annoyingcali

munch!andy who’s had a very hectic day at practice. he had been up for three nights straight brainstorming ideas for their next album. all he wanted to do was bury his face between your thighs and decompress. the man was an eater at heart.

munch!andy who really doesn’t care that you havent showered yet. he found your aroma intoxicating. placing his head on your lap andy takes a deep breath, closing his eyes in order to fully savor your natural scent.

munch!andy who just can’t help himself. he runs his tongue up and down your clothed pussy. it really doesn’t matter that your underwear is blocking him. he’s just so happy to be here in this moment.

munch!andy who only got the tongue piercing for you. he could barely wait for the wound to heal before he was back at it again. the cold metal sending shivers up your spine.

munch!andy who wishes you weren’t so sensitive. he wants to go for hours but you’re crying, begging him to give you a break. you’re barely able to articulate a full sentence as you attempt to push his head away from your sex. “please andy..i really can’t take it anymore”

munch!andy who just doesn’t want to stop. he feels awful as you continue to cry for him to give you a break. “i’m sorry baby just a little more. you can hold on for a few more minutes i know it”.

munch!andy who takes every chance he can get between your legs. before work, after work, inbetween chores, the dead of night or bright and early. andy was always ready and willing.

munch!andy who never washes his face after he’s done. he wants to enjoy it all during the day. “it’s good for the skin” he says. he loves smelling you on his upper lip, smiling every time he catches a whiff.

munch!andy who gets hangry when he’s not able to eat it. while he’s on tour he’s irritable and easily agitated. his band mates assume he’s home sick, since they have been on the road for two months straight. little did they know andy was fiending for your taste.

munch!andy who begs you to play with yourself over the phone. he’s trying to keep his voice low as joe and pete are chatting right behind the door. “i don’t ask for much y/n” he pleads “i want to hear you touch yourself”. the bathroom is cramped and hot. he’s sweating bullets as he presses the phone to his ear.

munch!andy who is trying not to make any noise. he bites down on his lip hard enough to draw blood. despite the copper taste on his tongue all he can focus on is the sounds of your fingers working your clit. he can hear how wet you are through the phone. god he can practically taste you. “i missed hearing that”. he hums, stroking his cock with a feverish speed. at this point he didn’t care if he got caught. he was far too focused on imagining what you looked like right now. “go faster”. his tone isn’t demanding in the least. it’s needy and broken. “you have no idea how much i miss that fuckin’ pussy. i’d have your legs shaking in five minutes if i was there”.

munch!andy who continues to beg you for pictures. “just put the phone under your skirt im not picky”. he really isn’t. no matter how blurry the picture he still takes it with a smile on his face.

munch!andy who begs to eat it from the back the minute he gets home. no “hi hello how are you.” just an insatiable hunger that needed to be quenched. he wraps his arms around your thighs, pushing his face deeper into your cunt. it’s not long before he feels his stomach tighten. in an instant he loses all self control allowing himself to succumb to his instincts.