact. I was so close I could rip of his shirt, or kiss him.

When his hand came up my face and his finger trailed down my cheek I could not help by close my eyes envisioning him touching in other places.

"Maxine," he says softly. "You are extremely beautiful and I don't want to ruin this friend-" he gave up on his words and exchanging it with a huge sigh. "Minx I told myself that I am not going there with you."

My heart wither. "Why not?"

"You are just so... Ever since you gave me that tattoo I can not stop thinking about you, whenever I do I feel like a twat." "Why would you feel like that? What do you think about?"

His sensual lips twisted into a full smirk. "You really want mt to answer that. Oh. "To be honest, I thought about you as well. " I admitted but the words barley slipped out of my dry mouth.


"I am going to regret this but you know what. You only live once." He muter's Mitch Lucker's words to me. Than he did it, he finally did what I was dreaming about this past few weeks, the moment I touched him at the tattoo parlor. Andy slid his hand in my hair as his lips to mine taking me with all he got.

He let's go out of breath, me wanting more.

His breath on my lips, the warmth of his body pressing against mine. But what sends me over the wall was his erection pressing against my skinny jeans that left me into ashes on the floor. His hand clenched again in my set of hair and the land line of his jaw rubbed over my head as he kisses my temple.

Oh I have been kissed before but never like this, its one of those moments, first is soft and sensual, and than the next is like he is aching to be in my mouth feeling the lust on the tip of his tongue. The liquid aches between my thighs making me groan even harder as pulled his lips back to mine. His arms swept around my waist strong and solid.

"I got you baby." He whispers cupping his on of my butt cheeks squeezing it tight and hard making me moan in his mouth.

"Where do you want me Maxine?" He asks kissing the nip of my nose. I had the energy to nod to my bedroom. he carried me to my room noticing it was dark the only light escaping was the living room that flashed just right around my bed. Thank heavens I cleaned yesterday. And than whoever I changed after we came to this in skinny jeans and a normal tank top.

It hit me. The way Andy is or maybe was. Was Andy Biersack 'the love making kind' or the 'fucking hard kind'?

It was evident the way he threw me on my bed. Yes, the fucking hard kind. I could not keep my breathing steady. I swept my tank top to be only in my blue lace bra.

"So?" I ask eyeing my own body.

"Sweet merciful god." He grumbles licking his lips, removing his batman ripped shirt throwing it on the ground. Andy dropped on the bed and went into my arms creeping up to me like lion ready to eat his victim alive.


Pausing for a moment I grab my unicorn under me and place it softly on the ground. "Is he safe?" Andy asks eyeing the black unicorn.

"Uh, huh." I mumble not caring about the unicorn now. I want him not the damn stuffed fictional animal.

Andy hooked one finger under my bra and tugged off slowly making my nipple sprung free. I quickly closed my eyes hoping not to see his face expression on what he just found. "God, my quest on leading to the home front keeps getting better and better. I love surprises." My eyes shot open as he tugs on my nipple ring. His mouth reached to it, licking it. Holy shit!

Should I tell him?

"Oh dear!" I whisper as he sucked my breast. He pulled it our caressing my belly with his pale knuckles. Andy's dark hair splashed across his face as he gazes at me. "You okay?"

Maybe now?

I nod pulling up my waist wanting him to go where no guy has ever been before, down.

I leaned down biting on my lower lip as he unzips my jeans slowly tugging it off, with a swift move my pants are on the floor so was my sneakers. He came back up again with a witty grin trailing his finger of the outlines of my black panties.

Thank you Sarah for buying me this.


My legs fell apart, allowing Andy needing him to go wherever he wants to go with me. All that was keeping him from doing so is the piece of fabric, and now that was off as well. I am naked, completely bare naked in front of a famous rock star who I tattooed just a few weeks ago.


First finger plunged in me making me groan, pain slashing through me. It felt like the first time I got a tattoo, that feeling plus a hundred more. I could not compare this pain I am feeling, how am I going to feel when Andy is actually in me?

All tattoos and piercing's in the world can not- "ah!" I yell pushing my heels into the bed.


"Jesus Minx, please tell me you are not a virgin." Andy says sliding his finger out of me.


"Uh, is that a trick question?" I ask biting on my lip trying not laugh.

"Never?" He asks as leans down on me placing his head and arms on my belly resting on it gazing deep into my eyes.


"I never actually found someone to do it with... Uh I have been busy. I though the worst feeling was getting a tattoo not the breaking the virgin thing." I say with shrug pushing his hair out of his face. "Damn" Andy sighed heavily shaking his head side to side.


"Does it matter you that I have never been fucked before?" I snapped my emotion taking a U-Turn to Angry-town

"How old are you that you have never been uh..."



"I am twenty five." I shrug embarrassed about my age and the fact that I have never been screwed before. "Are you mad at me?"


"No, I am not but you could of told me, I could of hurt you Maxine."

"What was I supposed say Andy. 'Oh hey by the way before we fuck just a head up I am a virgin?'"

Andy burst from laughter and so did I.


"True, but what am I suppose to do with you now?"


"What you are doing now, making love- I mean having sex with me."

"I don't want you to regret giving your virginity to me.

I scoff shaking my head side to side. "Did you notice I am lying with my legs open for you? If I was not sure I would have screamed or kill you."


"Stop making me laugh Maxine, this is a serious situation." Huh? Its just sex?


I leaned over to him giving him a wet passionate kiss. "Please."


"Let's take it slow than, that's my deal."


I sigh heavily and nodded. "Fine."


•To be continued. •

Notes

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