i had laced it that way to get a picture of the back for andi


An Andy imagine where the reader is a photographer with AP, and she has a private shoot with Andy? Andy starts flirting with her and he really turns on the charm, then he takes the camera from her and gets her to take some pretty scandalous photos that leads to smut? Thank you!

I looooooove this idea!!!


“Its nice to meet you, Mr. Biersack. I’m Y/N,” I said with a smile, shaking this tall man’s hand. 

“Call me Andy, really,” he insisted, smiling back. I blushed a bit and nodded. Of course I had heard of Andy Biersack. This wasn’t the first time he would be appearing in AP. Plus, I enjoyed his music. 

“Alright, well, we have a few sets to get through today and then at the end we can go through and pick out which ones you like best, okay?” I asked.

“Sounds great,” he told me. I gripped my camera, thinking about what I wanted to do first. 

“Go ahead and stand in front of that set over there and start posing. I know this isn’t your first photoshoot so you probably know pretty much what to do.”

“You got that right,” he said with a laugh. I starting snapping pictures, getting different angles here and there as Andy tried out different positions and I made small suggestions once in awhile. His smile was gorgeous, but his serious faces were sexy as hell. So unprofessional of me to think that, but oh well.

“I really like, try that with the crouching position you did earlier,” I advised.

“Oh, you like that, huh?” he asked playfully. I laughed at his joke and continued to snap pictures.

“Yeah, that expression is sexy on you,” I said, not really meaning to. “Oh, my God I’m so sorry, that was completely inappropriate!” Andy just laughed like it was no big deal, but my face was tomato red.

“Good to know,” he said, giving me a wink and smiling that beautiful smile. After finishing this set and getting through two more, we decided to take a break. “So Y/N, tell me about yourself.”

“Uh, well. I moved out here for college. I am 22 and I’ve been working with AP for almost a year now. I got an internship here in my last year of college and it turned into a full time job, so that was pretty exciting. I like rock music and concerts and really good whiskey. And…that’s pretty much it,” I told him, ending with a smirk. 

“I happen to notice you didn’t mention any special man in your life,” Andy commented, taking a drag from his cigarette. 

“That would be because there isn’t one,” I said with a smile. Andy chuckled in his throat.

“Come on, a woman as attractive and alluring as you is going to tell me you don’t have guys lined up at your door?”

“Nope. Believe it or not, I speak the truth.”

“Well, I’d fight my way to the front of that line,” he said flirtatiously, looking me up and down. I reached over and took Andy’s cigarette, taking a hit and blowing out the smoke.

“Trust me, you don’t want anything to do with a girl like me,” I told him, looking over at him sideways and handing him back his cigarette. 

“I sure would like to do a lot to you,” Andy said, smirking at me with a dangerous look in his eyes. What the hell was happening right now.

“Mr. Biersack, I do believe this is quite an inappropriate conversation to be having,” I played back, leaning on the table toward him. “After all, I am here for work.”

“What’s work without a little play?” he asked seductively. I grinned and stood up to stretch, grabbing my camera.

“Speaking of work, we still have two more sets to finish for the day. Lets go, Biersack!” We smiled at each other and went back to doing what we were supposed to. I couldn’t get the lust-filled look in Andy’s eyes out of my mind the entire time. He continued to flirt with me throughout the rest of our time together, but it was a bit lighter and more playful now. That left a bit of a disappointed feeling in my stomach. “No, more like…like in the second one where you did that thing that looked really cool. You know?” Andy couldn’t get the last few poses right and I was trying to give as much direction as I could, but we were both pretty worn down with this anymore. 

“Why don’t you show me?” Andy suggested, grinning at me. I thought for a second and agreed. I set my camera on the table and went to the set, trying to show him how to pose. I had to work a bit to get it quite right. As I did, Andy walked to my photographing position and picked up my camera. 

“What are you doing?” I asked while laughing as he started to snap pictures of me.

“Having fun,” he said slyly. “Come on, pose for me.” With a sigh and a shake of my head, but a smile still on my face, I stood in various positions, Andy taking pictures all the while. It was kinda fun in all honesty. “How about showing a little skin?” he asked in a seductive voice, a dangerous grin on his lips. 

“I don’t think that’s a good idea, in fact I think-”

“I thought you were a girl I didn’t want to mess with. Doesn’t that imply a bit of a rebel?” he taunted. “Come on, Y/N. Lets get into some real fun.” 

“Fine,” I agreed, giving him a look. I went back to the set and pulled the side on my shirt down so it expose my shoulder and part of my bra, putting on my sexy face. Andy took some pictures and did different poses. I pulled my jeans down a bit so my black lace thong was exposed. More pictures. At one point, I laid down on the ground and hike my shirt up slightly, pulling the sexiest face I could and tangling my hand in my hair while arcing my chest up. I saw Andy’s adam’s apple move up and down as he swallowed, crouching down to my level to take pictures. When our eyes met after he lowered the camera, something clicked in both of us.

“Y/N, maybe you should get up and uh..fix your clothes,” he suggested half heartedly. 

“Why’s that?”

“I might have to fuck you right now if you don’t, and trust me baby, if I do, you won’t be able to walk to your fucking car,” he said darkly. 

“I’m not going anywhere,” I whispered. And just like that, Andy’s lips were on mine hungrily and violently. Everything was happening so fast and it was filled with so much desire and passion. My hands pulled his black hair roughly and his tongue dominated my mouth sloppily. His body was pressed to mine, my legs wrapping around his waist. Andy kissed down my neck, biting and sucking and leaving all kinds of marks. His fingers dug into my hips. I palmed him through his jeans, earning a groan. 

“I wanna fuck you bent over that table,” he growled in my ear. I pushed him off of me and stood up, walking over to it and waiting for him. He prowled up to me, eyes roaming my body hungrily. I seized Andy’s suspenders and pulled him to me, kissing him roughly. He practically ripped my shirt off, not even bothering to actually remove my bra before kissing down and taking one of my breasts in his mouth as I leaned back slightly over the piece of furniture, tossing my head back. My hands found Andy’s jeans and I quickly undid them, pulling them down to reveal his boxers, which I pulled down also to reveal his large erection. I began to toy with him, earning more moans. He stopped kissing my body and concentrated on undoing my pants and throwing them down, then spinning me around and pushing me over the table roughly. He rubbed his tip at my entrance over my panties just to tease me.

“Fuck, Andy, come on,” I pleaded, needing him. 

“These are such sexy little panties,” he teased, running his fingers over me. I moaned impatiently. Andy put one finger in me, pumping slowly. “Tell me how much you want it,” he ordered. “Tell me how rough you want it.”

“Fuck me as hard as you can, Andy, please,” I breathed. I was filled with lust. Andy pulled my underwear down and slammed into me, making me scream. He didn’t give me any time to adjust, just went at a fast pace. “Oh, God!” I yelled, my knuckles turning white from gripping the table. Andy was letting out a few grunts as he continued to slam into me, rocking the table. His hand smacked my ass and I just knew it left a nice red print.

“Fuck you feel so damn good,” he groaned. He pulled out and spun me over so I was facing him now. Andy kissed me passionately before continuing. I wrapped my arms around his neck, nails digging into his shoulders. We were both sweating and breathing heavily. Andy brought a hand to rub my clit as continues to pound into me and I felt myself start to lose it. “Scream my name when you cum,” he whispered in my ear. It didn’t take long after that.

“Andy, fuck!” I yelled, tightening around him and shaking with pleasure. He released after a few more thrusts, a string of profanities leaving his mouth. We caught our breath together before looking in each other’s eyes and laughing about what we just did. We put our clothes on again and cleaned up. “I would so get fired if anyone found out about that,” I told him, grinning like an idiot.

“Well, you wouldn’t get in trouble if we went out for drinks, right?” he asked, smiling sincerely. I returned it happily.

“No, that would definitely be okay,” i said, packing up my camera. “Can we get some food, too, though? All that activity made me hungry.” Andy laughed and put his arm around my shoulders as we headed out.

“Absolutely. My treat.”

Anon asked if I could write a cinderelle story with Andy. I might have gotten carried away with this one ^w^ """

I walked down the hall way at school holding my books as tight to me as I could. The poster were plastered to all the walls announcing the senior prom. I sighed wishing that I had a normal enough life to be able to go. I took a deep breath in and tried to smolder the feelings away. They would eventually make me weak. I continued walking towards my locker only to be pushed out of the way by my sister. “Get the fuck out of the way!” She spoke while walking up to one of the boys in our class.
My sister, Amy, was the type to wear pink and have the short shorts on. She was in the swim team which meant that she had an awesome body of course, while I was in show choir. I was the weird one who wore too much black and carried around composition notebooks with doodles and music lyrics.
The boy that Amy walked up to was Andy. He didn’t want anything to do with her but she only persisted because she knew that I liked him. She thought that if she could get to him then maybe it would make my life miserable enough to most likely end it. “Get off me Amy!” I heard Andy say as him and his friends tried to get away. Even Ashley, Andy’s friend didn’t even want anything to do with her.
I walked my way home that day feeling like shit. Amy gets to stay after school and get out of the house while I have to go and try to take care of mom. She drank….. a lot. It was a good day if she got off the couch and went out side but other than that. She sat there drinking and yelling to us about how we were failures and whores. I walked into the house and started things for dinner trying to get everything ready in between the phone ringing.
I let it go a couple of times figures that it was some bill collector but after about the fifth time I was annoyed. “Hello?” I asked with a bit of tone in my voice.
“Yeah, Hi! Is (y/n) there/” some guy on the phone said.
“Yep, this is her.” I responded slowly afraid of what this could be.
“Awesome, umm, this is Andy. I was just wondering, well, if you like… Would you like to go to the prom with me?”
I had to stop and think about what he was saying. “What?” I asked.
“Only if you want to!” He said sounding a little worried. “ It’ll be fun! We’ll dance and make fun of all the stupid people we go to school with and eat way to many cookies… ” Andy went on as a smile started to stretch across my face. He painted a very sweet picture.
“Umm, yeah. Sure I’ll go.”
We talked for a couple more minutes and then got off the phone. I made dinner in a daze thinking about all the possibilities that this night could hold. Amy walked in to the room after a while and immediately sat down at the table. “What’s up freak. ” She asked trying to be decent. “Well, I got a date to prom.” I said hoping vainly that she would be excited for me. “The fuck!! WHO? ” She asked staring at me angrily. “Uh, Andy” I said a little afraid of what her reaction might be.
“Why the hell would he go with you?” She yelled. She got up from the table and threw her plate in the sink breaking it. “You’re some little piece of shit! And, if you know what is good for you, you wont go with him.” she said then grabbed her gym back and went up to her room locking the door. I sat down at the kitchen table and started crying. She was right. Why the hell did he want to go with me?
The next day at school I sat at my usual table at lunch doodling in my notebook all by myself, thinking about how stupid I could be and wondering why he even wasted his breath talking to me on the phone the other day. Then I heard someone sitting down in front of me. I looked up to see Andy with a tray full of tacos. “Hey!” He said looking at my with a smile that nearly made me faint. He wasn’t normal.
“What’s up?” I asked staring at him a little bit confused.
“What do I have taco on my face?” He asked looking for a napkin.
You laughed allowed and shook your head no.
“So what color is your dress?” he asked. There was one dress I had been thinking about but I wasn’t sure.
“Should we do this Andy?” I asked as I saw Amy walk into the lunch room. She looked at me pissed off and walked over to sit beside Andy. “ Hi Andy, why are you sitting with her?” she asked staring me down. He picked up on of his tacos and put the saggy mess down on her purse. “Here have a taco.” He said patting it down further into the fabric. She looked down horrified. “That was a hundred dollar purse!” She nearly yelled grabbing it and walking away with cheese still clinging to the thing. “Isn’t she your sister?’ he turned back around and asked me. "Sadly. ”
“So what color?” He asked. Okay I was going to humor him. “Black and silver lace.” I said laughing. “What?” He asked.
“Okay, now you have taco on your face.” I said as I handed him a napkin.
When I got home Amy was waiting on me. I guess she had skipped practice. “You little bitch!” She said as I walked in the door. She grabbed my arm and threw me down onto the stairs as hard as possible. I hit my side on the stairs with a loud crack. She continued to wail on me hitting me in the face and chest when finally she grabbed my hair and pulled my face to look at hers. “Okay this is what you are going to. Yeah, you’ll go with Andy but you are going to leave early at about ten, breaking his heart. Then I’m going to swoop in and steal his heart. if you don’t do this so help me god, you will be in a lot worse pain than you are now.” She spit on me then and walked around me up stairs to her room. My phone buzzed in my pocket then and it was a text from Andy. “Hey, what’s up?”
Sooner than I wanted prom night came. I had an alarm on my phone set for ten and was ready to go when Andy pulled up to my house. “Wow.” He said when I opened the door and he gave his heart breaking smile. I blushed as he took my hand and wrapped the little flower around my wrist. “You look so beautiful.” He said and with that he took my hand and lead me out to the car.
The gym was decorated with streamers and balloons. Lights were strung up and flashing everywhere as loud pop music played. “Oh my god, it’s so tacky!” I laughed with Andy. We made our way to a table and sat our stuff down. Andy’s friends made their way to us. We exchanged greeting and pleasantries before making our way to the dance floor. A couple kids had started a train and were making their way threw the crowd. Others were slapping balloons around and into the huge crowd of dancers. Our little circle of friends was amazing. We all jumped up and down to the beat of the music, and even had CC trying to show off his moves.
Then a slow song came on. Andy wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close to him. I was nervous but loving this. He was really amazing. “So why me?” I asked curiously looking up at him. “Well, if you think about it were perfect for each other. Were both into music, creepy things and, your just … your lovely.” He said. I blushed again at his words and he smiled. How could he be thinking this now. He began to lean towards me letting his eye fall closed. I stretched up wanting nothing more than to kiss him when I felt my phone buzzing. I looked over to the clock hanging in the gym. It was ten o'clock. I saw Amy walking into the gym in a bright red dress. I pulled away from Andy. “Are you alright?” He asked looking at me concerned. “Umm, yeah. I need to go. This has been amazing Andy, but I’ve got to go.” I said before walking away. I ran back to the table and grabbed my stuff as quick as I could with Andy following behind me calling for me. I tried to ignore him as I ran from the school. I only looked back to make sure that Amy had grabbed him before he could come after me.
I ran to a little park a couple blocks away and sat on the little swing in the night air. I felt like Cinderella, having to run away from the ball knowing what was good for here, and not wanting to bring pain onto anyone. I looked down at my wrist and saw that my little flower was gone. And with that little reminder it was like the whole night was gone. Nothing to keep me from thinking too much about it.
Soon the sun was coming up and I decided to walk back to my house I didn’t mean to stay out all night long. I had walked back to my house barefoot to avoid getting blisters from my heels. The bottom of my dress was ruined from dragging across the ground and my hair was wind blown and damp from the humidity. When I finally reached my house Andy’s car was out front. Oh lord, please tell me he didn’t stay the night with her. I took a deep breath and walked inside the house. Mom was passed out on the couch and Andy was sitting in the arm chair passed out as well. I looked him over for a few seconds before setting my shoes down and walking up stairs. I was to tired to even get out of my dress I fell down onto my bed and fell asleep for a little while.
I only awoke when I heard my door open. I figured it was Amy coming in with some other reason to beat me up. “(y/n)?” I heard him say. I shot out of bed. “Andy, you cant be here!” i said panicking. He held his hands up. “Don’t worry Amy told me everything.”
“She did?” I asked confused.
“(y/n), why didn’t you tell me?” He asked.
“I was scared.” I said.
His face fell soft as he moved into my room. He took my hands and pulled me up off the bed to my feet. “You owe me a dance.” He said and wrapped his arms around me pulling me close. That is when I felt it. I was safe here in his arms. He knew me more than others did, and he liked what he saw.
“(y/n), I love you.” he said.
I looked up into his blue eyes. His face was calm as he looked over my own face.
“I love you to Andy.”

Patient- Interrogation *Andy Biersack Imagine*

Oh boy..

The feds had come into the facility. Apparently, they claim that some more allegations have surfaced and needed to do some questioning. It wasn’t often that this happened, so therefore it must have been pretty severe.

You were in the cafeteria, helping out with other patients when your boss called you.

“I need you to get Biersack, ASAP.”

“Wha- Why?” You say, handing someone their pills. “Is everything okay?”

“No! The detectives are here to investigate. As far as I’m aware, he’s in deep. Hurry up!”

“Do I need to tell him what’s going on?”

“Yes, you do! Now get on it, (Y/N)!”

Excusing yourself, you rush down to Andy’s room. You were anxious of what may happen. How could he be guilty of anything? What more could they do to punish him?

“Andy, I need to take you to the main office..” You say as calm as you can.

“Why?” Andy looks up from the book he had been writing in. “Am I in trouble?”

“I don’t- Listen, the detectives are here to ask you some questions.” You kneel down in front of him, from where he was sitting.

“No! What if they take me!? I didn’t do anything!”

“I don’t think that will happen.” You hold out your hand for him to hold. You both let out a deep sigh and headed to the office. Andy squeezed your hand, trembling with fear. He walked slower, a few steps behind you.

His eyes were already puffy and welling up with tears, that made you even more nervous. Was it really going to be that bad?

At the time you got there, the door was open and two detectives, a security guard, and your boss awaited.

“Andrew Biersack?” The detective asked sternly.

“Yes, that’s me.” Andy’s voice shook.

The door was then closed and the blinds were shut. “Do you know why you’re in here?”

Andy shakes his head.

“Let’s remind you then, shall we?”

The detective pulls out a big binder from his briefcase, along with a thin folder full of papers. The binder was then opened, which is where you saw the unthinkable.

“Does this ring a bell?!” The other detective asked.

There were dozens of horrific, treacherous pictures, which were from crime scenes. Each more gory and gut wrenching than the next. You covered your mouth, forcing back any tears that may spill out.

At that time you knew exactly why people were so horrified of Andy, and frankly, you almost began to feel just as horrified. You didn’t want to feel that way towards him, he meant a lot to you, but with seeing those morbid images, he may have been beyond help.

“I didn’t do that!” Andy cried.

“Is that so? Then how come you pleaded guilty?”

“I don’t remember any of this!” He began to cry. He cried like a lost child, who was unable to find his mother. The crying wasn’t of frustration, but of putrid heartbreak, as if he had witnessed someone else commit those crimes.

“How couldn’t anyone remember that?!” Said the detective. He continued to flip through the pages, causing Andy to sob even harder, and pleading for him to stop.

“The blood was on your hands! You are the criminal. You destroyed families!”

“I never-”

“You’re lucky if you’re not sentenced an execution!”

This is where you’ve had enough. You couldn’t handle seeing Andy being tortured by these supposed “investigators” nor could you stomach the pictures anymore. It was far worse than what any horror movie could present, and far beyond what you knew Andy could be.

“That’s enough!” You interrupt. Your boss interferes, settling you to the side.

“He won’t cooperate.” Said your boss. “I think you have gotten enough out of him, perhaps you should come back at a different time.”

The detectives nod, gathering their things. You helped Andy out of the chair and took him into what used to be the employee lounge. There was a big cushioned leather couch, a few chairs and a counter.

Andy sat on the couch, holding his hands over his heart and bawled. You let him release some of his pain before trying to talk to him. You wanted to stay strong and avoid shedding any tears.

You sit close to him, holding both of his hands, with your fingers laced into his.

“Andy, did you remember any of that?” You ask softly.

“No!” He sniffles. “I never knew that I did those things, Nurse (Y/N). I never meant to hurt those people!”

“I know, baby, I know.”

“I don’t deserve to live!” His voice shakes. “I don’t want to be here anymore! I’m crazy, just like everyone else tells me!”

“Hey!” You let go of his hands and pull him in tightly, rubbing his back. “You deserve to live, this isn’t your fault. I promised you that I will help you get better.”

“Why am I like this?”

“Are you comfortable talking about it?”

He nods against your chest.

“Did someone used to hurt you?”

Andy admitted to being mistreated most of his life, in the most appalling and beyond strange ways. It was disgusting how badly he as treated by people who weren’t supposed to. He went into deep details, giving you goosebumps and made your stomach practically lurch at the extreme lacerations he’s endured.

You definitely began to cry. It was shattering to hear this coming from the sweetest person you knew.

“Oh no!” Andy exclaimed. “I made you cry, (Y/N)! I didn’t mean to!”

“No, no, it’s not your fault, handsome.” You stroke his wet cheek. “I’m crying because I’m upset that someone would do this to you. You’re so sweet and very bright…”

Emotions took over and you couldn’t handle it. Looking at Andy and seeing how distressed and troubled he was, on top of what you’ve seen and heard was too much.

“ I would never hurt you, Nurse (Y/N).” Andy placed his hand over your knee.

“I know you wouldn’t baby.” You sniff.

He lifts your chin, just like you have done for him many times in the past and wiped your tears. He planted a kiss on top of your forehead.

“No more crying, okay?” He says.

You nod, looking into his eyes, giving him a faint smile.

Andy stands up and holds out his hand for you to take. When you do, he cups your cheeks, looking down at you.

“I love you very much, Nurse (Y/N).”

As Andy says that, you understood what it would mean to protect someone so precious at all costs. Andy had become a big part of your world, and it would take a hell of a lot before you’d let someone take him out of it.

Submit - Andy Biersack

Smut Warning

You sat waiting for your chance to head into the Meet and Greet, you were a room away from meeting Black Veil Brides. You were with your two best friends, both shaking with you but they both had smirks on their faces as they knew the moment you saw Andy you be wanting to run at him, pin him to the ground and have him mercifully. You couldn’t do that though, as much as you would want to, you don’t even know if Andy himself is into that type of sexual intercourse or if he’d even have sex with a fan. In truth you weren’t just there to try and get Andy’s pants off, you loved their music, Andy making you sexually driven was just an add on. The other members were incredibly attractive to you too, there was just something about Andy that made you want him begging for you.

It was the way he seemed so assertive and..dominant  in life and the actions he makes, you wanted to strip that ego and dominance from him and slam his face into a pillow while you directed him in the right way to fuck you. A few more people went in and you realized you and your friends will be the last people in there to meet them, that could be a chance. You were known for being assertive with men, only as you grew into your late teens did you grasp the fact it went deeper than liking to boss people around. You liked to boss men and that went further than just in the work place.

Soon you and your friends were called up and you all shared a look and squealed, this was about to happen. You were guided into the room by security and there you saw the five men who’s music you admired and then you locked eyes with the one man you wanted. He sat on the end of the long table, hair flopping into his eye as his quiff styled over, a cut up punk skull shirt which was daring to show his nipples. He was sat down so you couldn’t directly view his penis in the flesh but with him simply sitting down you wanted to tie him to the chair and have your way.  You shook away your thoughts as you started at the other end of the table, making sure you’d be meeting Andy last. Starting with CC was fun, he was as funny and outgoing as he seems and you couldn’t help but giggle at what he was saying. 

Passing through the four other men you were quick to meet Andy, and the moment your eyes connected and a closer range your stomach tightened and you wanted to slap him for being able to turn you on without even touching you. 

“Hi, I’m Andy,” he smiled, innocently. Oh God, you were writhing. You had to clench your empty hand into a fist to try and control yourself. 

“(Y/N)” You replied, holding yourself back from throwing yourself across the table at him. You saw Andy fidget slightly under your gaze and it was making you wild. 

“C-can I sign anything for you, or a picture?” Oh he stuttered, how sweet.

You passed over your CD and his hand went over yours and almost literal lighting shot through your body. Andy’s eyes darted from your gaze as you touched and he was quick to withdraw his actions, and it soon clicked in you. He did submit. You smirked to yourself, he was actually perfect. As he passed your CD back to you, you stared him down. Andy licked his lips, was this him being nervous or a habit he had?

“A-are you interested in seeing the first act?” Again with the stutter, you wanted to shut him up completely. 

“No, I’m not. And why do you ask that?” You knew all to well why he did.

Andy began to stammer and make incoherent sentences before you lean over the table towards him. “Pray to God that if you don’t take me to somewhere private right now I will punish your ass into next year”. You whispered in his ear before leaning back and smiling. He nodded quickly before taking your hand and running off towards the door at the back of the room, you heard shouts from everyone else but you and Andy ignored it. You we running until you were outside and the tour bus was in view. You smirked as Andy hurriedly headed onto the bus with you in tow. 

“A bed, or sofa?" 

"The back lounge?” You nodded before Andy directed you to follow him.

As soon as you were shown the door you reached in front of Andy and opened it, pushing him inside and slamming it shut with your foot. 

“On the futon, now”. You could finally have your way with him. Andy scurried onto the futon, sitting onto his knees and resting his rear on his feet, hands clasped on his thighs, looking down. Oh, who taught him, taught him well. You were very impressed with his obedience. “Good boy”. 

You studied him intensely, all over, how you wanted him naked right there right now. You walked over to him, breezing your hand through his hair, “You know, Andy, you weren’t such a good boy back there”. He was silent. “Do you know what you did back there?” Andy shook his head, knowing he can’t look at you. “You got me in a flustered mess, these lace panties are ruined right now. You didn’t even touch me,” you whispered huskily into his ear. A low moan escaped his mouth and you drew back, raising your hand and hitting it across your face. “Did I say you could make a noise?!" 


“No- what?" 

Andy dared to look up at you, unsure of what to call you, "Mommy?”

“Good boy, but you are still getting punished for earlier”. He nodded, looking up at you with his innocent blues. He was willing to accept a punishment, you always loved it when they were like this. You pulled up a chair and sat it in front of the futon, sitting in it and staring down Andy. “Strip yourself and you better make it enjoyable for me”. 

“Yes Mommy”. You shut your eyes and smiled in ecstasy at him calling you his Mommy. Opening your eyes you saw him begin to removing his clothing, first his shirt, then belts, then the tight and revealing pants. Once removed he dipped his thumbs in and out of the waistband of his boxers a low moan coming from his throat. He performed well. Impatient you paused Andy, quickly making yourself naked you rushed up to him, your already soiled panties in your hand and you grabbed his wrists. Hiking them above his head, you knotted them around him, tugging the knot you made making sure he couldn’t get out. 

“No noise, no touching, no bucking your hips. This is your punishment, don’t make it any worse Boy”. He nodded silently. You rushed a hand across his cheek again. “You answer me”. 

“Yes Mommy”. 

You were quick to reveal his length and you grinned. He was as big as you imagined, a perfect size for you. You didn’t like condoms, they took away part of the friction, so you always took your pill and had the implant. Andy lay stark naked below you, restricted and at your will. Your wildest fantasy was coming true. Lowering yourself onto his hard length you let out a loud moan, he was so…filling. He hit all the right places without even moving. Andy’s face contorted with frustration as you could tell he was holding in his moans. You began to bounce and almost dance around his penis. You rolled your head back as you shut your eyes. 

You heard a low growl and your eyes darted open. 

“Sorry Mommy, I didn’t-” you cut him off my a light but forceful hold on his neck. You growled at him and pushed his head to the side and further into the futon as you bounced quicker. You could see the struggle he was having of not moaning or moving with you. He was proving himself, do you give him a little? 

You carefully lifted off his penis and leaned over, untying his restraints, tossing your panties away and laying beside him. 

“I want you to fuck me. A do it good, I want to hear you groan, make me cum”. Andy was quick to sit up and position himself above you, you spread your legs wider as he pushed himself in you, letting out a moan he had obviously been wanting to get out for a while. “Harder Biersack, Goddammit!” You screamed. He entered harder and faster and you could feel your climax beginning. 

“Oh God!” Andy practically screamed. You wanted to release over him so you flipped your joined bodies and began to ride him again. “Mommy, Mommy- please. I’m so, so…close!” Andy barely got out. 

“Not until I say,” you growled. 

“Oh God, you’re amazing!” Andy drained out whilst his eyes were rolling to the back of his head. He began to buck against you, thrusting in harder and it was bringing you that bit closer to releasing. “Mommy, I can’t- please!”. You were so close, just a little longer. You roughly bounced on Andy and soon the piercing pleasure shot through you as you screamed. Immediately after you felt Andy’s own release inside of you, panting heavily you removed Andy’s penis and simply laid on his chest, your sweat slicked bodies against each other. 

“That was…amazing,” Andy breathed. 

“It was”. 

“Thank you”. 

“You’re a well trained one, I enjoyed that. Now come on. Get up as there is still a show for you to perform”.

“Yes, but I’d really like to stay here with you”. 

You smirked, “Well, if you put on a good show, maybe Mommy will give you a reward”. 

“I’d like that,” he smiled. 


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