Engaged to Andy Barber, and deeming him too safe, and only wanting to be intimate to get you pregnant, you start a sex only relationship with Ransom Drysdale. Nothing is ever easy, and you get yourself into a web of lies. Are you the only one lying?
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16, Part 17, Part 18, Part 19, Part 20, Part 21, Part 22, Part 23, Part 24, Part 25, Part 26, Part 27, Part 28, Part 29, Part 30, Part 31, Part 32, Part 33, Part 34, Part 35, Part 36, Part 37, Part 38, Part 39, Part 40, Part 41, Part 42, Part 43, Part 44, Part 45, Part 46, Part 47, Part 48, Part 49, Part 50, Part 51, Part 52, Part 53, Part 54, Part 55 💔THE END❤️
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A/N: this is a dark!fic that is a cheating story. Each chapter will be tagged with warnings. There are moments of dub con/non con, cheating, secrets, lies, manipulations, mental health, death threats, abuse, death, etc. proceed with caution. YOU are the one responsible for the content you consume.
*This has a whole heap of Chris Evans characters! I did it, I got them all, minus his early early work!
Ransom Drysdale, Andy Barber, Robert “Mr. Freezy” Pronge, Steve Rogers, Jake Jensen, Frank Adler, Mike Weiss, Paul Diskant, Curtis Everett, Ari Levinson, Bill, James Mace, Bryce Langley, Johnny Storm, Colin Shea, Harvard Hottie, Kyle, Jake Wyler, Syd, Lucas Lee, Me, Chris Evans, Dennis Baker, Dr. Fisk, Jimmy Dobyne, Ryan Ackerman, Lloyd Hansen, Neil Mavromates, Nick Gant, Judd, Casey Jones, Nick Vaughan, Stuart Stanton, Orin Scrivello, Buzz Lightyear
Warnings: Explicit language, explicit sexual content, mentions of infidelity, nude photos, pregnancy, mentions of forced pregnancy, choking, humiliation, degradation, oral sex (M receiving), 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 2.2k
Part 1
Andy’s body freezes when he sees the sad tears in your eyes. Darkening his eyes, a look that you never thought you would see coming from him. A look he would give criminals when he was still the DA. “Don’t. We’re not doing this here,” his voice a gravely whisper.
“What are you talking about? I have something I need to tell you,” you’re convinced that this is the right time.
“And you can wait. We’re not talking about your infidelities while we’re waiting on the doctor to tell us about our baby,” when he mentions infidelities, your eyes go wide staring at him. “Did you really think you could keep that from me? And Ransom fucking Drysdale, my client. We’ll talk when we get home. Now, put on your smile, and be happy that you’re carrying my baby.”
Andy’s thick fingers wipe away your tears, his gaze softening towards you, right as the doctor comes on. “Isn’t that sweet. You’ll be comforting mama a lot in the future. The crazy hormones have just started,” he sits on the chair, rolling back towards you. “So, I took a look at the ultrasound pictures, and I need to check something else out.”
“Is everything okay?” you ask nervously, stealing a glance at Andy who even looks scared.
“What is it that you two do?” he cheerfully asks, and you both relax. Surely if it was bad news, he wouldn’t be so jovial.
“I’m a defense attorney. She was my secretary,” with the past tense word you look at him. “But I think it’s time for her to just be a mom.”
“Well, that’s a good thing,” he reinserts the wand, looking at the screen. “Hmm...” the quiet in the room is unbearable. You and Andy both look at the monitor and not seeing what the doctor is looking for. “Okay, let’s listen for the heartbeats,” pulling out the wand he grabs up the doppler. Roaming it around on your stomach, and Andy’s hand squeezes tightly to yours. “There it is,” you both tear up at the fast beat of your baby’s heart. “Hold on,” he wiggles around a bit more. “Just what I suspected.”
“What?” Andy’s voice hoarse with anticipation. He’s not one for waiting, clearly.
“Another heartbeat,” the doctor smiles back at you two. Turning off the doppler, before showing you the ultrasound pictures. “Looks a bit hidden. Two different amniotic sacs. They won’t be identical.”
“Wait, twins?” you ask. Your mind going a mile a minute, and if they’re not identical it could mean...two fathers. You swallow bile, and refuse to look at Andy in this moment. The doctor nods at the two of you. If it wasn’t for Andy and his stupid sugar pills you wouldn’t be in this mess.
“Had you been trying to conceive?”
“Yeah, we didn’t want to wait for the wedding. It’s tomorrow actually. Small get together,” Andy is so proud when he speaks. Holding on desperately to this lie of a happy family.
“Well congratulations. I’ll see you in four weeks. Rosana will make your next appointment.”
Once the two of you get into the car, Andy’s demeanor changes. His jaw pulses with the constant clenching of his jaw. The veins in his hand seem to protrude a bit more, and you can’t stand the quiet torture, wishing he would just shout at you or something. “How did you know?” you whisper, eyes staring out your side window, scared to look at Andy.
Andy breathes in deeply, and exhales in a huff. Opening his phone, he fiddles around before handing it to you. You finally spare him a glance before picking up the phone. A picture of a close up shot of a cock stretching out someone’s pussy. Flicking through the photos, you then see a naked picture of you in Ransom’s bathroom. “I thought it was a mistake. The first photo. Wasn’t sure why it was sent to me. Even if those lips looked familiar. Then the second photo came through. You couldn’t deny that one, could you?”
There are no words to be said, so you lock the phone. Gently handing it back to Andy before looking back out your window. “There’s more photos. I also had you followed,” you want to be angry at Andy, but you were the one that was unfaithful. “Every time I went out of town you ran to him. Did it mean anything?”
Crying and unable to speak you just shake your head no. “You could look at me when you’re lying to me.”
You turn to look at him. His face still just stoic, showing no emotions, even though you know you’re breaking his heart. “Not lying. He didn’t mean anything to me, it was just sex.”
Biting his lip Andy struggles to say what he wants to say, “You weren’t protecting yourself were you? Even when I asked you. You were fucking him, while he was on the phone with me.”
“It wasn’t like that.”
“Were you protecting yourself?” Andy yells, his hand grips tightly to the gearshift, and you shake your head no. “They’re mine. Both of them. Do you understand?”
“But, what if...?”
“No, they’re mine. They’re ours. We won’t speak of this again. Was Ransom the only one?” when he sees the fresh tears in your eyes, and the way your body heaves, he knows he’s not. “Who?”
“Andy,” you begin. Nothing you can say could ease this blow.
“Who?” another raise of his voice happens when you pull into the garage.
“It’s complicated. I didn’t have a choice, Ransom and him threatened our life,” you look into his deep blue eyes, wanting him to understand before you tell him.
“Pronge?” with a single nod yes of your head, Andy finally loses it. “Are you fucking kidding me? You tell me this the day before our wedding? How could you?”
“I told you, it wasn’t like that. I didn’t want to. I just didn’t want you to find out, and he threatened our lives. I’m sorry,” without another word Andy gets out of the car, slamming the door behind him. You continue to sit in the car, thinking about everything. You and Andy both suck. You both lied. You both betrayed each other. Neither of you have business going through with this marriage.
Marching past Andy and into your shared bedroom you look over to yours and his packed luggage, and decide to grab a backpack. You need to leave. Andy stands in the bedroom doorway watching you. “What are you doing?”
“It’s clear this isn’t going to work out.”
“Our wedding is tomorrow,” his body walks closer to you but you jerk out of his embrace.
“That’s what you’re thinking of. We betrayed each other. You exchanged my pills for sugar pills to force me into a pregnancy, that I said we weren’t ready for.”
“Because you were fucking my client.”
“I was breaking it off,” when the words come out of your mouth, you realize just how ridiculous it sounds.
“Because that makes it better,” Andy rolls his eyes, sitting on the bed, and removes everything that you put into the backpack.
“Stop,” your voice an angry growl.
“No, you stop. I forgive you. Let’s put this in the past. I want you in my life. I want you as the mother of my kids. I want us to be a family.”
“Andy, we lied to each other for months. You allowed me to sneak behind your back so I could continue an affair,” your hands wipe at your eyes, but tears continue to fall.
“I was hoping you would quit. You realize he played you for a fool. Sending nude photos of you, with him,” overcome with emotions you just shake your head. Andy wraps his strong arms around you, pulling you close to his chest. Shushing and comforting you. “I forgive you. I want to put this all behind us, start anew. Did you love him?”
“No,” you squeak out. “I love you. Just got caught up in everything.”
“What was he offering you that I couldn’t?” Andy’s voice is calm, deep and gritty. The low register, tickles your temple that’s resting on his chest, and you feel yourself heat up with lust, despite this fucked up moment.
“He didn’t want sex just to get pregnant.”
Both of you freeze in time. Andy deeply contemplates what you said. “And he fucked you hard?” his hands run down your body. Sliding down to the round globes of your ass, spreading each cheek. “You even let him fuck your ass. I might have enjoyed that, you know?”
“Andy,” you scold him, but you can’t deny how he’s talking to you in such a vulgar manner, is turning you on.
“Is that what you want? To be treated like a whore?” he pushes you off his body to look down at you, and you nod your head. “I can treat you like a whore. Not all the time, because I do like making love to you. Slowly thrusting into that tight cunt. Soon your body is going to swelling to hold my babies,” one of his hands rubs along your stomach, “Already feel you growing.”
His other hand teases your breast, “And these, they’re going to be so swollen. Do you realize how protective I’m going to be? Gotta keep you safe, keep them safe. Do you realize the lengths I would go to keep you three safe?”
“Andy...” you whimper. Your hands gripping tightly to his toned biceps, pulling your body closer to him.
“It’s over between you two, isn’t it?”
“Yes. It has been.”
“Good, this cunt is only for me. Don’t embarrass me again. Do I make myself perfectly clear?” the darkness returning back to Andy’s eyes. His hand wraps around your neck, and not to make your knees weak, but in a threatening manner. Quickly you nod your head, and he squeezes tighter. “Is that how good girls answer?”
“I won’t embarrass you again,” your voice painfully squeaks out. Cheeks reddened with the lack of oxygen with how tight Andy holds your neck.
Loosening only a bit, allowing you the smallest amount of air, his fingers glide up your thigh, moving aside your panties, he feels the slick pooling. “You really are a slut you know that? Go get yourself cleaned up. You need a good night’s sleep so you can become my beautiful wife.”
His hands slightly shove you towards the bathroom, and you pout at him. “Did you honestly think I would fuck you after that?”
“But you said you forgave me.”
“And I do. There has to be a form of punishment for you. And what’s more punishment for a whore than to withhold sex? Don’t worry, I’ll make the wait worth it. Pull your wedding dress over your head, so I can fuck you from behind. That’s how he did it wasn’t it? He enjoyed making you faceless, fucking you from behind. Do I need to start taking pictures of my conquests too?”
You want to be humiliated by his words, but they’re doing the exact opposite. They’re actually turning you on. Your eyes full of lust stare at Andy, and you’re ashamed at the lack of shame you feel from this.
“You know, it’s not me that needs to be punished though. On your fucking knees.”
“What?” you turn back around to look at him.
“On. Your. Fucking. Knees,” your body reacts and you sink slowly to your knees. “Take my cock out, princess. You’re going to suck me like your life depends on it.”
Your fingers slowly undo his button, reaching into his boxers you pull out his hardening cock. Smiling up at him, because you realize that even Andy is getting off on being more aggressive. He can try to deny it, but he’s enjoying it. Wrapping your fingers around his base, you lick a long stripe up the underside of his glorious cock. Kissing the precum away on his tip. Kitten licking him, until fully sinking your mouth over his length.
His fingers slide along your face, before holding tightly onto your face. Knowing that Andy is about to fuck your mouth, you hollow your cheeks, loosening the hold you have on him. Rolling your eyes up to peer at him, his cock nearly fully sunk to the back of your throat.
“You look so pretty like this, honey,” he gently says before using his hands to shove you deeper on him. Fucking your face unforgiving. Even smiling when you begin gagging on his cock. “Want me to stop?”
You shake your head no. Needing him to continue his rough pace. He does grant a moment of air, before he’s crashing his cock to the back of your throat. “If I would have known this was all it would take, to keep you faithful.” With one final hitch of his hips, you feel his warm cum spurt deeply in the back of your throat.
Andy’s hands wrap around your throat, bringing your back up to your feet. “And if you ever embarrass me again. I won’t be easy on you. You want to be treated like a slut; I’ll fucking treat you like a slut. Have I made myself fucking clear?”
“Yes, Andy.”
“That’s fucking daddy. Remember, you’re carrying my children now. Treat me with respect. You’re mine now. Stuck with me. Are we clear?” his hands never leave your neck. But toying with you and your emotions, he contracts his hold on you slightly.
“Yes, daddy.”
“Good girl. Get yourself cleaned up. We’ve got a wedding tomorrow.”
Welcome to the desperate lives of the EvanStanVerse
Desperate Affairs
Engaged to Andy Barber, and deeming him too safe, and only wanting to be intimate to get you pregnant, you start a sex only relationship with Ransom Drysdale. Nothing is ever easy, and you get yourself into a web of lies. Are you the only one lying?
Revisit Desperate Affairs
Additional chapters for the things that happened in Desperate Affairs, don’t read this until you finish DA
Desperate Lives in Chronological Order
All the characters and expansion in timeline order
Desperate Love
Expansion featuring Ransom and Kitten’s life of being married, having more children, hardships, family drama.
Desperate Relations
Expansion of the life of the characters in Desperate Affairs (Make sure to read that part first)
Desperate Affairs. You’ve been warned. The readers who read as I wrote this almost two years ago weren’t. By the way, every Chris Evans character (from Lloyd Hansen and before) are in this story.
Engaged to Andy Barber, and deeming him too safe, and only wanting to be intimate to get you pregnant, you start a sex only relationship wit
You’ve. Been. Warned.
DARK FIC! Proceed with caution.
A/N: can I just say, that I never intended Andy to be this toxic. It just happened.
How do you think Ran & Kitten celebrated their first wedding anniversary?
Well, their first anniversary they did have a little baby Blade, so they didn't go too far, because neither one wanted to be away from their baby boy. Ransom being a new father was hard to keep away from him.
My Pretty Baby
Summary: Ran's and Kitten's first year of marriage
Pairings: Ransom Drysdale X Reader
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, unprotected sex, PIV sex, fingering, oral sex (M/F receiving), spit kink, choking, lactation kink, praise kink, mommy kink, oral fixation, age regression, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 1.1K
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Desperate Love Masterlist
Most of the ride to the cabin you spend just staring at your husband. Ransom Drysdale, your husband. You two had made it a year. A year and now three kids. It was overwhelming at times, it was hard at times, but with Ransom right beside you, it was well worth it. "What do you wanna do when we get there?" he asks you, moving his hand from yours to slide up and down your thigh.
"Is sleep an option?"
"I did not come all this way out here for us to sleep in the bed," sliding his hand up even further on your thigh he gives you a crooked grin, sight turning back to the road. "There's some other things I'd like to do with you in the bed. On the couch, on the porch, on the counter, on the table, in the bathtub..."
"I get Ran, you want to fuck your wife all over the cabin."
"Exactly, Kitten. You can sleep all you want, I'm still fucking you," you laugh, but know he's partially telling the truth. "You could be asleep, and I'll crawl in between your thighs, so I can have breakfast."
"Would you hush?" his hand travels even more up your thigh, until he reaches your covered mound. His fingers swipe up your slit, and you release a little moan.
"Uh huh, just as I suspected. You my dear wife, you have a disease."
"Oh no, what ever will I do?" your voice drips with playful sarcasm, the cabin finally coming into view.
"There's only one cure to Ineedtofuckmyhusbanditis," he laughs at his corny joke, "You just have to fuck me. After enough treatments, everything should be good to go."
"You gotta catch me first," you tell him sprinting out of the car. Ransom right behind you, when you try to put the code in, opening the door, but he pushes his body up against your back. His tight and swollen pants pressed up against you, and you turn around to gaze into those dark blue eyes, "I love you."
"Love you too, Kitten," he responds before picking you up, and marching to the master suite. Throwing your body on the bed, before his hand circles around your ankle, pulling you back down to the foot of the bed. "You see that lake?" he asks, ripping off your dress and panties. You just nod your head, "We're going swimming naked. You're not wearing clothes this whole weekend."
Ransom jerks your thighs apart and moans at the sight of your glistening folds. His fingers run up and down to spread around your slick, before entering two thick fingers. Pressing his palm firmly on your clit, he comes back up to watch your face grow with the fiery pleasure he creates. Leaning forward he kisses up your neck, smiling at every whimper he's able to get out of you. "Ran..." you pant. He gives you a final kiss to your slack mouth before he sinks down. His mouth already sucking on your bundle of nerves.
His eyes never leave your face, as he works your tight hole. With a curl of his fingers your body rocks and you yelp, "Thatta girl, found it didn't I Kitten. I hear her purring," you roll your eyes at his stupid little joke he loves, but his fingers just pump into you more aggressive and the eye roll isn't one of annoyance, but pure ecstasy. Hitting your special spot over and over again, until your back bows off the bed, and he slows down his speed to finger fuck you through your orgasm. "That, is my favorite face you make."
Without responding you sit up, pulling off Ransom's shirt, licking your way down his chest, before you're the one ripping his jeans off, pulling them down to see his cock bounce up in your face. Getting onto your knees you kiss up his length, tonguing the precum at the tip before sinking over him, all the way down to the root. Gagging with tears coming to your eyes, and he begins to fuck your mouth.
Staring up at him, he sees how fucked out you're becoming. "My little cockslut aren't ya," and you can only moan in agreeance. "Enough. I need that pretty cunt," he says gruffly pushing you off of him, you scoot back on the bed, but Ransom gets one look at your swollen tits, and something in his face changes.
"We've got all weekend baby."
He takes a few slow blinks, eyes never leaving his favorite part of you. It's not just getting a baby that Ransom loves. "Come here sweet boy," you coo up at him. "Let me take good care of you, okay?" his eyes go a bit dopey as he crawls up the bed, quickly giving you pecking kisses on your mouth.
"Want you to warm my cock too."
"Whatever you want, baby," sitting up, he watches you hover over him, and sinking down, you move your hands around his beautiful face. The two of you just soaking the other in, until you guide his mouth to suckle on your buds. Your fingers brushing away his stray hairs, as he partakes in his favorite past time, "You're my sweet boy aren't you?" his eyes flutter closed, and he quickly nods his head.
Bouncing over to the other tit, his eyes roll up to look at you with such softness, "There ya go, baby. Take what you need from mommy. Your such a sweet boy for me aren't you? My pretty baby has been stressed out, hasn't he?" he stares up at you in wonder, and his hands tighten on your ass. "No, sweet baby, I need you to focus on you. Take your time."
He releases from your engorged breast with a pop, eyes closing as he straightens back up. His hand reaches for yours, and you press your thumb in his mouth, holding it there for him to suck on. "There you go baby. Let me take care of you. I'll always love you, always be there for you."
Another tight grab of your ass, and you roll your hips on him. His moan vibrates your thumb, and it causes you to continue to work his cock. His head jerks back, and the two of you pause your movements. "I love you so much Kitten."
"Love you too, baby."
"Now, I need you to fuck me, so we can fall asleep with our fingers in each other," not one to disappoint you grind over top of him. His whimpers and moans do more for you than even the way he feels inside. This moment between the two of you so vulnerable and so special, you would do this over and over again for your husband. You can tell he's getting close, when he pouts, pressing his face into your shoulder and he releases the most pitiful mewl, before the two of you cum together.
Laying down on the bed, the two of you facing one another, Ransom places your leg over his hip, before sinking two fingers into your cunt, and you place your thumb back in his mouth, before the two of you drift into a peaceful sleep.
In the DA verse, there were some talks of Ransom wanting to watch movies together with Kitten even when they were only fucking. It was when Kitten knew Ransom had feelings for her but she kept pushing away and just used him for sex, but is it possible for us to see that? When Ransom wanted to do the all-out aftercare 101 with Kitten pre-babies, pre-marriage to Andy? 🥹
🍁 (been reading this whole universe since the first chapter was published and I decided to reread it and oh gosh, it’s still the best ever!!! now there are like 7,000 characters and all of them have healthy & beautiful arcs 😭 so proud of you for creating and sharing your art, Jen!!!)
So here is the moment that without a doubt these two knew that they were in love, and were fighting it. But obviously there was some lead up to that point. This was just the moment where they KNEW and admitted it. Kitten even got to the point where she was going to leave Andy for Ransom, and when she got there he was leaned over some cocaine, and it scared her. She thought that Ransom was never going to grow up, so she left. But let's look at two different perspectives of when each knew it was more than just sex.
(You're an OG 🥺😭 There's so many characters AND it's still growing. The Drysdale's haven't stopped having kids yet, and we still got to go back in time to see the Barnes children, and there's a lot 😂 but I love it and it's still fun! Thank you for joining me on this twisted journey 🍁)
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Glad You Didn’t
Summary: it was supposed to be just sex
Pairings: Ransom X Reader
Rating: mildly explicit
Warnings: language, sexual content, mentions of Andy’s abuse, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 1.5K
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Ransom crawls out of the bed, your body completely spent and passed out, and something comes over him. He didn’t know what he was doing when he went to grab a bottle of water, started a pot of coffee, and came back to the bedroom with a warm washcloth.
Taking his time to clean his spend out of you, leaving you only to whimper Ran up at him. “Shh, let me take care of you,” those words had never been uttered out of Ransom’s mouth. This was supposed to be sex. A good time, and nothing was off limits with you. Now things could go from complete filth to the two of you giggling at one another.
“Coffee?” you whisper, smelling the bitter brew. Your eyes and mind start to wake up.
“Water first,” Ransom informs you. Pulling you up a bit to rest the bottle on your lips. You take a long gulp from the fresh liquid. “There’s a good girl.”
Jerking your body away, you glare at him. “I told you not to call me that. That’s for…I gotta go.”
“Don’t. I’m sorry,” more words that had never been spoken from Ransom. He never felt remorse. But he did, and he sure as hell didn’t want you to leave. “You haven’t even had your coffee.”
“It’s a K cup. It’s not that special,” with a bit of an upset look, you almost feel bad for saying it. “I’m sorry, the fact that you’re making coffee is very special.”
“Exactly sweet kitty cat,” he feels the sweet smile printing over his face, and he can’t have that, “that way you can get ready for round two.”
You want to be annoyed at just how cocky he is. And in some aspects, Ransom deserves that right. You don’t come around him for sweetness and cuddles. You come around for the best sex of your life. There’s an exhilarating harshness. To it. An almost cavalier approach to sex, and you would think he wouldn’t care if you got off, but he did. He wanted you begging him to let you rest, while he tells you one more time. It’s never one more time. He got off on those tears. Knowing that he could pull orgasm after orgasm out of you. Got off on how much your body needed him.
You could feel a shift. The exciting quick wham bam thank you ma’am, becoming marathons. Not even wanting to leave, because it was that good. Looking into the mirror to watch him as he fucks you from behind. Almost always, from behind. There was never a moment where it was too intimate. But then, he lifts your body up to his, still pounding into your core, and you see it. A softness in his eyes before he captures his lips with your own.
The two of you had stayed away from kissing for so long, but the moment that it happened, after all these months, something felt right. Exciting, yes. But peaceful. Despite how his hips surly have to be causing you bruises on your tender ass, his mouth is so sweet and soft.
Pulling back to look at your blissed out face. His eyes half lidded and it scares you. The stirring in your belly is how you’re supposed to be looking at your fiancé. But it’s no the way Andy looks at you. Ransom is the one giving you that complete adoration.
“Ransom,” your voice pants out on his lips.
“I know,” and you’re not sure what it is he knows. Is it that he knows what you’re feeling or knows that you’re about to cum. But the way that orgasm stuns your body. Your whole physical being trembling from the high and from the fear of what it all means.
There’s a delicate movement in the way he laid you down on the bed. The way that he slowly pulls the covers up your body, only to stop. His hands slowly rubbing over a tender spot, “What happened?” his voice soft and whispered. You know exactly what happened. Andy happened.
“I’m clumsy.”
“Andy know how clumsy you are?” a darkness laced in his voice, that your sure is pure jealousy, that he’s the one you’ll be going home to.
“He is my fiancé.”
“Shh,” he pulls the covers fully up your body. Ghosting his lips across your shoulder blades. This shouldn’t be happening. He normally lets you sleep, and then wake up to shower. Leave him with a, I’ll call you soon. But this, a part of you wants to bask in this, and the other part wants to flee. Pretend this isn’t happening. You’re engaged. “You wanna watch a movie?”
“I wanna sleep.”
“Yeah,” he moans throwing himself back on the bed. “I did fuck your lights out. Had your body trembling and aching for my cock. I bet Andy doesn’t do that for you.”
“At least he knows how to commit,” you see his jaw clench as he bites at his lip. Wanting to make a comment but he thinks better of it. “I should go.”
“You should take a nap. I’m gonna watch a movie. And then I’ll fuck you awake,” that was the Ransom you knew. With a satisfied moan, you start to close your eyes.
“Ran?”
“You never can get enough of me filling you up, huh?” you shake your head no, lifting up a leg so he can enter two fingers. Finally feeling comfortable enough to sleep. Your eyes flutter close, and Ransom can’t help but to stare at you.
He knows there’s something not right about Andy. He wants you to admit it. Wants you to give him a reason to dispose of the prick. He doubts you ever will. But when you admitted to him that you never slept with Andy’s fingers in you, he knows you’re feeling it, too. Knew that somewhere along the way those lines got blurred.
He had felt the shift a few weeks ago, when you had randomly showed up to his door without a call. Tears in your eyes, and you didn’t just have sex. The two of you talked. And when sex finally happened it was slow, both of you on the couch, while you actually faced him riding on top. That was the first time Ransom knew, you ruined him for other women.
When he thought he was going to take care of you after something Andy had done, you were extra soft and taking care of him. Giving him this sweet moment and soft touches he had been craving. He just wanted someone to love him for him.
Finishing together, only to have you lay your head on his shoulder, planting open mouth kisses on his neck.
He should have backed off. But he craved more. Got excited for those little texts of when you would be coming by. Going back to fucking you from behind, as it should be. But with that shift, there’s no going back. The icy cool heart of Hugh Ransom Drysdale was melting, and it was more than just your wet heat. He wanted you there every night. Had to smack himself when he saw a future with you. He knows he shouldn’t be feeling this way. Having to resort to his cocky way of speaking, even though inside he doesn’t want you to leave.
With his free hand he pushes back your baby hairs. Your mouth set at a pout, and he gives you a chaste kiss. “You can stay if you want,” he only says such things when you’re asleep, but this time you weren’t fully asleep.
“Trying to lock me up in your tower and keep me as your sex doll, huh?”
“Someone’s got to fuck you right,” he answers quickly, unaware that you were going to hear him. “I wouldn’t mind keeping you here as my cum dump.”
“So romantic.”
“It’s just sex, Kitten,” he knows he’s such a liar.
“Right, just sex,” you close your eyes again because you can’t bare to look at him anymore. You repeat over and over in your head. It’s just sex. And you should leave. “What’re you watching?”
“Legends of the Fall. I can grab us some popcorn and snacks.”
“It’s just sex, remember?”
He hates this, but also fears the rejection, should he be honest with you. “You need to replenish yourself after I fucked you that good.”
“True. You make some snacks, I’m gonna shower.”
Lies. Always lies. But if it’s what you two have to do to get some normalcy about what you’re doing. It’s what you’re going to do. Until, you learned about his addictive habit. You just knew Andy was the right choice. But you still couldn’t stay away. Still couldn’t bring yourself to leave him alone. And now you’re glad you didn’t.
“I have done Andy so dirty in the past.” // Understatement of the decade. 😂😭😂😭
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My first Andy fic....Desperate Affairs....I have had multiple people say that they hate Andy because of that fic, and they struggle to read for him now.
