Can you do Current!Andy x bunny reader where Andy’s super grumpy and upset after a long day and bunny finds him sitting in the living room looking upset so she sits by his feet and asks him what’s wrong then gives him a blow job to cheer him up? Thank you in advance <3
yess of course!! i love this idea!! sorry for the wait <3
warnings: 18+, smut, blowjob, daddy kink, sir kink, dom/sub dynamic, pet play.
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the front door slammed shut harder than usual, and you knew immediately that andy’s day had been one of those days. you stayed quiet in the kitchen for a few minutes, giving him space, but when the house remained too still, you padded softly into the living room.
he was slumped on the couch, still in his dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up, elbows on his knees, jaw tight. his dark eyes stared at nothing. the usual commanding presence felt heavy tonight, weighed down by whatever bullshit the world had thrown at him.
you didn’t speak at first. you simply crossed the room and sank to your knees beside his feet, bunny ears headband slightly crooked from how quickly you’d moved. your soft hand rested gently on his thigh.
“andy?” you asked quietly, looking up at him with those big, concerned eyes he could never resist. “what’s wrong, daddy?”
He exhaled through his nose, one large hand coming down to stroke your hair almost absentmindedly. “long fucking day, bunny. everything that could go wrong did. i’m not in the mood to talk about it.”
you nodded, cheek brushing against his knee. for a moment you just stayed there, letting him feel your warmth, your quiet devotion. then you shifted closer, nuzzling against the growing bulge in his slacks.
“c-can I make it better?” you whispered, fingers already working at his belt with practiced care. “please?”
andy’s breath hitched, even exhausted and pissed off, the sight of you on your knees like that, all eager and soft hit him square in the chest. “yeah, baby. go on.”
you freed him with gentle hands, his thick cock already half-hard just from your closeness. you pressed a sweet kiss to the tip before taking him into your mouth, slow and warm and reverent. no rush, just long, wet strokes of your tongue, hollowing your cheeks as you bobbed deeper, letting the head nudge the back of your throat.
“fuck… that’s it,” he groaned, fingers tightening in your hair. the tension in his shoulders started to melt as you worshipped him with your mouth. you hummed softly around him, the vibration making his thighs flex. every little sound you made, every eager swirl of your tongue, reminded him exactly why he was so goddamn gone for you.
you pulled off just long enough to look up at him, lips shiny and swollen. “taste so good, sir. just w-want to make you feel better.”
andy’s chest ached with how much he loved you in that moment. his sweet little bunny, dropping to the floor the second she saw he was upset, offering her pretty mouth like the most natural comfort in the world. no demands, no questions, just pure devotion.
“you’re too good to me,” he murmured roughly, thumb brushing your cheek. “such a sweet little thing. my perfect bunny.”
you beamed at the praise and dove back down, taking him even deeper, throat working around him as you sucked with renewed purpose. andy’s head fell back against the couch, low groans spilling from him as the stress of the day drained away with every wet, filthy pass of your lips.
he was so down bad for you it wasn’t even funny. watching your lashes flutter, feeling your soft hands cup his balls, hearing the little happy noises you made while you pleasured him. you weren’t just sucking him off to get him off; you were comforting him, loving him in the way only his bunny could.
when he finally came, it was with a deep, guttural moan, cock twitching as he spilled down your throat. you swallowed every drop, then gently cleaned him with your tongue, little kitten licks, before tucking him away again.
andy pulled you up onto his lap immediately, wrapping his strong arms around you and burying his face in your neck.
“christ, bunny,” he whispered against your skin, voice hoarse with affection. “you’re the sweetest little thing in the fucking world. don’t know what I did to deserve you.”
you snuggled into his chest, soft hair brushing his jaw, content just to be held by your grumpy daddy now that he was soft and warm again.
“better?” you asked softly.
he kissed the top of your head, squeezing you tighter.
“yeah, baby. much better. my good girl.” he said, a toothy grin slapped on his face.