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If you don't have bigger boobs, you do now.
Andy lays down behind me on the couch as I press play on Dexter.
He wraps his arms around my waist, his head propped up on my shoulder.
I turn my head toward the unfolding episode on the tv as I feel Andy shift. I assume that he'll stop. He doesn't.
He keeps moving his head.
I turn to look at him as he brings a hand up to attempt to flatten one of my breasts to my chest.
"What are you doing Andy?" I laugh.
"I can't see the tv past your boobs." He groans.
"Hey, I thought you liked my boobs." I pout.
"I do, but I kinda wanna see what's going on in the show."
"I'm sure you'll find a way" I giggle, ruffling his hair.
He finally just drops his head down on top of my breasts.
"Ow."
"Sorry." He offers a sympathetic smile.
"Ah, but look. I can see now!" He exclaims.
oh so very short but oh well 😔
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FanfictionSmut, fluff and ig I'll do angst if someone requests it :) There isn't enough of this and I'm a passable writer so... Also I don't just do Andy, I'll do any of his characters. A lot of the new ones are probably going to be written originally about s...
