Escaping Grace

I sat on Andys couch, watching TV. I could hear him moving around in the kitchen, and I swear if he brought out popcorn after today I would throw it at him. I
leaned my head back on the couch, looking at my chipped polish. When I got home I really needed to repaint them.
A bag of chips landed in my lap.
"Dinner!" Andy announced, and I chuckled as he flopped down. I opened up the chips, and he took a big handful.
I glanced back at the TV as Optimus Prime kicked Decepticon ass. "I can't stay too long," I told him, "I should probably get back before Vale throws the rest of her fit."
"Ah, I'm sure she's with CC," he shook his head. "She's all he talks about." That's sweet.
"She really likes him too," I said, stretching my legs out. "I think she's even graduated to a picture of them being her wallpaper."
Andy chuckled, and a Decepticon exploded across his TV screen. I blinked, seeing Bumblebee slide to a stop. "How much do you want to bet that they'll make another one of these?" I mused.
"What do I get if I win?"
I grinned, and turned, propping my chin in hand as I gazed at him. He was wearing one of his sleeveless Motley Crue Ts, and his tattoos showed clearly. He glanced at me when I didn't answer. He turned to face me.
"Have I told you how much I like your tattoos?"
He grinned. "Have I told you I need to see if you have any more?"
"Wanna check now?"
Andy stood immediately and pulled me to him. "You wanna sleep over?"
I grinned. "I thought you'd never ask."
He chuckled, and pulled me against him. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he lifted me up, standing me on the couch so we were the same height. I kissed him, my hand tangling in his thick hair.
He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his hips. We made it to the bedroom and he sat me down, peeling my shirt off. He tossed it behind him, and pressed a kiss against my jaw, trailing down to my throat. He tugged at my jeans, and I batted his hands away.
"Tsk, tsk, Mr. Biersack," I murmured. "Let's not get ahead of ourselves." He jerked his shirt over his head, and I glanced him over. God, did I love a tattooed man.
I pressed my lips against his chest, and slowly trailed down, making sure all the details of his tats weren't missed. He sucked in his breath as made it to the hem of his jeans.
I worked by way back up his chest, and pulled his head down to mine. I locked lips with him, and I worked on his belt. I jerked his jeans open, and tugged them down his hips. He caught my hands and pulled them to a halt.
"Not so quick, babe," he breathed, nibbling on my lip. He kicked off his shoes and then his jeans, and then pushed me back on the bed.
He crawled over me, brushing my hair behind my ear. He pressed a kiss to my ear, and then nibbled on my jaw. His lips nibbled their way down, and I squirmed.
He slipped the rest of my clothes off into the floor, and I'd never been so glad to see them go. I groaned, and went to grab him. He caught my hands and pressed them down against the sheets.
"Oh, tsk tsk, now," he purred against my waist. "Not so quick." his tongue darted across my tattoos, and then lazily down to my thigh.
I clenched my hands into the sheets, and moaned as his tongue found its way to my core.
"A-Andy!"
Oh my god his tongue needed a nobel prize.
I gasped, squirming.
I was so, so close --- no!
"Andy!".
"Not without me you don't." He grabbed my hips and slid me down the bed, and I hungrily pulled him too me, pressing my body against his with a moan.
I slid my hand down his chest, my nails raking against his skin, and bit his lip as I curled my hand around him. His breath hissed out as I stroked his length, making sure he wanted me as painfully as I did him. He groaned, crushing his lips against mine.
I pulled forcefully on his hair, my hips dying to meet his.
"Andy," my voice was ragged.
He bit down gently on my throat as I wrapped my legs around him, and if he was trying to make me die of anticipation it was working.
I tightened my grip on him, my nails digging into his shoulder.
"Ready?" he tugged on my ear with his teeth.
"Are you fucking kidding me?"
I groaned as he slid inside me.
This was the best sober idea I'd ever had.

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