STATIC STRINGS

Warnings: kissing,trauma talk

Miles’ fingers glided across the guitar strings like he was casting some kind of spell. slow, deliberate, a little violent in the way he bent each note until it cried out. He sat on his bed you could see the sharp line of his jaw flexing with every chord he played. You leaned against the doorway, clutching the CD you bought for him while you were out like it was some kind of peace offering. “I got you something,” you said finally. He didn’t look up, but his fingers slowed. “For me?” he asked, voice low and unreadable. You walked in and dropped the CD onto the mattress. “Found it in that sketchy shop on Main. Thought of you the second I saw it. It’s angry and loud, basically screaming your name.” That got his attention. He plucked it off the bed and tilted it in the light. “This is brutal,” he said with a smirk. “You know me too well.” “I like listening to you play,” you added, more softly now, sitting beside him. “Always have. I wanted to learn, but..” You swallowed hard. “Shit was always messy at Home. My head. Didn’t have the time. Or the space.” The smirk faded. Miles stared at you for a long moment, his thumb running along the edge of the CD case before he set it aside. He put his hand on your thigh, it was warm and possessive, and the next thing you knew, he was pulling you into his lap like it was nothing. Your body landed across his legs with a soft gasp, your hands instinctively grabbing his shoulders. He kissed you before you could even process it. The kiss was slow and full of heat, like he was trying to taste everything you’d just admitted. “I hate that for you,” he murmured against your lips. “The way you talk about your past like it still owns you.” His fingers slid up under your shirt, calloused fingertips brushing your waist, the gesture just toeing the line between comfort and desire. “You’re here now. With me.” He reached around and picked up the guitar, sliding it between you both. “ I’ll show you how to play”. His hands moved over yours, guiding them to the frets. His chest was pressed to your back now, chin grazing your shoulder. “Like this,” he whispered, his breath hot against your neck. “Let me show you how to feel it.” You pressed the strings, strummed once, shaky and uneven. He chuckled softly, “Relax, sweetheart. You’re stiff.” “I wonder why,” you shot back, arching slightly as his fingers skimmed lower, pressing at the band of your jeans. “You’re not exactly innocent over here.” “I never claimed to be.” He kissed your jaw. “But I am yours.” You strummed again, better this time while his hands never left your waist, holding you steady and grounded, but also undeniably close. The music blurred into background noise as his mouth moved along your neck, lips dragging down to your collarbone. He kissed you harder this time demanding greedily. His grip on your hips tightened, pulling you flush against him.

The guitar was forgotten.

“I wanna make new memories with you,” he said between kisses. “Good ones. Ones that make the past feel like nothing.” His hands gripped your thighs, thumbs circling your skin like he was memorizing it. You tilted your head back, eyes fluttering closed as he kissed down your throat. “You still wanna learn guitar?” he asked, voice thick with heat. You laughed breathlessly. “I mean, yeah eventually.” “Good,” he smirked. “But for now, I’ve got other things I wanna teach you.”

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Static strings pt2

STATIC STRINGS 2

Part one if not read yet here

Tw: smut, chokeing, overstimulation, degrading?

Previously..“You still wanna learn guitar?” he asked. You laughed breathlessly.“I mean, yeah eventually.” “Good,” he smirked. “But for now, I’ve got other things I wanna teach you.”…

You looked him and your brows furrowed in confusion, what did he mean by that? “What do you mean miles?” He didn’t say a word, instead he just stared into your eyes, his eyes filled with darkness and lust as his large hands slowly trail from your waist and hips down to the hem of your skirt, teasing with the top of the skirt, pulling it from your skin and then letting it go. Running his fingers along the inside of it just to tease you even more.

“Miles what if your little sister walks in? Or kate?” “Don’t worry about them darling, just keep your mouth shut.” he smirked and his hands trailed farther down, reaching under your skirt. He palms your already soaked panties and gently runs his fingers across your wet slit, keeping his attention mainly on your clit. You gasp lightly, closing your eyes hard. Your so sensitive in this moment. Your scared of making the slightest of noise. “Open your eyes, look at me.” His voice was deep and dark, it made you scared to find out what would happen if you didn’t open your eyes, so you open them slowly while they flutter while he continues to rub your wetness through ur panties. “Look at how fucking pretty you are…im my Lap while I play with your pretty pussy.* his free hand reaches to massage and grope your tits, his eyes remain on your and not once dose he looks away. He pulls your panties to the side, slipping the tip of his fingers in your soaked cunt, taking it back out and licking it off. “Your so wet sweetheart, have you been wanting me this bad?” You nod softly and bite back whimpers as his fingers draw away from your cunt.

“Stand up.” You hesitate for a second but then slowly stand to your feet. He reaches under your skirt and roughly pulls down your underwear and slips them off from around your feet. He jerk’s you back into his arms, this time sitting you in between his legs, he grabs your ankles and pulls your legs open and back, he makes you place your own hands under your thighs to keep you in the position. The air of the cold room hits your soaked cunt while your legs are spread.

He pulls ur skirt up and out of the way and moves his hand down to your cunt, placing one finger in, thrusting it slowly. Your squeal when you feel it enter. He quickly puts his free hand over your mouth, keeping a hard pressure on your mouth. “Shut the fuck up” he adds another finger, shoveing it in with no time for you to adjust to the new size while he’s already thrusting in his two fingers. He pulls them out and uncovers your mouth, leaving you gasping. He shoves the the two soaked fingers in your mouth making you lick off your own juices. When your finished cleaning off his fingers, He places his hand back over your mouth and leads his other hand back down to your cunt, this time just toying with your clit. You squirm whimper into his hand.

He moves his fingers along your clit so perfectly to overstimulate you, making your cunt drip. “Dose that feel good sweetheart?” You shake you head and bite the palm of his hand over your mouth to stop from making any sound. He quickly stops you and puts his hand around your throat, not hard enough to hurt you but hard enough to restrict your breathing a bit. “No biting” he keeps rubbing your clit, overstimulateing you like crazy. You feel a pit build in your stomach and you squirm and wiggle in his grip. “Is my sweet girl gonna cum, huh?” You push out a quiet yes and small tears form in your eyes from the pressure on your throat along with the pleasure. “Cum for me sweetheart” he starts to go as fast as he can, circling your clit, your legs shake, your eyes roll back and flutter. The hand on your throat clamps all the way down hard, not allowing you to breathe for the few seconds you spend riding out your high, your legs shaking like fucking crazy.

He lets go of your throat slowly and leans with you in his arms. He places soft kisses on your throat and collarbone, sort of his way to apologize for the pain caused on your neck. He wipes the small tears from your face and kisses your lips gently.

“I fucking love you so much.” You let out a small laugh before saying “I love you to” your breath is shaky and your legs twitch, still overstimulated from the play. He gets on the ground at the edge of the bed and spreads your legs, licking your cunt clean and placeing soft kisses on your thighs and sensitive pussy. When he’s done cleaning you he grabs a blanket and gets on the bed with you. He snuggles up next to you, spooning your hips and places the blanket over the two of you. The two of you cuddle close together while you both drift to sleep.

I am SO SO sorry if there is any misspellings😭 my damn phone would not download grammarly. ANYWAYS I really hope u liked this one I did my absolute best :3

I am open to tips on ways I can improve my writing and make it better!

Feel free to request anything, I will do just about any prompt as long as it don’t involve child SA.

:) ps for the couple who wanted to be tagged, I will tag u in the comments of this post because I like…forgor ur usernames..

MAYHEM

Recording "Deathcrush", at Creative Studios, Kolbotn, in the Spring of 1987

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w0rmsfordinner

2 weeks ago

Guys was static strings really that good… I’ve been seeing the requests for more!! I’m not ignoring u I’m just trying to find the motivation to write 😔 pls pls bear with me!! I love u guys:(

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w0rmsfordinner

1 month ago

god forbid a girl be tired 24/7

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