Bad Boy!Dave Accidentally Making His Sensitive Gf Cry/feel Bad And He Tries To Comfort Her By Kissing

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some sketches on this mini sketchbook I think I'm having an artblock fml

I'm currently dealing with Hurricane Milton and could have used someone to cuddle up with because of my anxiety issues. Could you do something related to reader riding out a hurricane with Cliff or Kirk?

Bro I feel so bad about all this stuff going on, I hope this can bring a little comfort you you and anybody affected :)

𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃 & 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍 ¹⁹⁸⁹

It was raining in sheets, slapping against the windowpanes with the violence of the storm. I could hear it outside, howling, wrenching at trees. It felt like it wanted in. It was dark inside the house, the power had gone an hour before. I could feel the anxiety creep in.

I sat on the edge of our bed, my hands clenched tightly around the sheets. My heart was racing. Every crack of thunder caused me to jump and the tightness in my chest to get worse.

"Kirk?" I called, my voice shaking. He was downstairs, making sure all the windows were locked.

He was up the stairs fast, his face calm, even though I knew he too was worried. But Kirk had this way of standing sure. As he walked towards me, his eyes softened at the look of panic on my face.

"Hey, baby," he cooed to me as he lowered himself down in front of me. His voice was so soft. "I'm right here. Let's get you to bed, okay?

I nodded, because to do otherwise would have been just too difficult at that moment. He helped me pull the covers back and directed me to lie down. Once I was under the blankets, I felt a little safer, but my heart was still pounding in my chest. I could hear the wind whipping outside.

For a moment Kirk got up and stood there staring around. I could practically see him thinking till his eyes lighted. He went over to the closet, reached in, and opened the door. I couldn't tell what he was doing, but in a moment he turned around with something clutched in his hand.

It was Bunny.

That old, tattered stuffed bunny from when I was a kid. I hadn't thought about it in years, but Kirk remembered. I used to tell him stories about how Bunny helped me sleep through storms when I was little, how clutching his soft fur made me feel safe.

Kirk smiled, bringing it over to me tucking it gently into my arms.

"Thought you could use some company," he said, flashing those cute crooked teeth, climbing in bed beside me, wrapping his arms around me.

I threw my arms tightly around Bunny and nuzzled my face into its old, comforting softness. For a now, I was that little girl, cowering from the storm under the covers, clutching onto Bunny.

Kirk settled in beside me, pulling the blankets up over us both. His body was warm against mine, and he smelled like rain and safety. I clung to him like a lifeline as his heartbeat steadied, calm beneath my hand.

"It's all right," he whispered into my hair, pressing a kiss to my forehead. "I'm right here. We're safe."

I nodded, but it was still there. My mind was jumping from one disaster to the next. What if the windows broke? What if the roof blew off? What if something happened to Kirk?

He must have felt my body tense because he squeezed me a little tighter, his hand stroking my arm softly.

"Breathe with me," he whispered. "In … and out."

I tried to match my breaths to his, focusing on the rise and fall of his chest. In. Out. Slowly, I started to feel my heart slow down, the panic loosening its grip just a little.

Smoothly, in that low even tone, a soothing sound like a lullaby, Kirk continued to talk to me. "You remember the last time we had a storm this bad?" he asked, his lips tickling my temple. "The power went out, and all night, I told you ghost stories."

I smiled weakly, remembering. It was one of those early nights together, before we got comfortable in the silences. We'd been a little spooked, but laughing helped. It was one of those first times I felt how much I trusted him.

"I'm not in the mood for ghost stories," I muttered into his chest, and he chuckled softly.

"Alright, no ghost stories tonight," he said. "How about we just stay like this?"

I nodded again, feeling his arms go tighter around me. I could feel the storm raging outside, but in this bed, in Kirk's arms, it was a little quieter.

He kissed the top of my head again, his hand rubbing in slow circles across my back. Even the storm that still beat against the house didn't seem to be quite so terrifying anymore. Not while he was here.

"Just focus on me," Kirk whispered. "Nothin' else matters right now. We're okay."

I hugged Bunny tighter, my fingers digging into soft fabric, and closed my eyes. I tried again to sync mine with his. The storm's noise, outside my door, faded just a little more, replaced by the steady thump of his heart beneath my cheek.

"Thank you," I whispered, not at all sure he'd heard me.

But I felt his arms squeeze a little tighter, and that was enough.

Kinktober day 24: Sex Toys

After you taught James how to use the app, there was no turning back. Whenever you went out he would ask you to use it, he loved having control over your pleasure and what better way to do it than with that small but powerful vibrator you had received as a joke from a friend.

At first you didn't think he would have such an overreaction, but you guessed that the idea of being able to provoke you at every step was too tempting for him. He always begged you to use it at the most inopportune moments, they had already gotten into a lot of trouble for being too playful, of course he didn't give a shit.

You were sure you two would end up fucking in one of Lars' rooms, he had invited you to a small party with friends promising a barbecue and beer, you knew from James' wide grin that he would make you use the vibrator, the naughty gleam in his eyes only confirmed it.

"I'll use it if you know how to behave, I don't want to make a scene in front of everyone" you reprimand him crossing your arms to look stern, however he smiles mischievously, oh, it's going to be a long day but you can't help but be a little excited about it.

Most of the party goes by without incident which is rare, by this point he would have your legs shaking from the over stimulation of your pussy. You shrug it off and continue chatting with your friends; you shouldn't have let your guard down. The intermittent vibration inside you made you gasp obscenely, your knees buckled almost making you lose your balance, the curious looks you received made you laugh nervously.

You looked for James with your eyes and found him in a secluded corner looking at his phone, he winked at you and continued as if nothing had happened. You continued with your conversation, but again, the delicious massage to your inner walls resumed, you clenched your teeth to contain a moan and decided to take a seat, some of your acquaintances wanted to make sure you were okay but you dismissed them claiming a simple pain in the leg. The waves were present again and you clenched your legs, bit your lip and covered your eyes to contain yourself.

You saw James smile in delight at your reaction so you approached him with determination, pulled his hand and led him into the house, several pairs of eyes following you and making jokes about how he was in trouble.

"All in order honey?" you glared at him and pulled him into one of the nearby rooms, he seemed amused with the situation, well, it was time to end the games.

"I told you to behave" You walk dangerously towards him, he frowns and as he backs away he stumbles and falls over a small couch. You sit on one of his legs, your wetness seeping through your panties and staining his pants, maybe it was a good thing you decided to wear a dress. "You like playing with me, don't you baby? Well now it's my turn" You take his phone out of his pocket and turn on the lush again, letting it vibrate gently as you begin to rock on his thigh.

His hands try to hold your waist but you push them away before he does, he pouts in annoyance, he's a brat. You grind on his leg, your swollen folds dripping while the vibrator massages your sweet spot, you moan and roll your eyes, he's enthralled by how hot you look riding him like that.

He wiggles his pelvis trying to get your attention on his bulge, that only gets you to mock him, you run a hand through his hair and grab it to pull it, he whimpers in surprise.

"I don't think you deserve my touch, not now , at least, so stay still and let me cum" You give him a small pat on his cheek and hold his hands to prevent him from having any contact. James doesn't accept it, not when he can feel your hole contracting, he releases his grip and lifting the leg you are straddling, makes you fall onto his chest, wrapping an arm around your waist, trapping your wrists in the process.

"It's my game precious, so it's my rules" You squirm in his grip and try to protest but a squeal interrupts you, his fingers push inside you along with the vibrator, your walls stretch with each thrust of his thick fingers, gasp against his chest and move your hips to make him go deeper, you will let him win this time but only because he is making you feel amazing.

You brush his erection with your thigh as he fingers you, he hisses at the contact and pushes his hips towards you, his fingers slide out of you, you look at him with annoyance but he erases that expression from your face with a kiss, a scream comes out suddenly from you, the buzzing in your cunt increases and you feel him push the vibrator deeper into your hole, his fingers fiddle with your pussy rim.

“You're leaking everywhere, and you've already ruined my pants…what am I going to do with you?” His fingers massage your folds and surround your clit, the touch makes your hips contract, it doesn't take much more than a couple of kisses on the neck to take you to the peak of ecstasy, you moan uncontrollably as you come on his fingers, the toy sliding out of your pussy along with thick drops of your fluids. You swallow hard, trying to compose yourself, nuzzling your face against James' chest and closing your eyes for a moment.

“We should have behaved Het…” You mutter under your breath and giggle softly.

“You know very well that we never do it.”

This is modern 80s James, he would be a tease in the present day

sweetie pie 🎀

KINKTOBER 2023!!

i wont be doing full 30 days and i will be starting on the seventh, i have a list of who and what ⬇️ but may end up posting more. Also feel free to ask for a person + kink and i will post for it IF i have time or switch one.

idea credit: (not doing all obvi but i chose from it, not sure where this person post bc i saw a repost but yeah creds to them)

and now finally....

10.7: (langire, body worship) KIRK HAMMETT (1/3)

includes: fem body worship, love, sex with feelings, creampies, multiple orgasms, praise and degration.

10. 11: (face sitting) IZZY STRADLIN (1/2)

includes: face sitting, no touch orgasm, Multiple orgasms, cum eating, possibly more...

10. 14: (loss of virginity) IZZY STRADLIN

includes: reader!virginity loss, gental sex, tad bit of blood.

10.17: (rough/sadistic sex) KIRK HAMMETT

includes: crying, slight biteing, overstim, male dom, spanking, choking, spiting, edging, teasing, possibly more.....

10.21: (size kink) JAMES HETFEILD

includes: size difference kink, rough, bj, face fucking, creampie after creampie, squirting

10. 31: (horror,size dif) KIRK HAMMETT:

includes: sorta horror themed, vampy kirk, mega biteing kink, size diff kink, possibly more...

so i may not be posting these 100% on time bc i just got really fucking sick and idk if i'll be able to wright while i feel like this. I am getting meds sent to my house tonight hopefully that works and i can write.

!!IGNORE SPELLING MISTAKES TO SICK TO EDIT!!

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