✯ 𝙟𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙣𝙚𝙬𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 ✯

tumblr’s gotta remove their ads or find better ones cuz i’m so sick of trying to read smut but then a candy crush ad just pops up all of a sudden it just ruins the mood

James seeing you having a conversation with a guy during their show and fuming with anger (even though the interaction was innocent). Then,after the show, he takes you to the dressing room and fucks you so hard that you can’t walk straight after😭 I’m definitely imagining black album James for this.

the way i was imagining black album james before you even said it omg 😭 great minds think alike.

he saw you and that fucking guy interacting a couple times throughout the show, causing his voice to come off a little rougher than usual in his performance.

“hey.” his raspy voice would suddenly appear next to you as he wraps an arm over your shoulder. “who’s this kid.” he nods.

you’d tell him his name and inform james, whispering to him that you were just having an innocent conversation, no need to get all ‘alpha’ like.

i feel like james is the type of person to say a completely different name to the one you told him. like you would tell him “his name is mark”

and james would be like “nice to meet you carl” 💀💀

“darling, it’s time to go.” he gives you a sickeningly sweet smile as he takes your hand in his, leading you to his dressing room.

when you go inside, he doesn’t even speak. he sits on the couch, gesturing to his lap, impatiently waiting for you.

“james, seriously, it was nothing.”

“hurry up.” he seethes, ignoring you.

you scramble over to his direction, laying over lap. he lifts your skirt, running his rough hands over your smooth skin. he delivers a harsh slap to your ass, making you jolt forward.

“what do you say?”

“i’m sorry.” you mumble

he slaps your ass again, making you wail out. “what’d you say?”

“i’m sorry! please james…”

“sorry won’t cut it.” he sternly tells you, gesturing for you to sit on the couch next to him on your elbows and knees.

he roughly shoves your skirt off of you, along with your top. he starts by trailing his thumb down your heat, rubbing your clit in tight circles over your underwear. he pulls down your panties, plunging two fingers inside you, thrusting in and out.

“hold still.” he’d order you when you squirm, trying to rut your hips into his fingers. he starts off slow, rubbing your slick over your folds and then to your clit.

he would keep overstimulating you, thrusting his fingers inside of you but whenever he feels you clenching around him, he pulls out, wanting to edge you.

“james, please” you whine, tears springing on the corner of your eyes.

he mocks a face of sympathy, shushing you as he starts rubbing your clit again, making you cry out. you thrash underneath his fingers as he mercilessly thrusts into you, your slick and wetness leaking down your thighs and down his hands.

when you attempt to close your legs, james immediately opens them again, delivering a slap to your cunt. your elbows give out, and so would your knees if it weren’t for james holding you up by your hips.

“james, please, i need it…”

your voice is barely audible, too tired from being edged. thankfully, james finally listened to you. he pulled off his shirt and jeans just enough for his cock to be out. he strokes himself a couple of times, using your slick as lube.

he easily slips inside you, already enjoying the noises your pussy would make against him. he uses your hips as leverage to meet you back against his, enjoying the way his cock slips in and out of your pretty pussy.

you clench onto him, whining into the pillows of the couch when the speed of his thrusts increases. his arm reaches around to palm at your breasts, rolling your nipples in between his fingers.

when he feels your starting to rut your hips back at him, he slaps your ass in encouragement, loving the red marks that start to appear. “yeah, baby, like that. you can do better, come on.”

tears stream down your face from the overstimulation as you start to shake, feeling your orgasm approach you for what felt like the millionth time that night. you only pray that james would let you cum this time.

“need to cum james please. please let me cum, i’ll be good, i swear. i won’t do it again, just please.” you whine and beg, needing your release.

“i do love hearing you beg, though.” he quips, making you cry even more since you thought he wasn’t going to let you finish.

suddenly, a look of determination appeared on his face. he squeezes your ass, trailing them to your hips and grasps them so hard, bruises would appear the next day. he rubs your clit as he pistons himself into you, eager to get you to your release.

he pulls you up by your hair so your back would be against his chest. he attacks your neck with bruises, licking after to soothe the spot.

your vision starts to get hazy when you finally cum, feeling the sticky mess get on your and james’ thighs.

“thank you. thank you much. i promise i won’t do it again…thank you.” you repeat your thanks to him, not being able to think or focus on anything else but him and the feeling of you finally cumming after so long.

“we’re not done yet.” he whispers into your ear as if it were the most obvious thing, making you cry. your body couldn’t handle anything else but he couldn’t give less of a shit.

he pulls out so he can flip you onto your back. james uses your cum to lube himself up again, spreading your cum around your thighs and to your ass, making you as messy as possible.

he holds your thighs open, pushing into you again and starting to thrust. it was hard to enjoy the sight of him feeling so pleasured, the moans and groans he’s letting out as your cry, your makeup melting all over your face as you repeatedly apologize.

“james, fuck. ‘s too much james i cant.”

“shh, yes you can, be a good girl for me”

he ignores your pleads and speeds up instead, wrapping his arms around your hips to lift you up, instinctively wrapping your legs around him.

“that’s it baby. let kyle know who’s makin you feel this good.” he smirks, almost sadistically as he pounds into you.

you forgot completely about kyle or mark or whatever the fuck his name was. you were solely focused on james and james only.

you both let out loud and filthy moans, not caring whether all the people outside can hear you or not. he wipes away some tears from your eyes before leading his fingers down to your clit, rubbing it harshly and the feeling of pleasure adding for him whenever he touches himself on accident.

“oh james, fuck i cant-” you threw your head back, shutting your eyes as you scream. the pleasure was way too much. it was too overwhelming for you, you just couldn’t handle it anymore. the knot in your core just snapped as you released, james still rubbing you through it. only this time, it felt more intense then you have ever felt it before.

“holy fuck” james heaves as he watches you squirt all over him, your juices going on his stomach and chest as well as yours. “gonna cum so deep in you fuck baby.”

the sight instantly made him cum, james stilling inside of you as you clench around him, draining every drop inside as he moans in euphoria.

you hiss when he pulls out, not being able to handle any more friction. he uses this thumb to spread your folds, pushing back his cum that was threatening to leak out.

“good girl, that was fucking amazing. you did so fucking good for me, yeah? god that was..” he couldn’t even form any coherent thoughts let alone words as he replays what just happened in his head.

he’s both in shock and in awe of you as he helps you get dressed, letting you rest on the couch while he puts on his own clothes.

when you leave the room, he hooks an arm around your waist to help you walk since you were way too tired and fucked out, you physically couldn’t.

you pass by mark, the whole reason for this happening, and james sends him a cocky smirk as he waves at the boy. you hiss and whine as you feel james’ cum trickling down your legs, shoving your face into james’ chest and telling him you want to go home.

what have i done

i actually hate myself for this

james please just one chance i’ll be good i’ll swallow

Me at 3am clicking “keep reading” on the most jaw dropping, earth shattering, pantie dropping, smutty fic when I have to be up in 3 hours

✯ 𝙨𝙖𝙪𝙡 𝙝𝙪𝙙𝙨𝙤𝙣 ✯

｡ 𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘫𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦

I just want to say that I LOVE your fanfic. It’s so fun to read and all the characters are so interesting especially Lars lol. Please, if you can of course, try to update it faster because i can’t wait for the next chapter ❤️

AHHHHH THANK YOU SMMMM

god it means a lot that you’re actually interested in the characters, especially lars cuz i feel like i’ve made him out to he unbearably annoying, but i love him and he’s literally my baby, he’s just an annoying one

i am working on updating faster, i’ve actually updated twice this week (don’t get used to it 💀) so i hope i’ll continue that streak

again, thank you so so so soooo much 😭🫶🫶

CAN U PLEASE WRITE A FIC OF THIS SPECIFIC ERA OF JAMES AND THE READER IS A BIGGER GIRL/PLUS SIZE GROUPIE AND HE LOVESSSSS BIGGER GIRLS!!! (p.s i love ur fics)

OH MY GOD YES YES YES, I WHOLEHEARTEDLY BELIEVE THAT JAMES FUCKING LOVESSSSS BIGGER GIRLS AND THAT HE THINKS THEYRE SO MUCH FUN (totally not just saying this cuz i’m a big/mid size girly what are you talking about)

he loves loves loves when you guys a fucking missionary, and he rests his entire body on top of you and he bucks his hips into you.

or he’d have you and your hands and knees, obsessing over the way your body moves with each thrust of his. i feel like james would just have to have his hand on you in any sort of way, whether it’s grabbing the flesh of your ass or thighs, or even just holding your hips and waist, squeezing. he would have a hand on the bottom of your stomach, just grabbing it and caressing it as he pistons his hips into you.

he fucking loves the way your whole body bounces over him when you ride him, or the way you tug on his necklace to bring him closer to you and give him the sloppiest kisses. not only does this man admire the sight of you fucking yourself on his cock, but he worships it too. drool practically falling from his lips as he tries rut into you.

“Oh…oh fuck yeah. Just like that. More, more please.” he’d beg and whine as he searches for his release

sorry this sucks and was short but i’ve been so lazy to write and i’m trying to clear my drafts 😭😭

I LOVE JAMES HETFIELD

he is literally on my mind 25/8

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i feel you babes you’re not alone. this man is alwaysssss on my mind and quite frankly it’s starting to piss me off 😡😡

PUT THOSE POWDER PUFFS AWAY 😭😭

OMG

babygirl 🫶🫶