The More You Hurt

Andrew, 27, cashier at Second Story Books; The More You Heal

[andrew-hannigan]

Ugh, mother fucker.

[hidelucyhide-blog]

Well obviously because I’m an amazing shag. They will be because you wont be in them.

[andrew-hannigan]

You're so mean to me. -he leans over to kiss her cheek sloppily-

[andrew-hannigan]

Ugh, mother fucker.

[hidelucyhide-blog]

Of course I am. Why else would you love me? -curls up in a ball on her side and closes her eyes-

[andrew-hannigan]

I can think of a few other reasons. -smirks- Sweet dreams, babe.

[andrew-hannigan]

Ugh, mother fucker.

[hidelucyhide-blog]

I’ll always question it, that’s just who I am, get over it. Sure you have, but when I was 50 pounds lighter. I don’t want you to kill yourself.

[andrew-hannigan]

You're fuckin' crazy, Luce. I'm not gonna kill myself, but fine, do your thing. -he turns back to the mess in front of him-

[andrew-hannigan]

Ugh, mother fucker.

[hidelucyhide-blog]

Sometimes I honestly question what you ever saw in me in the first place. Oh, I’m sure it is but that means I have to actually get up and walk there.

[andrew-hannigan]

You could just not question it and accept it, because you're gonna have to some day. I can carry you. I've carried you before haven't I?

[andrew-hannigan]

Ugh, mother fucker.

[hidelucyhide-blog]

Fuck off. You know I am sensitive about my current situation. I will, this floor is the comfiest thing I’ve felt all day.

[andrew-hannigan]

I'm telling the truth, even with a belly you're devastatingly good looking. I'll bet money that the bed is comfier.

[andrew-hannigan]

Ugh, mother fucker.

[hidelucyhide-blog]

Fuck off I am carrying our child. She’s taking all the energy out of me. I’ll just nap here, wake me up if you need me, actually, don’t.

[andrew-hannigan]

Oh, yeah. It's easy to forget. -snickers- Alright, I'm making no promises, but sleep well my angel.

[andrew-hannigan]

Ugh, mother fucker.

[hidelucyhide-blog]

For a good cause too. -she uses her arms to push herself back up- Sure, you can do it this time though. I’m a little worn out now.

[andrew-hannigan]

I make you come once and you gotta take a five hour nap, of course. Fine, I'll figure this shit out.

[andrew-hannigan]

Ugh, mother fucker.

[hidelucyhide-blog]

-Lucy just laid back down on the ground breathing heavily- Not without some difficulty.

[andrew-hannigan]

For you. My mouth was occupied the whole time. -he chuckles and lightly knocks a knuckle to her cheek before turning back to the mess that is the car seat- Alright, I think it's time to finish this, yeah?

[andrew-hannigan]

Ugh, mother fucker.

[hidelucyhide-blog]

-she tilted her head to the side and bit on her own lip to keep from screaming as he brought her over the edge. her whole back managed to arch of the floor, even while pregnant-

[andrew-hannigan]

-he finished her off smugly, sparing one last kiss before pulling away and fixing her clothes- I have to say, we did a lot better at being quiet than last time. 

[andrew-hannigan]

Ugh, mother fucker.

[hidelucyhide-blog]

-Lucy arched her back slightly and tried to keep her mouth closed, already getting closer to her undoing-

[andrew-hannigan]

-he kissed and kissed, wrapping an arm around her thigh as his tongue worked on bringing her to the edge-

[andrew-hannigan]

Ugh, mother fucker.

[hidelucyhide-blog]

-she moaned and tangled her fingers into his hair-

[andrew-hannigan]

-he hummed against her skin, a hand reaching up to cover her mouth so Noa wouldn't hear, and carried on, making his movements quicker-

[andrew-hannigan]

Ugh, mother fucker.

[hidelucyhide-blog]

You know I always chose you. -her mouth formed an O shape as his mouth moved exactly where she wanted it-

[andrew-hannigan]

-he just smirked against her skin at her words, before burying his head between her thighs-

[andrew-hannigan]

Ugh, mother fucker.

[hidelucyhide-blog]

Well I guess I’m just gonna have to get used to it because I’m stuck with you. -Her heart rate accelerated in excitement and anticipation of where his mouth was going-

[andrew-hannigan]

Your choice, babe. -he kissed her thighs up and down before removing her panties, his eyes never leaving her face as he lowered his lips-

[andrew-hannigan]

Ugh, mother fucker.

[hidelucyhide-blog]

Well I am delighted to hear that. I’ll probably still find you attractive in five years when you have a beer belly, but maybe not. -her breath hitches as he exposes more of her skin-

[andrew-hannigan]

Hm, I wont blame ya if you don't. That would be an fuckin' ugly sight to endure. -chuckles and continues, his lips beginning to move down to his favorite place-

[andrew-hannigan]

Ugh, mother fucker.

[hidelucyhide-blog]

Maybe for you. -she follows Andrew’s lead and allows him to push her down-

[andrew-hannigan]

You'll always be sexy, babe. -kisses her again, as he hitches her dress up her thighs- Even with a fat stomach.

[andrew-hannigan]

Ugh, mother fucker.

[hidelucyhide-blog]

Well you know she will. -waits for him patiently cross-legged on the floor- You have to come here, I still don’t know how to work around this fat thing attached to me.

[andrew-hannigan]

Right, it's easy to forget about it. -he leans in to kiss her neck, and pushes her back to lay down-

[andrew-hannigan]

Ugh, mother fucker.

[hidelucyhide-blog]

Well if she didn’t come out before she isn’t going to come out now.

[andrew-hannigan]

Thank god. Let her blow up the phone bill with her stupid fucking friend. -puts his empty dish on the counter and gets back on the floor- C'mere, you weirdo.