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He didn’t know where it started. Black Veil Brides had just finished their set, while Nick was getting wasted with his friends. Halfway through his beer (God knows how many he’s had at this point), he suddenly felt a tug at his shoulder. It was Andy, looking quite tipsy himself.
Nick didn’t particularly remember what exactly Andy said to him at the time.
Not that it really mattered though.
All he knew was that Andy whispered a few sweet nothings into his ear, and now Nick was kissing Andy in his hotel room.
They were eager to feel each other, mouths connected as they stumbled their way into the room clumsily, barely remembering to lock the door behind them.
Andy pushed Nick against the wall, his lips still on Nick. The taste of Nick on his lips was addicting. Andy couldn’t help but slip his tongue into Nick’s mouth, wanting to devour the older man’s mouth.
Nick was pushed into the wall, Andy’s hips grinding into his hips hard. Nick could feel Andy’s hard on brushing against his thigh.
The thought of Andy being as excited as him right now just turned him on more.
Andy broke away from the kiss first. Both of them were panting heavily, faces separated mere inches away from each other. They were close enough to each other that they could feel each other’s breath on their cheeks.
Andy’s face was smeared in black paint, remnants of Nick’s makeup that hadn’t been removed yet. His lips were red and swollen from the bruising kiss they shared.
Nick looked away bashfully, seemingly embarrassed by how Andy’s eyes were studying him.
“Not backing out now, are you, rockstar?” Andy questioned in a teasing tone, still catching his breath from their make-out session.
“…of course, not” Nick said shyly. His hands were still clamping onto Andy’s waist. It felt so small in his hands.
Nick leaned in first, closing the distance between them, kissing Andy deeply. Andy moaned into the kiss, hands moving from where they were placed on his shoulders.
Andy’s hands wandered throughout Nick’s body, grabbing at wherever he could. Eventually, Andy’s hands settled in Nick’s hair, tugging at it slightly, tilting Nick’s slightly downwards.
Nick handed control over to Andy, trembling at Andy’s touch on his sensitive skin.
Nick turned his head to the side, giving Andy better access to his neck. Andy nipped at his neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks. Andy’s hands began feeling around Nick’s chest, touching the soft skin underneath his sweat-stained shirt.
Without warning, Andy bit down, hard. Nick let out a yelp, shocked at the sudden pain. All it did was turn him on more though, his dick growing even harder than before, straining painfully against his skinny jeans.
He couldn’t take it anymore, so he dragged Andy to the bed while their lips were still locked. Andy pushed Nick onto the bed, looking at him with a hungry gaze.
Andy seemed to run out of patience, pulling Nick’s pants down to gain access to his cock. He grabbed it and started stroking it aggressively, still biting harshly at Nick’s neck.
Surprisingly, Nick didn’t seem to mind the marks. In fact, he liked that Andy was leaving evidence of them spending the night together.
The stimulation made Nick let out a needy whine, which spurred on Andy more. Hastily, Andy pushed up Nick’s shirt, demanding access to his bare chest.
Andy moved downwards, mouthing at Nick’s chest. He sucked Nick’s nipple, earning a harsh gasp from the other man. Andy’s free hand grasped Nick’s other nipple, squeezing hard.
The slick glide of Andy’s palm against his hard dick brought Nick closer to the edge. He started to let out a series of breathy moans as Andy quickened his pace.
Nick was getting closer, and closer. All it took was a little more, and Nick would find release. Just a little more-
“Andy- I’m gonna- “Nick pleaded desperately.
Before Nick could reach his climax, Andy squeezed the head of his cock, purposefully stopping Nick from coming.
Nick let out a groan at that, as he looked up to see Andy with a shit-eating grin on his face.
“It wouldn’t do us any good to have you coming so soon from just a handjob, you know.’ Andy said teasingly.
Andy took a bottle of lube from God knows where, and squeezed a large amount of it onto his fingers.
Andy pulled off the rest of Nick’s pants off his body with his free hand, leaving his lower half completely bare.
A hand creeped under Nick’s leg, pushing his leg up for better access to his ass.
A lubed finger prodded at Nick’s hole, causing Nick to suck in a harsh gasp. Nick let out a whimper as a finger slipped into his ass.
The finger thrusted in and out, occasionally brushing against Nick’s prostate. Nick bit down on his hand, trying to muffle his moans. His other hand held desperately onto Andy, gripping at his tank top, slightly ripping it in the process (it was ripped in the first place anyways).
Andy inserted another finger, scissoring Nick on the inside so that he would be adequately stretched for further access. Soon, two turned into three, and squelching sounds could be heard throughout the room.
The stretch from Andy’s fingers slightly burned, but the pain simply added to his pleasure. Nick’s abandoned cock was leaking precum, twitching as it craved more attention.
Once Andy decided Nick was loose enough, his fingers slipped out. He impatiently slipped a condom on, quickly lubing himself up. He didn’t want Nick to feel any discomfort after all.
Positioning himself above Nick, he pushed into Nick while kissing him, muffling and quieting the stray moans escaping his lips. Once he was all the way in, he kissed Nick on his face to soothe him, allowing him to adjust to the intrusion inside him.
Nick tugged at Andy’s arms, signaling that he was ready. Then, Andy pulled himself out almost all the way, only to thrust back in forcefully.
The air was knocked out of Nick’s lungs, as Andy began to mercilessly pound into him. Nick’s hands clawed at Andy’ back, hard enough to surely leave marks.
Andy’s cock constantly brushed against Nick’s spot, causing multiple whimpers and moans to escape Nick’s lips. Nick’s cock was rubbed against Andy’s stomach, bringing Nick closer to the edge.
Suddenly, a hand clasped around Nick’s throat, then tightened. Nick wasn’t expecting the sudden cut in airflow, taking in large gasps of air. The lack of oxygen made Nick feel all loopy, turning him on even more.
Each thrust brought Nick closer to the edge. The sounds escaping Andy’s gorgeous lips were driving Nick completely crazy. All Nick could think about was Andy above him, around him, inside him-
Andy’s voice was intoxicating, causing Nick to melt under his touch. Nick just wanted to stay like this forever, his arms wrapped around Andy’s neck, feeling his warmth against his body.
Andy’s thrusts became more erratic, letting out desperate moans and pants. He was approaching his climax. Nick pulled Andy closer, pleading for more from Andy, to not stop, to go harder.
“Don’t stop- Andy- “Nick chanted Andy’s name like a prayer.
Andy’s teeth clamped down onto Nick’s shoulder, his face buried in Nick’s face.
That was enough to send Nick over edge. Nick came, his release all over both his and Andy’s stomach. Some of it landed on Andy’s tank top, staining it.
Andy didn’t seem to mind, his mouth still on Nick’s shoulder. His hips stilled; cock buried deep in Nick’s ass.
After catching his breath, they stayed like that for a while, Andy’s weight smothering him in the best way possible. Feeling Andy’s body pressed against his was comforting. If he could, he would like to stay like this forever.
Andy pulled out of Nick, and Nick let out a slight gasp at the sudden sensation. Andy’s head was still laying on Nick’s chest. He looked up, his face flushed red while his lips were swollen.
That look on Andy was enough to turn Nick on again, causing his dick to harden slightly. Andy immediately took notice of the sensation prodding against his stomach. He grinned up at Nick, who flushed in embarrassment.
“What, you still up for another round? You’re quite insatiable, aren’t you?” Andy said in a mocking tone, though with no bite behind it.
Nick was too embarrassed and turned on by the man on top of him, and simply turned his head away in response.
Andy always found Nick’s shy side cute though. He moved to capture the other man’s mouth, tenderly kissing the man beneath him.
Nick snaked his hands up, tangling them in Andy’s unruly yet soft hair. He was so into kissing Andy that he almost missed a wet, squelching sound echoing through the room.
Nick looked down to see one of Andy’s hands reaching behind him, moving in and out…
No way…
Andy moaned into his mouth, and slipped his tongue into Nick’s mouth, deepening the kiss. Nick’s erection continued to harden as the sounds of Andy’s soft moans and the squelching sound of Andy opening himself up filled his mind with indecent thoughts.
After what felt like an eternity went by, Andy pulled away, sitting up on Nick’s lap and straddling him. He took off his tank top, exposing his bare skin to Nick. Nick reached his hands up, groping at the soft pale skin.
Andy looked down at him with the most erotic expression Nick had ever seen. It was almost like the beautiful man on top of him was an incubus trying to suck the life out of him, draining him of everything he had. Honestly, if Andy really was an incubus here to suck him dry, Nick would let it happen a million times over and die happy, just so he could see Andy like this.
The younger man raised his hips, and lined Nick’s dick against his hole. He sank down slowly, groaning slightly at the stretch. Nick felt like he was going to die from the sensation. It felt so good, unlike anyone else he had ever fucked.
It took all the restraint he had to stop himself from thrusting up into Andy’s warmth. Once Andy had bottomed out, he stayed still a while to adjust to Nick’s length. Meanwhile, Nick’s hands reached up to cup Andy’s chest, rubbing his nipples.
Andy let out a moan at that, and started to move. Andy felt so warm and perfect around him, to the point that it was getting difficult to not just bust on the spot. He held himself back, wanting to savour this moment. It wasn’t everyday you could just fuck Andy Biersack, after all.
Andy’s eyes were screwed shut, tears slipping down his face, as he was overwhelmed with sensation. His legs were starting to shake from the constant stimulation, so Nick started to move his hips upwards to meet his thrusts.
When Nick thrusted up at a certain angle, Andy threw his head back, letting out a particularly long and loud moan. His mouth was agape, as a constant stream of moans and pants escaped his lips. Nick really couldn’t believe that he was having such an effect on Andy.
Seeing Andy all debauched and fallen apart like this was doing things to Nick. He didn’t think he would ever be the same man again. Andy looked like he was straight out of a wet dream, riding Nick with all the strength he had left in his legs.
All Nick could focus was Andy. He filled all of Nick’s senses, like he was the only thing that mattered in the world right now. Nick wrapped a hand around Andy’s erection, stroking quickly.
“Nick, I’m so close- Please, Nick- “Andy begged, hands clutching at the sheets.
He leaned down to kiss Nick again, with more fervor than before.
He was so close, just a little more-
Just a little-
Nick opened his eyes, finding himself in his bedroom. He was trying to grasp his bearings.
No way, did he just have a wet dream about Andy?
He hid his face in the crook of his elbow, before turning his head to see-
…Andy?
Andy Biersack was currently laying in bed beside him sound asleep, buck naked. His hand was in Nick’s, as he continued to sleep peacefully.
Nick panicked internally. He slept with Andy. Andy fucked him, then he fucked Andy-
He was so dead.
He continued to look at the younger man’s face. Even asleep, he looked so perfect. Nick couldn’t help but think he was the luckiest person in the world right now.
As he continued to look at Andy’s sleeping face, he felt a blush creeping up his neck. The peaceful yet adorable expression on Andy’s face was tugging at his heartstrings.
Shit, he was so fucked.
-
Andy woke up in an unfamiliar hotel room. As he sat up, he realized his back was uncharacteristically sore.
He looked around the room, seeing that no one was there.
Crap, he was so drunk last night. He didn’t remember anything at all.
He slipped out of bed, and started picking his clothes (that were ruined pretty badly) off the floor, before dressing himself.
After getting his stuff, he left the hotel. Hopefully, his partner last night wouldn’t mind him bailing right now.