For the smutty prompt :
"come over?" "I thought you'd never ask"? asked by Theshadowsedges
Takes place during season 4, while Andy stayed at Sharon's for his recovery
Andy couldn't concentrate on the movie anymore. The way Sharon had retracted to her room felt… it just didn't feel good. One second they were cuddling on the sofa, her head on his chest, him drawing random patterns on the uncovered skin of her hips, while the three of them watched Tv and the next second, before they even reached mid-movie, she was hurrying out of his arms. He looked at Rusty who seemed as puzzled as him and considered his options. He could go and see her but did not want to invade her privacy. He grabbed his phone, watched the screen a few seconds before finally texting her:
"Hey Babe, just wanting to make sure : you ok?!"
"Everything is fine, Andy. Have a good night." He smiled, still amused by her texting habits. She always wrote full and grammatically correct sentences.
"You really sure? Why did you leave so fast?" He pressed send before regretting it. He knew better than to push her but sometimes, it was hard to know what was the right thing to do.
"It's nothing, honey. I was just a bit uncomfortable and I didn't want to bother you. Have a good night."
He furrowed his brows. Uncomfortable, in his arms? That was not good! "Did I do something that you did not like? Remember, we need to be open. You know you can tell me anything, Shar"
He waited a minute, then another and was starting to get worried when his phone buzzed again. "You didn't do anything I didn't like, on the contrary…"
He looked at the screen, puzzled, wondering what she meant before it clicked. "Are you horny?!" He chucked sending the message, earning a dirty look from Rusty who he ignored.
"Andy!" She only responded, making him laugh even more. Seeing he was getting on the nerves of his step-son, he went to the kitchen to fix himself some tea, and text in peace.
"What?! It's only natural. You know, I can help you with that issue, if you want…"
"Doctor said you should not do any strenuous activity, I don't want to retard or impair your healing. I'll pass." She responded. He smiled, picturing her sitting on the side of her bed, her lips pursed in her cute little pout.
"Oh Captain, my Captain, we have big ambitions, don't we?!" He sent first. "I think we can manage to make you come, and more than once, without impairing my recovery" He pressed send, again, wanting to play with her a bit. "You know how I love going down on you. Pretty sure it would not hurt me at all, on the contrary." Sent "Especially if you sit on my face while I eat that delicious pussy of yours. Could do that ALL NIGHT LONG!" He chuckled, imagining how outraged she must be. He could still not reconcile these two sides of her personality. The Sharon who was sexy, amorous and, without being rightfully unbridled, still very much fun between the sheets to Catholic Sharon who blush at the slightest mention of sex.
"ANDY!" It was quite the reply he expected.
"Are you telling me you're not wet? You don't want me?" What came next was totally unexpected: she sent him a picture of herself. Lying down on the bed, her legs slightly spread, in purple lacy underwear. The shot only showed from her thighs to her chest, her face remained out of the camera. He zoomed in and saw her wordless reply. He could see that her panties were darker, saturated with the liquid proof of her desire. He groaned, suddenly uncomfortable into his own pants. Something pink caught his attention in the background. "Is that your dildo I see on the bedside table?"
"Maybe"
"God, Babe, you're killing me!" Sent "Your're beautiful" Sent "Sooooo sexy, all wet and ready." He smirked before typing next. "How do you want me? We both know that I'm a thousand times better than your plastic friends."
"No doubt there but no risk of hurting its ribs!"
He considered what to say next for a second. "You're wild tonight! Want a good hard fuck?!"
"God, yes, please!" She only replied, making him choke on his peppermint tea.
"Are you messing with me Babe because we all know that 1) your writst'll hurt before getting you there 2) Plastic is not fantastic 3) I'll fuck you through the matress and make you scream my name as many time as you can take it 4) I'm so HARD right now there's no way my dick is staying in my pants"
"COME HERE!" She texted back and before he could take a step toward her bedroom, Rusty said:
"Finally, I thought she'd never ask! Hallelujah, I finally get my room back, whoohoo! About time you guys stopped fucking around and sleep in different rooms." Andy turned around, meeting the young man's gaze. "What, it's not my fault you put such a large font size. Dude, man up and go buy glasses! You have gray hair, we all know you need them." The lieutenant stayed dumbfounded for a second. "Did you change the sheets today?" Ask Rusty. "Never mind, even if you farted in them, it'll be so much better than the sofa. My back is killing me! Good night Andy, Good night Mom." He said loudly walking down the hallway. "Keep the volume down or I'll hold Andy's stuff hostage!" As he reached his bedroom, he poked his head back through the doorframe and looked at the older man. "If my mom sends you those kinds of pictures, I assume you're ok to sleep in your underwear, hum?" And he closed his door.