Andy Biersack x reader SMUT

Y/N's P.O.V
I look around the freezing cold waiting room. I don't know why the hell I decided to do such a drastic thing like I did. Wait, no - I do remember why. Quite clearly actually, in fact, I wish I had succeeded. I look up at the man who had found me and called the ambulance. Long black hair, shiny blue eyes, and he usually has an amazing smile that lights up the whole room. Except today. Today his smile is covered with a frown. His cheeks stained with tears and his eyes blood-shot. For a second I feel a little bit sorry for him, but then I recollect myself and remember that he is the reason why I did this. He is the whole reason why I hate myself and everything around me. The reason why I didn't want to be here anymore in this godforsaken place. I glare at the person signing my release papers, and pull the jacket he gave me tighter around my shoulders. Why the fuck do they have to make it so goddamn cold in here? Jeeze! Turn that air-conditioner off, people!
He looks up from the papers, turning to me. He is leaning against the front desk with his elbow resting on it. I just want to push him off, hopefully that'll somehow break his nose again. But I don't, because I know that won't solve anything. He looks at me with tired and concentrated eyes, still as blood-shot as ever.
"You ready to go?" He asks. I look down, nodding my head, pulling at the jacket again.
"Yes..." As I say that, strands of hair fall down in front of my face, destroying my chances of being able to see anything ahead of me while I'm walking.
"Okay then... let's go. When we get home I'll make us some dinner, yeah?" I don't answer him, just nod again. As much as I don't want to go home with him, he's just about my only option. Besides, I am pretty hungry since hospital food is shit and he makes the best meals. Hospital shit is the only thing I've been able to eat for four days (not including today), so I am a bit famished. I hear him sigh, and the warm touch of his hand encasing mine sends a strange mix of emotions through my heart. I love him... that much is true. But will I ever be able to forgive him for what he did to me? I guess I'll find out. It's just a matter of waiting for the answer to come to me. It is probably best that I don't rush it, or the feelings of self-hatred and hatred towards the rest of the world will be too much and overwhelm me again.
He pulls at my hand, obviously wanting to get out of this devastatingly morbid building. I guess all the mourning people around us is starting to get to him. I completely understand, I've never liked hospitals for the unfriendly and sad aura that they give off. I start walking with him to the car, reluctantly. I still don't want to go back to his house with him, even though I hate being hereat this haunting place. I will anyway though... like I said before, it's the only option I have.
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It's been five days since I've come back home from the hospital, and I'm doing a lot better than I was. I've tried forgiving Andy multiple times, but every time I try, I just end up replaying what he did again and again in my mind. Every time I end up going back to solemnly hating him. But it's so weird, I hate him... yet I love him.
"Y/N! Where are you?!" Andy bursts into my room, sweat dripping from his forehead. I look up at him in surprise, taking note of the state he's in.
"A-Andy?" What the hell happened?
"Y/N! Thank god you're alright," He walks over to the bed and leans down to embrace me in a tight hug. I don't object, just sit there, confused as hell. As soon as I'm about to push him off me, something wet hits my shoulder. Wait - is Andy... crying? "I had a bad dream..."
"What was the dream about?" I've got to pull myself together and help Andy. I can't be avoiding him all the time. Now it's about him, not me.
"Y-you tr-tried t-to kill yourself again. But in my d-dream, y-you succeeded," I feel myself tense up at his words, and tears begin to well up in my eyes, threatening to spill.
"Andy..."
"Wait! Y/N, please don't push me away again! I love you! Can't you see that? Ever since you came back home I've been trying to get you to forgive me for something I didn't even do in the first place-"
"What?! You lia-"
"Stop! Y/N, just fucking listen for once, okay?! Jesus fucking christ, you're so goddamn stubborn! Listen to me, okay?" I take a moment to consider his words. Should I listen, or should I just keep on believing that he cheated on me with some bleach-blonde skank? Maybe I should listen... If I give him another chance, will I be happy again? Who knows. Perhaps we'll both be happy again.
I nod my head up and down.
"Yeah, I'll listen. As much as I hate to admit it, I'm willing to give you another chance if you can convince me with what you're about to say. Go ahead... give me your best shot," I try my hardest to stifle a small smile. Of course, I fail. Now isn't really a great time to be smiling. Somehow though, Andy manages to smile. I don't know how. We're both in such a depressing state.
"Well, that story you heard about me fucking some bitch at the party is a complete lie. Whoever told you that can go get fucked because I ended up not even going to the party at all. Instead, I went and stayed at Ashley's place for the night. I don't know who the fuck told you that I cheated on you but once I find out who they are they're fucking dead,"
"Are you serious?"
"What?"
"So you're telling me that I tried to kill myself over nothing? I'm such an idiot..." I let my head fall into my hands, the tears now roaming freely down my face.
"Hey, it's alright. You didn't know the truth, you can't blame yourself for that," He says it so lovingly, yet I'm still not quite sure if he really means it when he says that he loves me. I lift my head up to look at him, taking in the heart-melting ocean blue colour of his irises.
"Andy, how much do you really love me?" A numb feeling forms itself in my cheeks when Andy leans down and whispers in my ear a somewhat wicked sentence.
"let me show you,"
Andy smirks, and begins to gently push me backwards onto the bed, straddling me. Ohhhhh, shit. Are we going to have sex? I've never had sex with Andy before! I've only ever had sex with that one guy who I hooked up with at a party when I was sixteen. I'm nervous because this is a lot different than that time. This time it's going to mean something.
He starts attacking my neck, leaving kisses and hickies on the skin his lips touched. He pulls away from my neck and instead attacks my lips. Damn, I didn't know he would be so straight forward with something like this... he goes back to my neck, nibbling at various places.
"Ohhhh..."
"I found it," He mumbles. I can practically hear the smirk in his voice. He stops sucking at the place that made me moan and looks me dead in the eyes. Neither of us say anything, we just continue staring at each other. It's now that I realize, he truly does love me. He was the one that stayed at the hospital with me the whole time I was there. He never left my side unless I told him to leave me. And that was almost always. I treated him like shit because someone told me he had done something he never actually did. Fuck, I'm an idiot. Why didn't I realize sooner?
Andy smiles, knowing I just forgave him. Then, I feel him press his body hard up against mine. Well, now I at least know his intentions. His growing bulge tells me so. I accept him when he leans down to kiss me, loving every single fiber of his being. The one person that ever loved me groans, sending shivers to invade my spine. I've never felt something so... intimate. As soon as I kiss back with just as much passion, he unbuckles his belt. Looks like I was right. I help him by taking off my shirt, unclasping my bra and throwing them both on the floor. His intentions of taking off his jeans are cut short when he notices what I just did. It's like Medusa found her way into the room because Andy is completely frozen still, staring at my chest with wide eyes.
I giggle, and for a short second Andy looks up at my face and then back at my chest. I finish off his job of taking off his pants and get started with his shirt. throwing his clothes on the floor, I smirk. It's like he's never seen a set of boobs before. It's pretty funny, actually.
"So plump..." I hear him say under his breath. This just makes me burst out laughing. He doesn't even care though, just continues what he's doing. I take off my pajama pants, and throw that on the floor too. Now we're both only in our underwear. Wait, how come I'm the one doing all the work? I cross my arms over my chest, making Andy break his gaze and look up at me with a look that says 'Why?'
"How come I'm doing all the work?" I ask.
"You are?"
"Yeah, I took all of our clothes off except for our under wear," I state. He looks at me with a dumbfounded look, making it hard for me to keep in my laughter.
"Sorry... I, uh, got a little, um... distracted," He says, making my laughter escape. He looks at me and smiles.
"Oh, come here, you sexy man..." I grab his shoulders and maneuver my way on top of him, kissing him passionately. He groans again, making me even wetter than I already am. I start grinding against his crotch, surprising him at my sudden dominate actions, and he moans.
Andy grabs my hips and turns us around, getting on top of me. He tries to kiss me again, but I stop him. He looks at me with puppy eyes, but instead of giving in, I smirk. I can tell he's going to like this. We're both going to.
I reach for his boxers and pull them down, throwing them on the floor as well. Oh my Jesus. He's huge! Catching on, Andy pulls down my panties and throws them on the floor, too. I grab onto his dick, and start pumping. Fast. His moans tell me that he needs me badly. To be honest, I need him just as much as he needs me. I let go of him and pull him closer to me.
"I'm ready," I say.
"Are you sure? We've never had sex before," We both need this, and I think it's the right time to do this with Andy.
"Yes, Andy. I'm sure,"
"Really?"
"Yeah," I nod my head up and down.
He gives me a quick kiss and positions himself in place. Shifting a bit, Andy starts sliding himself into me. A little bit of pain makes me flinch, making Andy stop. I nod, letting him know to continue. He finishes sliding into me, waiting for me to adjust to his large size. After a few seconds, I nod again and he starts thrusting slowly. Each thrust adding up to the pleasure I now feel.
"Ohhhhh... Andy, faster!" Andy gladly thrusts faster making me breath heavily from our actions. Both moaning, we hear a knock come from the door.
"Hey, uh, are you two okay in there? Do we need to separate you or something?" Cc shouts through the door. Shit that's right, the guys were staying over for the night!
"No! We're fine," Andy shouts back.
"Well, try not to fuck for too long, okay? Some of us actually want to sleep!"
"Sorry!"
Andy starts pounding into me making me moan even louder than I was, but I quickly quieten down due to Cc's complaint. Andy moans softly in my ear over and over again. It's not too loud, so it's okay. In turn, I'm moaning softly in his ear too.
Suddenly, it all get's a bit much and a tight feeling forms itself in the pit of my stomach, signaling I'm going to reach orgasm soon. His Thrusts get faster and faster, pushing me over the edge.
"Oh, fuck!" Andy yells, notifying me that he might be about to reach orgasm as well.
Jinxx's P.O.V.
"Oh, fuck!" I hear Andy yell. This is really awkward... none of us can get to sleep. No wonder.
"Well... at least they've made up and fixed there problems at least," Jake interrupts the moaning and skin-slapping.
"You said at least, twice Jake," Ashley pipes in.
"I did?"
"Yeah, you did." Jake shrugs his shoulders.
"Ash, are you alright? You look kinda down," I ask.
"No, not really..."
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing... I just wish it was me having sex right now, I'm horny as fuck."
"Ash, shut up..." Cc mumbles. He's been grumpy all night. I wonder what that's about...
Andy's P.O.V.
I thrust myself deeper into Y/N's tight and wet pussy. I've fucked many women in my lifetime, but never, has it ever felt this good before. This isn't just a useless fuck, I'm actually making love to the one and only woman I'll be in love with for the rest of my days.
I pound faster into Y/N, moaning her name over and over again. Shit, I'm about to cum! I can't cum inside her, we aren't using any protection! I slow down, not quite ready to have a child amongst my midst just yet.
"Andy, what are you doing? Don't stop!" Y/N manages to moan out in her sex-dazed state. Fuck. I speed up my pace again, feeling the urge to cum gaining on me again. This time, it's a lot stronger.
I find myself thrusting as fast as I can thrust, lost in a daze equal to Y/N's. In one swift movement, I spill my great big load into her, earning a loud and pleasurable moan from her.
Y/N's P.O.V.
Feeling the warm sensation of Andy's creamy seed spill into me, I moan. Andy pulls out, and falls beside me on the bed, making the mattress bounce a little from his weight. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me closer to his warm and sweaty body, encasing the fluffy blanket around us both.
"I love you... so much. I don't think I'll ever stop loving you Y/N," Andy choruses in my ear.
"I love you too Andy. I'm so sorry that I put you through so much shit over the past few weeks." I say guiltily.
"It's alright. You didn't put me through that much shit. Besides, the illusion of me fucking someone else was making you go through a hell of a lot of shit, too. I guess we're both in the wrong... anyways... we should get some rest. We've got a big day ahead of us because I'm taking you out on a date tomorrow," He leans down and kisses me, yet again sending a train of sparks to wiz through my body.
I know that I'll never stop loving this man, either.

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