If You Want To See Lars Playing Drums On A Pillow Today Is Your Lucky Day

this has been rotting my brain...

so imagine sucking James dick and while you're down there, he can tell how needy you're getting so he sticks out his boot and you end up riding his boot while sucking his dick

this is just so 🤭🤭

YES YES YES OMGHSHFJSGDJAHD

you’d be getting him off and his moans would drive you insane. seeing the way he just throws his head back, praising you, calling you sweet names as he tugs on your hair while you suck him off, it makes you even wetter.

when he delivers a particularly hard thrust into your mouth, you couldn’t hold back anymore. you started clenching your thighs, looking for any sort of relief but it was fruitless, making you whine over james’ cock. he finds humor in your neediness but after a while it’s just pitiful, the way you start grabbing on to him to find any sort of friction like a dog in heat.

he shifts his leg a little until his boot was right underneath your heat. you look up at him confusedly, your mouth still stuffed with his cock and the sight makes him twitch.

“jesus christ” he hisses before letting out a breathy moan. when he sees that you still don’t get the hint, he taps his foot. “there you go, pretty girl. you’ve earned it” he smiles reassuringly.

the second you understand what he means, you pounce at the chance to ride his boot while you keep sucking him off. the friction that his boot keeps making against your clit was causing you to whimper and whine around him as you try to reach your climax.

james needed to cum so bad. he could die right then and there a happy man just from seeing the way your mouth could barely take him all and the way you keep pathetically rutting against him.

you start crying, frustrated from the overstimulation on your clit, yet you can’t cum. james brings his thumb down to wipe your tears lovingly, but then he has a tight grip on your hair, using it as leverage as he mercilessly thrusts into your mouth like you’re nothing but a hole to him.

you feel his balls slapping against your chin, constantly gagging around him as you pitiably bounce on his boot. he tries to help you finish by tapping his boot against the ground, meeting your cunt halfway with your grinds.

“oh fuck, gonna cum in this pretty mouth, shit.”

with one last thrust into your mouth, he holds your head still, not even thinking about the possibility of you not being able to breath or choking around him. he cums deep into your throat as you practically suck him dry, your throat constantly restricting around him. he feels his dick in your throat as he strokes your neck, making you swallow every drop of cum in his system.

after what feels like forever, he finally pulls out of your mouth, making you gasp for air and cough. he doesn’t bother wiping your tears form your cheeks or cleaning up the cum and spit smeared around your mouth and chin.

“there you go, sweet girl, you got it” he pats the side of your cheek, telling you sweet words of encouragement to help you finish.

“i need to cum, james, please” you whine, tears streaming down your face.

“come on baby, you could do it.”

you grip onto his legs for leverage, helping you ride him faster. you pant as you feel your orgasm hit you suddenly. you bite down on his thigh, trying to be careful not to hurt him. you lay limp, resting your head against his thigh as you hug his leg, your chest heaving as you come down from your high. james strokes your hair lovingly, murmuring sweet praises.

“you did so good for me. atta girl” he smiles sweetly at you

oh my fucking god i will SCREAM I NEED THIS I NEED HIM

I’m insane but anyways! Haii again 😚

I saw a pic on pinterest of James at the beach, it has to be around 1985. He’s wearing white shorts and he looks super good 😖. I’m just imagining going out to the beach with the whole gang (rest of Met and some other friends.) James and y/n are like besties but there’s some SERIOUS tension. James can’t stop looking at y/n’s pretty little bikini. And of course, y/n is drooling over James, shirtless and in white shorts. James and y/n go look for something in James’ pickup, some blankets, sunscreen, some shit (doesn’t matter, ha.) Something happens and James and y/n end up fucking in there 😃

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD IK WHICH ONE YOURE TALKING ABOUT ITS LITERALLY THE COVER OF MY FANFIC LOOK

MANS IS SO FUCKING FINEEEE 🙏🙏

so you and your friends decided to switch it up a little and thought it would be a good idea to go to the beach. in fact, it was your idea. but you were starting to think your idea was actually pretty bad when james tossed his shirt onto the lounge chair.

you suck in a sharp breath, averting your gaze from the sight of the very shirtless guitarist and get undressed and get started on your tan, choosing that you would join the rest of your friends in the water later.

you start applying some oil some on your chest as you rub. he feels like a pervert as he watches you caressing yourself, but he couldn’t take his eyes off of you for the life of him. you pretended not to notice him looking at you, putting on a little show for him, enjoying the way his eyes widen at the sight of your chest and body covered in oil in your little black bikini.

when you finally finish, you hear james let out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding in. you notice his flushed face and decided to play around with him.

“is everything okay, james?” you ask, shooting innocent eyes as you fold your arms across your chest, making your breasts press up against each other.

“everything’s fine.” he says

you get annoyed at the fact that you don’t have the same impact on him the same way he has an impact on you. you decide to ignore him and continue applying the tanning oil, but he sees you struggling when you apply on your back.

“need any help?” he asks

your face turns red at the suggestion and you hope you could play it off as if the redness came from the sun. you nodded, handing him the oil as your back faces him. he stands closely to you, rubbing the oil into your shoulders, his thumb moving in tight circles. after he massages the oil into your back, he runs his large hands over your sides, giving your hips a squeeze when you gasp involuntarily.

“all done.” he rasps into your ear, loving the feeling of your body on his fingertips.

you’re relieved when you see your friends coming, running out of the beach. james starts to shuffle around, looking for the towels when they asked for it. “shit, i think i forgot them.” he murmurs

“it’s okay, i’ll go get them.” you say, already getting my car keys.

“oh, i’ll come with you.” he suggests but james you stop him, afraid of what you’ll do if you’re both alone again.

“no, it’s fine i can do it on my own.”

your friends tell you to just let him go with you and that it will be easier, so after a while, you reluctantly agreed, a frown settling on your face.

“are you mad at me or something?” he asks as he follows you to your car.

“no.” you seethe

“then what’s your fucking problem?” he places a hand on your shoulder to stop you from opening the car door, pulling your back closer to his chest.

“james, let go, i need to drive.” you fuss, turning around to face him as you rest yourself on the car door.

“not until you tell me what’s going on with you.” he places his arms on the door behind you, caging you in. when you refuse to look him in the eyes, he grabs your jaw, making you face him. his heated gaze makes your cheeks turn profusely red as your eyes widen.

“are you mad that you have a little crush on me? i’m not stupid, i know what you pulled back there. i know about all the tricks you pull when we’re together.” he chuckles, teasing you, making your cheeks even redder from the embarrassment and from the closeness.

“aww,” he coos mockingly when he sees, letting go of your jaw and caressing it instead. “it’s okay baby, i’ll take good care of you.”

he places his hands firmly on your hips, pulling you into him to kiss you. you whine into him, causing him to slip his tongue into your mouth. he wastes no time opening the car door, bending you over the driver’s seat, immediately shoving your shorts down. your head turns to face him, eyes watering from anticipation.

“god, you’re so beautiful. you have no idea how long i’ve been wanting to bend you over like this,” he gives your ass a firm squeeze before motioning for you to get in the back seat.

you crawl over, taking off the rest of your shorts as he stays next to you, not-so patiently waiting for you. he starts to reach for the bottom half of your bikini and you help him get it off by lifting your hips. the second he gets rid of it, he pulls you onto his lap by your ass, making your cunt feel the heat of his cock through his shorts and immediately starts attacking your neck with open-mouthed kisses.

“gonna be a good girl for me or are you still gonna be difficult?” he murmurs against you collar bone

“i’ll be good for you, i promise.” you heave out and then wrap your arms around his neck.

he wastes no time and pulls his shorts down, just enough for his dick to spring out and rest against his stomach. he strokes it a couple times before tapping your thigh, motioning for you to get up so he could be inside of you.

he teases you, sliding his tip up and down against your folds before sinking inside of you, the both of you letting out a mutual moan of satisfaction. you slowly start to bounce on him, little pants already coming out of your mouth.

he shuts you up by kissing you, helping you move on him by placing his hands on your hips as he thrusts up into you.

“oh, feels so good, honey. yeah, just like that.” he murmurs against your ear.

he could feel your erect nipples through the top of your bikini rubbing against him and it was driving him insane, so he pulled the string of the top, letting it fall loosely before grabbing it, tossing it somewhere in the car. his mouth immediately finds his way to your breasts and you cradle his head, keeping him there as you tug on his hair.

once he finishes giving attention to your breasts, he pulls away, admiring the sight of them bouncing with each thrust of his hips. he places his hands back on your hips, trailing them down to your ass and slapping it before trailing even farther down to your thighs, giving them a squeeze.

he leans back, resting against the car seat to admire you even more. his hips start to thrust harder and deeper as he searches for his orgasm. he brushes against your g spot with each thrust from this angle, making you more eager to finish as well.

“yes, yes” you would pant with each bounce as he reaches his hands up to paw at your breasts

“that’s it, pretty girl, work for it.” he gives an encouraging pat to the spot where your upper thigh meets your ass. his words push you to continue, your hands leaning against his knees as you continue to bounce, reaching for your orgasm.

“please, i’m so close.” you whine, needing help to finish.

he cradles your back with his arms, pulling you into him in a hug as he brutally starts pistoning his hips into at a rapid speed. you cry into his shoulders, pulling at his hair as you feel your orgasm hit you. you lay limp in his arms, allowing him to continue using you as his own personal fuck toy as you enjoy listening to the little grunts he lets out.

“fuck, gonna cum in this pretty pussy, okay?” he warns before shooting in hot spurts inside of you, moans of pleasure escaping him. you lazily grind your hips into little circles as you help him finish.

“atta girl. yeah, that’s it, baby.” he pants into your ear, kissing your shoulders. you stay like this for a while, basking in the moment but eventually, he has to pull out. when he sees his and your cum seeping out of you, his fingers reach down, making sure they stay inside of you, making you squirm.

these pictures set off something inside of me.

sweetie pie 🎀

lar

james 🎀

listening to live shit 1993 at work and kicking my feet excitedly any time i hear jason's vocals

Reader telling 80s James she wants to watch him jerk off and he’s really nervous at first but he gets super desperate while he’s jerking off and they dirty talk until he finally cums all over his chest

HEHEHELLLOOOO time for the monthly comeback before I disappear again guys 😘🙌 *giggles cutely*

╰┈➤“𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵„ ๋࣭⭑

80s!James Hetfield x Reader

Contains Smut

James' blue eyes stared back into mine, both of them slightly widened, it wasn’t hard to spot the way his cheeks has turned into a deeper shade of red than it already was. I could hear his heartbeat just the slightest bit louder than it usually is from the request that just slipped out of my lips that broke us out of our previous heated make out session here on our bed.

"What? Sorry, repeat that?"

He ask, genuine sense of confusion along with nervousness filling the sound of his voice and even his eyes also. I would be lying if I said I didn’t find the look on his face adorable. But it was understandable, I myself am nervous when I told him,

”I want to watch you jerk off.”

I might sound like I was the boldest and most forward person ever with that request leaving my lips, but truly my heart was beating faster than it ever was, I didn’t quite know how to word it off better than I did, I found the request a tad bit awkward. But curiosity consumed me and took control over my mind.

There was no doubt that seeing a flustered James Hetfield was a sight I never knew I longed to see. The red hue of his cheeks were the cutest thing I had lay my eyes on, the way the tent in his boxers grew even more, encouraging me to see what's hidden underneath the fabric.

My bottom lip was captured in between my top and bottom teeth as my hand slowly land on his thigh, my nails grazing up and down his skin, causing goosebumps to appear. "James.." His name escaped my lips in a soft, sultry, encouraging whisper.

The waistband of his boxers was caught by my hand, slowly and swiftly pulling it down till the hard length of his cock slips out, standing proudly and spilling precum the slightest bit from the pink tip, twitching ever so slightly.

My own name leaves his lips in a gasped out whine, softly. My eyes went up and met his in an instant, and so did our lips, captured in a heated and sloppy kiss. We found our teeth clashing together and our tongues fighting for control.

As our senses gets caught up in the breathtaking kiss, my hand slowly reaching for his own hand and leading him to take ahold of his own dripping cock, a whine of his entering my mouth the moment he held his cock.

I pull my head back from him, leaning into his ear instead, my hot breath tickling his skin as I whisper, "Do it. You know you want it, baby.."

"Fuck.." He breathed out. Looking down, I begin to notice the firm grip he have on his cock, more precum seems to be squeezed out from the pressure he have on his member. "You're gonna kill me.."

I softly chuckle, placing one last kiss on his cheek before I lean back and let my eyes wander over his bare body as his hand worked up and down his shaft, his eyes showing a small hint of disappoinment when I pull away from him, he seems to yearn for my touch.

Yet I stay still, my eyes only locked on his cock and the way his hand jerked himself off, his fingers gripping the veiny cock firmly while moving up and down it, the precum gushing out more every now and then, helping his movement become more slick and smooth.

The new slick state of his skin made a groan leave his lips, his head thrown back.

Meanwhile, I was completely speechless. Or rather, too busy enjoying the rare sight that was displayed right before my eyes. There was a certain wetness soaking my panties, making my thighs clench together our of arousal. "That's not how you jerk off, James." I complained, my voice showing I was serious. "Faster."

The whine that left his swollen lips might be the sweetest sound I've ever hear from his lips. Nevertheless, his hand did obey me, moving in a faster speed up and down his shaft, running his thumb over his tip.

A small smile made it's way to my lips, "That's right... Did this a lot, hmm?" My hand slowly made it's way back to his thigh, sending soft and delicate touches that encouraged the lust blooming inside of him.

"Please.."

James moaned, his hips bucking up while his hand try to maintain the velocity he holds in his pumps.

"Please what?"

I asked, one of my eyebrows raised as that small yet sly smile decided to make a stay on my lips, my eyes lingering from the desperation plastered on his face and back towards the jerking he's doing.

It didn't take me long to notice one of his hand reaching out towards mine. Slowly, I let him hold my hand, our fingers interwining as the look in his eyes dug into my own, those blue pupils completely infatuated by lust.

His voice came out under a breath, a soft and whiney sound of, "Touch me.." Coming through his parted lips.

With that request from him, I didn't give in so easily. I took my hand back from his hold and lean back, "Work for yourself. Maybe then, I'll touch you." The sly smile was long gone and a much more cocky smirk made it's way to my lips.

He groaned and shifted on the bed, turning his back on me while still pumping his cock, his thighs clenching together. "Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you.."

"Mm, you'd love that.. wouldn't cha, Het?" I chuckled, grabbing his arm and forcing him to lay down on his back so I can watch as he jerk off again. The pathetic look that was on his face was a sight that made me want to both laugh at him and kiss his face all over. "Answer me."

The blond hair of his head shakes as his nod repeatedly, "Yes, yes, yes.." He whined out, a strangled moan leaving his lips as he tighten the hold he have on his cock, my eyes never leaving the way his hand moves. "Fuck, I'm close.. so close.."

"Better start coming then."

James' eyes snapped up towards mine, opened wide, the lust never once leaving his gaze. It took me another look at his cock to realize how fast he's actually pumping now, the precum never once stopped oozing out of the red desperate tip.

"Come for me."

Those three last words took it out for him, his cum came shooting out of his tip in white sticky streaks.

His release was way too strong to the point those white streaks of his cum shoot up to his chest, glistening the smooth skin of his bare chest. A loud moan escaped his lips as one last evidence of how intense the release was to him.

James' eyes yet again looked into mine, his eyelids forcing themselves to open just to look at me as his hand slowly made it's way to my own hand, holding it once again as he utter out a soft and weak,

"...Want your touch..."

It wasn't hard to guess it would be a long long night.