andrew garfield smut where he fucks y/n in the bathroom of an award show bc she’s been bratty all night (y/n isn’t a celeb !)
WHEW! i've been waiting for some andrew smut this is perfect! thank you, anon! i'm a whore for andrew calling me 'love' :) this is the only gif i could find of him at an award show, not mine!!
award - a.g.
SUMMARY: you love to tease until he puts you at a loss for words.
WARNINGS: smut; vaginal penetration, fingering, oral (f and m receiving), slight degrading, slight dom/sub vibes, creampie, hair-pulling, sugar daddy!vibes, choking, creampie 18+ MINORS DNI
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MASTERLIST
"What do you think you're doing, darling?" Andrew whispered in your ear with a smile displayed on his face for the flashing cameras. Reporters constantly yelled for their attention, but nothing took his focus off of how you adjusted your dress so your cleavage was more revealed.
You smiled innocently at him, ensuing a collection of "aw's" from the crowd of paparazzi. "What? I can't love on my boyfriend?" You rubbed his arm and planted a kiss on his jaw.
He took you by the hand and led you further down the carpet to other photographers. "You know, love," he smiled, waving to a few fans that stood behind the gates. Andrew pulled you to his side and kissed your cheek. "If I knew you were going to act like a little slut in front of everyone, I would've kept you home in bed all night."
, You nervously licked your lip and crossed your legs to hold pressure against your core. You weren't wearing a single undergarment. Andrew was usually a private person, but when you were teasing him like this in public he snapped. He planted a gentle hand on your ass. "Don't think I don't notice you, pretty girl."
"Don't think I don't notice you, either." You glanced down to his lower abdomen, knowing that you'd see a plethora of photos of it tomorrow.
Andrew's jaw clenched as his smile suddenly disappeared, tightening his grip on you. "Smile for the photos, baby." You leaned your head on his shoulder. He painfully smiled again and began to walk away again to hide his hardening length from the cameras. "Come on," you laughed and slurred. "We're not leaving already, are we?"
He took you away from the cameras and finally into the gala. You noticed that wherever he was going, it was away from the crowd of people and the red carpet and towards the bathroom. "What, you couldn't wait until we got home?" You bit down on your bottom lip and smirked.
You noticed multiple flashes coming from behind you as Andrew covered your frame with his. You stumbled into the bathroom as Andrew locked the door shut. "All your games, angel," he caressed your cheek and pinched your bottom lip between his thumb and finger. "Loss for words?"
Taking his thumb into your mouth, your swirled your tongue around him and sucked like it was his own cock between your lips. "That's my girl," he whispered before pulling his thumb out and wiping your own spit on your cheek. Andrew fisted his hand in your hair and forced you to bend over the counter, the edge of the marble digging into your hips. You seethed at the pain until he pulled your head up so your ear was at his mouth. "Unless you wanna embarrass yourself, I suggest keeping quiet."
You nodded and felt his hand creeping over your waist, holding together the dress you wore. "I bought this, didn't I?" Andrew admired the fabric. He remembered how his wallet hurt after the purchase but he'd spend anything for his girl. "So beautiful," he wouldn't tear it off, not when he'd take you back outside to the award ceremony. Instead, he carefully peeled it off of you so the cold air hit your back and chest. "But I like you more without."
The dress was left in a clump on the floor as Andrew ran his hands over your hips and waist. You heard him fall to his knees on the floor before you suddenly felt a warmth spread between your legs. His tongue glided through your folds, working from your clit to your puckered hole. "Fuck, Andrew!" You whined, trying to hold your head up.
Andrew pinched the back of your thigh, but you only squealed louder. His lips wrapped themselves around your clit, and the added pressure only made your knees buckle. The only thing holding you up was Andrew. He moaned against you and slid his first finger through your hole. His fingertip brushed against the spongy spot inside you when he curled it, adjusting his position so he could fit two.
"I want more," you moaned while biting down on your own hand.
"What was that?" Andrew smiled, his tongue still lapping at your clit. "This isn't enough for you, darling? You still want more?" He added a third finger and could feel you stretching around him, your whines bouncing off the walls of the bathroom. Andrew pulls himself away from you, "I buy you all these pretty dresses. Look at the crystals on your neck," he pulled on the necklace you were standing up against him. "And you still want more."
You looked deeply into his eyes and bit down on your bottom lip. His hand crept around your stomach and between your legs where he pinched your clit with his thumb and finger covered in your slick. "I want more," you nodded with a bratty smile.
Andrew smiled back before pulling your hands behind your back to unbuckle his belt. You struggled to do so without looking as he threw off his jacket and unbuttoned his dress shirt. "My perfect girl," he moaned when you turned around discarded him of his clothing until you held his length in your palm. You could barely even wrap your fingers around him to touch. "Use your mouth, darling."
You slipped down onto your knees and tightly parted your lips, taking his cock in between them. As you licked the underside of his shaft, gently sucking with Andrew's tip hitting the back of your throat, it burned your eyes to look up at him through heavy eyelids. His thumb caressed your bottom lip as his hips pushed forward only the slightest bit, causing tears to pool and fall down your cheeks.
"Don't worry, angel, I've got you," Andrew cooed as he lifted you up and set you back on the counter with your stomach and hips digging back into the marble again. "You think they'll hear you, baby?" He smirked while sliding himself through your folds, gathering your slick all together and prodding against your opening. "Not that it matters anyway. Let them know you're mine, right?"
He slipped himself inside, just so slowly that you could feel every vein and groove on his length. Andrew could feel you stretching over him, your walls like warm velvet that was so deliciously inviting. He was plunging deeper and deeper into the water until he found solace in the depths of you, his tip bruising your cervix.
"Oh," you curled your lips, eyes gazing into his. Not once did he look away as his pace started to quicken until the sounds of you two were echoing throughout the locked bathroom. You could only imagine the looks of people outside. "Andrew-" Your moan was cut off with his hand wrapping itself around your neck and squeezing.
"I don't wanna hear it," his eyes turned dark. "Good girls don't tease, 'specially not in public. Right, darling?" You nodded with tears flowing from the corners of your eyes. "So are you a good girl?" With his cock repeatedly drilling into you, his hand blocking any oxygen to your lungs, and his other hand firmly digging into the skin of your hip, it was all becoming too overwhelming. You shook your head. "Don't you want to be my good girl?" He cooed.
You nodded as your legs began to shake and the only thing holding you up with the pressure of Andrew against you. "Can I cum, please?" You struggled to say. It came out as a muted whimper.
"Already, princess?" He teased, suddenly slowing his thrusts to an agonizing pace. When he was barely sheathed inside you, not even an inch surrounded by you, he'd slowly force himself back inside until you were stretched by his girth, over and over and over again. "If you want to be my good girl, don't you think you should cum with me?"
Your eyes squeezed shut as you whined, soon to feel a pinch on your thigh. "Shut it," Andrew snapped, his hips starting to move faster again. "I don't wanna hear a single sound from you," with his hand moving from your neck to your mouth, and the other one twisting around your waist down to your clit, you could tell he was getting close. His movements were more staggered and his lips parted open.
Unable to make any sound, your arms started to violently shake and your legs were pulsing against the counter. Your orgasm was an overwhelming hot bliss, like you were resting on an open oven. It came in waves, your warmth surrounding Andrew completely.
You were shuddering uncontrollably underneath him, screaming behind Andrew's hand, and heart pounding when you heard his broken moan echo through the bathroom instead of your own.
You felt the white, hot, sticky mess inside you coat both you and your husband, spilling out onto his base and dripping down your thighs. "What a mess," he cooed, swiping his finger through the mixture and rubbing it flat on your tongue. Andrew smiled, "There's my girl." as you swallowed it.
As he pulled away from you, leaving you empty, he went to grab a napkin from the counter and carefully cleaned you up. You were swollen red between your legs and he knew that your limp wouldn't go unnoticed. "So good for me," he kissed a spot on your thigh that he'd pinched.
He clothed himself and gently grabbed the delicate fabric of your dress and pulled it over your body, buttoning the back so you were covered again. "What're you smiling at, beautiful?" He blushed.
You were grinning drunkenly at him, swinging your arms around his neck and pulling him forward for a kiss. "I love you," you murmured against his cheek. For a moment, you completely forgot you were in the bathroom of the Oscars.
"I love you, too, pretty girl," he chuckled and brushed your distressed hair behind your ear. “Come on, sweetheart, we’ve got the rest of the show.” You were snapped back into reality, suddenly remembering the crowd of paparazzi that had been outside when you and Andrew snuck into the bathroom.
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