open to bottoms. men who bottom.
note: while i am not going to add another muse, it’s still necessary to mention that they could pop up (at least within andy’s fear). additionally that last line can be about a roommate if you are up for a third member joining in, i am just not going to be the one wwriting it lol.
connection: neighbour, lover, boyfriend, fiancé, ex turned maybe not ex anymore, guest’s ex or current boyfriend because *shrugs*.
Maybe he had gone far too far with the edging, stopping everytime he felt too shaken and too pressure and too aware that he was near conclusion. Not only was his cock acking, but as soon as he allowed himself to cum, he... had a big deal going on. His cock, that expanded more so for his magical nature than a human one, could barely be moved away of his lover’s insides, and aware of that, and at the first sign of pain from the other, he shook his head and calmed him down. “Nevermind, this is good too, isn’t it?” Andy asked, raising a brow and smiling weakly as he breathed out, arms firmly holding onto the base of the other’s body and carrying them away from the table that they had made their surface. With slow steps, and careful guidance, Andy set them down over the counter, and pushed a little bit deeper to settle in in a safer position, reaching out for a piece of paper to clean away the drying cum off of their chest, not caring much about his own. If his lover had to stick with more than just a piece of him inside, he could deal with a bit of their cum over his abdomen.
Once done, he walked them up to the couch, setting their head over the armrest for further comfort, while he sat over a knee. Reaching for a cloth normally used for decoration, he covered connected bodies, for the least he wanted was to be interrupted by family, or a random appearing friend.














