#dave mustaine smut
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dave being into close contact positions during sex… he’s pressed to ur back, got your legs over his shoulders, chest to chest, hand holding etc <3333
hold on i’m doing backflips
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHFHSJFHSJDHAKDHSJ
god just imagine having dave behind you…him pressing kisses from your lower back all the way to your neck, burying his face there. him wrapping his arm around your waist to pull you into him as he rests his chest against your back, murmuring things like “taking me so well” or “fuck yes just like that”
or or or or
having your legs over his shoulder, placing a kiss on your calf and massaging the backs of your thighs. his thrusts are slow yet hard when brings his arms around your legs, looking down to see where the two of you connect
ORRRRRRRR
having him on top of you, his weight crushing you in the best way possible. your lips never part from his unless it’s to breathe, and even then you’re disappointed at the brief loss of contact. just imagine the two of you lost in each other, tongues and teeth clashing as he brings you to your orgasm. his hands clutch yours and he brings it to the sides of your head. the pace of his thrusts increase while your moans are muffled by his while you come undone. you cry while holding an even tighter grip on dave’s hands, lifting your head to deepen the kiss.
after you calm down, dave would probably lay on his back, bringing you along with him. he would play with your hair, praise you, tell you how good you were for him and how amazing tonight was<333
i just know he’s so sweet and loving in bed i need him :((
#i’m so in love with him#i’m having the biggest dave mustaine brain rot someone help me#he’s just so perfect yk????#dave mustaine#dave mustaine x reader#dave mustaine smut#megadeth#megadeth smut#dave mustaine megadeth
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found this on pinterest so you have to see it too
CRACK MY BACK SMACK MY ASS SLAP MY PUSSY RAW PAINT MY INSIDES TIL ALL I SEE IS WHITE TIL I'M PARALYZED TIL BONES START POPPING LIKE WE'RE POSSESSED BY THE NUN
#screaming without the s#FERAL#HE'S SO MEATY#i would do anything for that senior dick#please#on my knees#legs open#mouth open#megadeth#dave mustaine#dave mustaine x reader#dave mustaine smut
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thinkin about this dave and how he’s such a dad bf. just taking care of you, spoiling you with little gifts or a nice dinner. always showering you with praise, calling you his good girl, his pretty baby. truly you are his pride and joy.
and out in public he’s always got a hand on you, guiding you wherever you need to go, rubbing your thigh when you sit down to dinner. just subtle hints of dominance here and there to remind you your his.
and he takes just as good care of you in the bedroom. you’re his little pillow princess, how could he not? he always makes sure your in the most comfy positions while your taking his cock, whispering in your ear about how well you take him, “like you were made for me, baby.”
and you get absolutely delirious one day, and accidentally call him daddy, and he teases the ever-loving shit out of you, much to your embarrassment. grinding his hips into yours, thumbing harshly over your clit, saying things like “why’re you gettin’ so shy? i might as well be your daddy, m’spoilin’ you so much,”
but he must not be too turned off by the name, because it’s not too long before he’s making a mess out of your cunt, filling it with his cum <333
#dad bf! dave might join bad boy! dave in the dave-me0wstaine cinematic universe#but bad boy! dave will always be the priority >:)#dave mustaine#dave mustaine x reader#dave mustaine smut#dave mustaine fanfiction#megadeth#megadeth x reader#megadeth smut#megadeth fanfiction#dad bf! dave
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taken from these 3 asks + the thoughts i was having earlier this week.
specifically w this dave bc woah
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the argument started out as something stupid. he doesn’t even remember what it was. all he knows is that he fucked up royally when he said something that absolutely shattered you. he watched your face fall, your lip start to quiver, tears welling up in your eyes. he lets you run off to your bedroom, slamming the bedroom door shut. dave knows he’s sleeping on the couch tonight, the first time ever, if he doesn’t fix this.
you two go about your day as if the other isn’t even there. dave feels sick when he looks at you cooking yourself dinner. his lips press into a thin line. he watches you take your dinner to the office to go eat alone, come back, wash your plate and put it in the dishwasher, looking up and then his eyes catch with yours. it’s just a second of a glance, but dave can see your eyes are red and puffy. he really made you cry.
he watches you mosey back to your shared bedroom as he goes to sit on that couch and eat his own meal, which proves to be futile as he has no appetite. dave covers his plate, placing it in the fridge for later and slowly walks to the master bedroom, when he hears your soft sobs from a few feet from the door.
he slowly turns the knob, flinching as the door squeaks to reveal you, curled in on yourself, facing away from him and toward the window of the master bedroom. dave slowly walks over, his presence making a depression in the bed where he slides in next to you. he starts by rubbing a hand over your shoulder and back, massaging as you sob harder now that he’s here, trying his hardest to soothe you after what’s been said.
dave moves up to press his chest to your back, big strong arms wrapping around you.
“m’ so sorry baby… so sorry. don’t know why i said that. i really don’t.” dave feels that he could cry too at this rate. he holds your shaking body, repeating words of praise to you over and over until your sobs are reduced to sniffles.
“can you look at me, hon?” he whispers to you, hand on your shoulder pulling gently for you to face him. you do so, still refusing to meet his eyes as your lips quiver and you stare at his chest. the two of you lay side by side like that, facing each other as dave brings a hand up to your cheek, whining away the tears as they continue to fall. “i love you, you know that? you’re my whole world and nothings gonna change that. i was stupid. so fucking stupid.”
you look up at him then, and his nose and cheeks have begun to turn red just as it does when he’s holding back tears. his eyes are glassy, and you’re still so unbelievably upset, but he’s truly trying everything to make this right. you lean your head down to bury your face in his chest, whispering a little “i love you too.” dave hugs you so tight, he kisses the top of your head, burying his face in your hair. his kisses move lower as he leans your head up to look at him again, kissing your forehead, your cheeks, your nose, pulling back for a moment and then going in for a sweet kiss on your lips.
dave deepens the kiss further and you let him, pulling away for you to catch your breath while dave whispers to you: “so pretty… prettiest i’ve ever seen.” before rolling you onto your back. dave presses his body to yours, continuing to kiss you long and deep for a while longer before his lips move to your neck. you whine, bringing a hand up to the back of his head to keep him where he’s sucking bruises into your neck.
“gonna make it up to you, sweetheart. i promise. i’ll make it up to you in a million different ways,” he moves to your exposed collarbone while he tries to push your shirt up.
he gets your chest exposed, moving down to suck a nipple into his mouth and you writhe away from his mouth at the stimulation. dave holds you close and tight, not letting you get away from him as the arm that’s not wrapped around your middle works at your sleep shorts. he leaves wet, sloppy kisses down your torso, leaning up to throw his own shirt over his head.
once your sleep shorts are kicked off as well as your panties he grabs you by the calf’s and pulls you towards him as he sits on his heels. “c’mere, baby.”
he unties the bow on his pajama pants, pulling them down with his underwear to his mid thighs. his cock is hard and leaking, tip a pretty pink and his breathing is already hard and slow as he spreads your legs for him. he looks up at your pretty tear stained face, puffy eyes and lips. you’re just the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen.
he runs the tip of his cock through your folds, teasing your hole before pushing in, grabbing your thighs to wrap around his waist as he leans down, pressing chest to chest with you and taking your hands in his.
“okay?” he asks hesitantly, and when he sees you give a watery smile and a nod he starts to move slow and deep, squeezing your hands tight as your legs lock around his waist. “fuck, honey, squeezing me so good. never wanna let you leave this bed…”
you mewl, whispering your own praises and apologies which dave hushes, wanting you to focus on him making you feel good. he nudges the side of your face with his nose and you know to turn so he can give you a long and deep kiss. dave’s hips stutter, beginning to move a little quicker, a little deeper, and soon you’re both gasping out short exasperated breaths as you near your orgasms.
“you gonna cum? yeah… that’s it, i gotchu. you’re okay. you can do it, come on. wanna see you cum on my cock.” you squeal as dave moves a hand down to your clit, rubbing fast tight circles and you contract around him, death grip on the hand that’s still clasped in yours as you cum for him.
“oh fuck.. look atchu… love you so much baby. never gonna let you go… oh- oh fuck!” and then dave is cumming too with a groan that’s muffled by you going in for another kiss. his hips slow to a nice roll, more tears leave your eyes as all your emotions are released, a whole day of tension and hurt that you start to let go of.
you breathe each other in, laying on each other before dave rolls off of you. he pulls the covers up and holds you close. a silent understanding that you will talk the rest of this out tomorrow. at least he doesn’t need to sleep on the couch.
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this took a week to get out i’m so sorry
#asks and replies#p’s thots(^ ^*)#metallica#dave mustaine#megadeth#dave mustaine x reader#dave mustaine smut#dave mustaine fanfiction#dave pls#pleasseeeee#i love him bad#oughhh he’s just so!!!#anyways enjoy
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dad's best friend dave brainrot
pairing: dave mustaine x fem!reader
warnings: smut, age gap, oral sex (f receiving), pet names, hair pulling
a/n: had to remake this account so i'm posting this again lol whoops...anyways enjoy!!
your dad invites him over for dinner and to have beers, watch shit on tv, talk cars, etc every so often. he’s just so fucking hot, and the fact that he lives just across the street makes things so much worse. when dave mows his lawn, he’s always shirtless and every time you make sure to be out on your front porch to stare at him. and don’t think he doesn't notice your lingering stares…in fact, he likes to put on a bit of a show for you, constantly wearing those slutty little cutoff tank tops around you, going to his mailbox in the morning wearing nothing but a low-hanging pair of grey sweats…he likes that you watch him; honestly, he kinda gets off on it. knowing someone much younger than him finds him attractive turns him on so much.
one night while your dad is out of the house for a work trip, dave presses you up against the kitchen counter, his chest flush with your back, and whispers nasty shit in your ear as you grind back into him. “been thinking ��bout this for so long,” he groans as he grabs your hips and holds you still against his hardening cock. he flips you around to face him, hoisting you to sit on the counter before kneeling, flipping your skirt up, and sliding your pretty little panties down your legs. and god, he is such a tease. he takes his sweet time rubbing up your thighs, purposefully avoiding the spot you need him most. he won’t touch you until you whine for him to do so. he wants to hear how desperate you are for his touch, how badly you need him between your legs. “please, dave, please touch me...need you so bad! ’m so wet for you, baby...” he looks up at you with that stupid fucking smirk and whispers out a “good girl” before diving right into your soaked pussy. and good lord, this man eats pussy like his life depends on it!
your legs are thrown over his shoulders, and it’s all so fuckin sloppy. his fingers are pressed inside of you as he laps at your swollen clit. his pupils are blown wide when you look down at him, and he’s staring up at you through his messy bangs, watching how you react to his touch. his chin is glistening with a mixture of your slick and his spit, and his pretty nose brushes up against your clit occasionally. you brush the hair from his face to get a better look at his pussydrunk expression, and it almost sends you over the edge. your hands weave into his curly hair and try to pull him away from you. dave growls when you pull his hair, his eyes rolling to the back of his head for a split second at the feeling, but he doesn’t budge. “oh shit- baby, ‘m gonna cum!” you cry out, your grip on his hair tightens, and you begin to squirm. dave wraps his arms around your plush thighs, pulls you closer to his mouth, and mumbles, “stop squirmin’, sweetheart.” your eyes roll back into your skull, and your legs start to shake. “c’mon sweetheart, cum for me. let go, baby.” dave growls. “fuck, fuck, fuck! i’m cumming-” you cry out. your whole body shudders, and your vision goes white. dave grunts against your pussy, helping you ride through your orgasm. “fuck, sweetheart...you did so good for me. so good, baby,” dave groans, “god…this pussy is gonna kill me, baby,” he breathes out, resting his head against your thigh, a dopey smile on his face. through your labored breathing, you manage to mumble, “what about you?” he looks up at you and laughs a bit, “no need to worry ‘bout me, sweetheart…you already made me cum in my pants like a fuckin’ teenager.”
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WASTED CHANCES
(Dave Mustaine x Reader)
I was just thinking about this Dave (80s) confessing his feeling with some sweet sex🤭
Warnings: smut, mention of drugs use (if you consider weed drugs), a little of kink size, eyes contact kink
Dave just couldn’t sleep that night, he kept turning around in the bed over and over, trying to find a comfortable position to fall asleep.
But he just couldn’t, you were all over his mind. He felt like he wasted a chance with you earlier today, you were so close to him, it was such a vulnerable moment… he should have took his chance.
But he didn’t, and that just wouldn’t let him sleep. You and Dave were close friends, you knew each other since middle school and he probably was the most important person in your life.
A week ago he got kicked out of Metallica, that night he came over at your door completely and totally drunk, you let him in and he passed out on your bed just an hour later. Since that night he spent the whole week at your place, not having nowhere to go, until he went to a motel because he said “he didn’t want to bother you more then he already had” but you really loved his presence, you wanted to say that to him but you thought it wasn’t appropriate.
He slept much better with you next to him, but now that you weren’t there he was struggling. He even tried to smoke a joint to fall asleep, usually it worked, but his brain just wouldn’t cooperate this time.
“Fuck it” he mumbled to himself, deciding he was just gonna come over at your place. He knew that he wouldn’t be able to sleep without you in any case, so it was pointless to keep trying.
It was 3 a.m. when he knocked on your door, waking you up from your peaceful sleep.
You got off the bed and put on one of his oversize shirt he left at your place to cover yourself up. You headed to the door, robbing your eyes with your hand as you yawned.
You opened the door, curious of who could be knocking at the door at this time of the night and, to be honest, you weren’t exactly surprised to see Dave standing in front of you like an idiot.
“Hey” you smiled at him even tho you were tired, you didn’t like to be waken up, but you were happy every time Dave came over, even if it was in the middle of the night.
“What are you doing here?” You asked.
He seemed a little bit embarrassed, rubbing the back of his head “couldn’t sleep. I… I wanted to see you again.” He confessed, making you smile wildly. And oh God, he loved that smile.
“Come in.” You said softly, opening the door fully to let him in.
He smiled a bit, entering your apartment slowly. It was all so familiar to him, it felt like home. He felt safe there, he felt safe with you.
“So… I was wondering if I could stay here tonight.” He said, trying to not sound rude.
Hearing those words just made your heart melt. Just as his heart did when he saw you were wearing his shirt, it just looked so good on you. He loved seeing you in his clothes, they were just so big on your small figure.
“Come.” you said, taking his hand and leading him into your bedroom. You always shared bed since you were little kids so it was normal for the two of you… even though this week felt different in a way nor of you could explain.
A few minutes later you were both laying on the bed, just starting into each other’s eyes in a some sort of trance.
“Why couldn’t you sleep?” You finally broke the silence, speaking in a hush tone.
He shrugged, turning so he was laying on his back as he watched the ceiling, his hands resting on his belly “I was thinking about you.” He finally admitted.
Your heart skipped a beat as you heard what you wanted to hear the most in these past few months. “What about me?” You asked even though deep down you knew what he was thinking about.
“About how much I want you.” He said turning his head to look at you, wanting to see some sort of reaction from you. But you just stayed still for a couple of seconds.
He was starting to give up, to think he was a fool to believe he had a chance with you. But then you kissed him, you kissed him hard, passionately and a little sloppy too.
He quickly grabbed you by your neck and waist to pull you close to him as he kissed you back, switching position so you were underneath him.
“I’ve been waiting for this.” You whispered between kisses.
He chuckled a bit as he caressed your cheek “could have told me sooner, sweetheart.”
You shut him up with another kiss as you pulled his shirt off hungrily. Your hole body consumed by lust.
When you felt his lips on your neck, shivers of pleasure ran down your spine as you let out soft moans.
“Dave…” You whispered so low he wasn’t sure if you actually said it or not.
“Say it again” he demanded as he took off your shirt, wanting a confirmation of what you just said.
“Dave” You said again, more loudly these time, making him harder.
He just loved your voice, and hearing soft moans leaving your mouth with his name turned him on so much.
He kissed you down your collarbone, than down your chest and belly, until he reached your most sensitive spot.
When you felt his lips kissing your clit, you closed your legs for instinct as a sweet sigh left your mouth.
“Ah, ah, ah. Keep ‘em open for me, sweetheart.” he said, putting his hand on your thighs as he opened them slowly again.
You nodded as you looked at him, biting your lower lips. As soon as he started to lick your throbbing pussy, you pushed your head back, letting sweet moans leaving your mouth. Soon you realized you had neighbors, so you decided it was better if you covered your mouth, but Dave wasn’t exactly happy with that.
He grabbed your wrists and pinned them on your belly so you couldn’t cover your mouth. “I want to hear you, baby.”
He kept sucking your clit, making you moan more then you wanted to. Suddenly you felt two of his fingers enter you and move inside and out of you at a steady pace, making you clench around them almost immediately.
“You like that, uh? Yeah, you do. I can feel it.” He teased you, making you whine.
“Please, Dave… I need more..” you moaned, grinding your hips against his fingers.
“I wanna make you feel good tonight, baby. So I’ll give up on the teasing for this time.” he said, and you thanked his for this.
He reached down to undo his belt and quickly take off his pants and boxs, letting his hard length spread out.
He was so fucking big. You were clearly surprised and your astounded face made him chuckle a bit before positioning himself at your entrance. “Are you sure, baby?” he asked you sweetly, looking at you in the eye.
You bite your lower lip as you nodded.
He started to enter you, scratching your walls slowly “eyes on me, sweetheart”
He said, putting a hand on your cheek to make you look at him.
You moaned a little when he entered you fully. He stayed still for a few seconds before moving to make you get used to his size, waiting for you to give him a nod.
When you finally nodded at him, he started to thrust in and out of you at a slow and steady peace, to make you get used to him.
You started to moan softly and you closed your eyes as you kissed him “go faster” you whispered on his lips, and that was just what he wanted to hear.
His thrusts became faster and harder, making you moan a lot more loudly. You pushed back you head, arching your back and closing your eyes as your mouth was completely open.
“Look at me.” he said as he grabbed your chin firmly, forcing you to look at him and making your walls tightening.
“Fuck your tight.” He groaned as he kept trusting in you
You felt you’re release coming close as he kept pushing in and out of you roughly “fuck Dave I’m so close..” you moaned.
“Me too baby” he groaned as his thrusts became more sloppy.
After a few more thrusts you felt your climax hitting you, making you orgasm.
This was just what he needed to cum too, and soon his hot seed was filling you up as he pushed deeper to not let it fall out.
He kissed you one more time before slowly pulling out of you as he moved your hair out of your face “I love you”
You smiled softly, kissing him once more “Maybe you could stay here a little longer then just tonight. And I love you too, by the way.”
#I fucking need him#dave mustaine#megadeth#megadeth smut#dave mustaine smut#dave mustaine x reader#metal#80s#80s metal#80s music
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Talk is Just Talk, Right?
A/N: Hey friends it's been a while! this is so short, I'm sorry and I'm not fully back yet, but I hope you enjoy this!
Requested by: @dowsinsanity
Genre: Smut 18+ MDNI
Words: 643
Warnings: Threesome mxfxm, oral(m and f receiving), fingering, unprotected creampie, biting
“What do you think doll?” Dave asked as he traced small shapes on my thigh.
My mind raced a million miles a minute. Dave and I had talked about letting one of his band members join in the bedroom. I always thought it was just that, talk. But as he and Cliff sat in front of me telling me it could be a reality, my brain short circuited. First off, I never thought Dave would actually be into it as he can be a little possessive. I’m not angry about it, I just didn’t think it would ever happen. Second, ever since I met Cliff there had been a spark. Not that I was looking to leave Dave, I love him, however I can’t deny the natural chemistry Cliff and I share.
“We don’t have to, it was just a suggestion.” Cliff said. My eyes met his and I suddenly realized I needed to give these men an answer.
“Yes, I think it’s a great idea.” I said bashfully.
The men heard my answer and we quickly left the bar.
“Eyes on me, pretty girl.” Cliff said as he loomed over the side of the bed.
My eyes flicked to his face as my jaw was hung open. Dave was feasting on me from behind and I could feel the coil tightening in my stomach.
My eyes fell from his face as he pulled his already hardening cock out of his pants. My mouth watered as I licked the tip. Cliff hissed, and my eyes made their way back to his face as I took him into my mouth.
I watched as his face twisted in pleasure as I swirled my tongue around his cock.
I moaned as Dave inserted two fingers into me, he alternated between curling and scissoring them.
Cliff bucked his hips, his cock sliding further down my throat. Tears threatened to fall from my eyes as I choked. I hollowed my cheeks and bobbed my head back and forth. I closed my eyes as the coil snapped and I came on Dave’s fingers.
“You taste divine as always.” Dave murmured and kissed the small of my back. I could feel him shifting around. I moaned again as he split me open with his cock. He set a hard and fast pace. The lewd sounds of our bodies slapping together filled the room.
Cliff fisted my hair and held my head still as he began fucking my face. He matched Dave’s pace. The tears that had entered my eyes earlier now fell down my cheeks and I screamed around Cliff’s cock as my orgasm ripped through me.
Dave and Cliff continued, overstimulating me as they found their own highs.
Cliff came down my throat, and I did my best to swallow what I could, as Dave filled my pussy with his cum.
Cliff pulled his cock out of my mouth. He took my chin in between his fingers lifting it up so our eyes met. I am sure I was a sight to behold with my mascara running down my face as cum and spit dribbled down my chin.
“Such a good girl.” He said, and I smiled softly at him still feeling hazy from my orgasms.
Dave lifted me up against him as he slowly fucked his cum into me marking me as his.
“Love to do this again sometime.” Cliff said as he tucked his cock back into his pants.
“Just as long as you remember she’s mine, Burton.” Dave said and then bit my shoulder causing me to whimper.
“Sure.” Cliff smirked and sent me a wink as he left the room.
“Let’s get you cleaned up, doll.” Dave said as he kissed the area he bit.
I hope Dave shares me with Cliff again. I could get used to them both bringing me so much pleasure.
Thanks for reading! Requests are closed but feel free to chat :)
-Isa
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I LOVE DILF DAVE SO MUCH OH MY GOD 🗣⁉️
imagine him getting you ready before you guys fuck and he's fingering you so slowly that your trying to grind on them until he pounds his fingers in and out, making you clench around him. he would just love seeing you like this and wanting to make you cum before he even really touches you. he'd find it so pathetic and tease you about it.
"Dave- Dave, baby!! stop.. 'm gonna cum!"
"really? already? fuckin' slut. getting off to me and my dicks not even inside of you yet? you're fuckin' pathetic, hun."
he'd growl before you squirm and squeal. he's just so full of pride that he's going faster and faster, hitting deep inside of your cunt.
you bite your lip from your orgasm, trying not to make noise before you cover Dave's hand in your fluid. he just groans, pulling out before wiping his fingers on your plush thigh.
"felt that good, huh?"
he laughed before seeing you nod frantically, looking at him with watery eyes.
"want somethin' else that'll feel better? yeah?"
he grabbed your cheek, caressing it before you started nodding again. "course you do, baby. open for me," he put his finger in your mouth to pry it open before pulling himself out and shoving his length down your throat. you already started gagging before he started fucking your mouth like a fleshlight.
he loved the sight and couldn't get enough of your eyes rolling back and slobbering all over his dick like a braindead slut. "mm- dave-" your words were muffled before he pulled out and rested his wet length on your cheek. he tipped his head to the side before putting his hair behind his ear, waiting for you to talk.
"please- please, put it in..."
you begged, a frown forming on your face now. he smirked before he slapped his length against your juicy, blood shot lips.
"dunno, does the slut deserve it?"
everytime he put it against your lips, saliva attached to the tip from your bottom lip. you already looked fucked out, which only made him hornier.
"yes! please- i do, sir.. I'll be so good. please use me, please daddy?"
the name caught him off guard before he shook his head and brought his cock down to your slick pussy, shoving himself inside, balls deep before he started thrusting harshly in and out.
your breath hitches everytime he went in, him cupping one of your tits along with your neck.
you were a moaning mess under Dave, choking on your saliva as your eyes rolled back.
"ah, ah ah. fucking look at me."
he groaned before trying your best to meet his eyes. he looked so lustful from above and you could care less. "sir- sir!" you choked out, biting your lip.
"what was that, princess?"
he squeezed harder around your neck, smirking to himself.
"i- i.."
you could barely get anything out before you clung onto his arm, him just staring at your pussy while his dick was thrusting in and out even faster now, clenching around him everytime he did.
"fuck!"
he hissed before his rhythm got messier, throwing his head back before he came inside of you. him still fucking you through his own orgasm.
"fuck- cum for me baby- please, fuck-"
it was overstimulating for himself as you kept clenching around his dick to make it harder for him. he let out deep grunts and soft whines, him trying to go faster just so you would get off. his seed splattering all over your thighs and stomach before you came.
"daddy! my god- i-im cumming!"
you threw your head back before he came a second time. you were so full, already, him making you his.
Dave pulled out before lifting your legs above your head and spreading your folds to see his seed seep out of you, only making his pride deepen.
"fuckin' cockslut.."
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I need you to write a fic where the reader is embarrassed to moan, and Dave Mustaine just fucks the reader so well that he can't hold back the moans of pleasure anymore (fem reader) please
A/n: So sorry for the long wait, I don't know what was keeping me from writing this for like a week but I hope you enjoy it now that it's written lol :3
Warnings: Smut, oral sex (f receiving), slight angst, a little bit of fluff at the end lol, let me know if you think I missed anything :3
You’d been seeing your boyfriend for a while and have yet to have sex. It’s not that you don’t want to, definitely not because he didn’t want to. You have done things, hand jobs, blow jobs, all on him. You couldn’t bring yourself to let him hear you moan, there was just something so uncomfortable about it in your mind.
You never brought it up to Dave, you just let him live in peaceful bliss. Or so you thought.
While Dave loved what you did for him he wanted to go further. He never pushed it on you because he didn’t want to cross your boundaries but he did try to open you up to the idea, with you not telling him why you didn’t want to do anything he had no idea why you kept stopping him short of getting what he wanted.
It was movie night, Dave asked you early on in the week and you happily accepted. Spending a night cuddled up to your boyfriend while snacking? How could you say no!
You were now snuggled up beside him on the couch in his living room while some cheesy comedy was on. You kept giggling at the bad jokes but Dave seemed completely uninterested and distracted.
Eventually you had enough of it. You reached for the remote on the coffee table and paused the movie. “What’s on your mind?” You asked, looking up at him with a concerned look.
“Nothing.” He mumbled. The ginger took the remote from you and unpaused the movie. You let it be for a moment before pausing the movie once more.
“Something is clearly bothering you...” You tossed the remote to the other side of the couch so he couldn’t get it back. “Is it the band? Bad interview? Talk to me, please?” You rubbed your hand on his thigh, you rested your head on his shoulder and nuzzled closer to him.
“Talk to you? Why don’t you talk to me?” He asked, looking down at you in an almost offended tone. Your eyes widened and you pulled away slightly.
“What do you mean?”
“Why don’t you want to fuck?” He asked bluntly. “Is it me? Are you waiting for marriage?” Your gaze fell to the ground and you pulled further away from him with your hands fidgeting in your lap.
“It-it’s not you, I just...” You trailed off, unsure of how to finish your sentence.
“Then what is it?” He demanded. You bit your lip as you thought about your options. At that moment you thought of one thing you could do to fix this. So, without a moment for him to stop you, you got on his lap and kissed him. Dave let out a noise of surprise but quickly melted into the kiss. His hand ran up your sides, into your hair and squeezing your ass. He gripped your hips and pulled you down to grind against him.
Dave let out low groans into your mouth and, as his hips bucked up into your, you were starting to let out soft moans. Of course, hearing the noises you were making made you uncomfortable and self-conscious so you did what you always did when that happened and pulled away.
You wiped your mouth and started getting off the couch, going to get on your knees and suck your boyfriend off, which you knew he always enjoyed. This time, however, he stopped you. He stood from the couch, towering over you, and turned you back to the couch. He pushed you down, forcing you to sit as he got on his knees in front of you.
“It’s always the same with you,” the ginger started, “we get going and right before it gets good you stop.” He began to take off your pants, despite your squirming.
“I-I wasn’t stopping, I just figured-”
“I don’t care what you were going to do.” Dave interrupted, staring intently at your crotch, just what he wanted. All that was keeping him from your heat was the thin layer of your panties. “I want to make you cum for once.” He placed open mouth kisses over your cunt, making you shiver.
Dave pulled the cloth down your legs. He then placed both hands on either of your knees and spread your legs. He wasted no time in shoving his face into your already slick folds, licking a strip all the way up and kissing your clit. He groaned at the salty taste and continued lapping at you.
You slapped a hand over your mouth to muffle the noises you desperately wanted to make. You wanted to scream out his name at the way he ate you, the way his tongue dipped into you, the way he sucked your sensitive nub. All of it had your head spinning.
You felt a heat rising in you. Dave was looking up at you from between your legs, he was watching the way you reacted and when he saw how close you were he reached up to grip your hand. “I want to hear you when you cum.” He stated, his hot breath fanning over your cunt. He went right back to pleasing you and soon you reached your climax, bucking your hips up, squeezing his head between your thighs. Your head rolled back onto the couch and your jaw dropped as a slur of moans fell from your lips.
He didn’t stop until he was sure you were coming down from the high, and when he was he stood up for a moment. He manhandled you to be laying down on the couch. “See? That was good, wasn’t it?” He asked, holding your face in his hands. You nodded weakly, heart still beating fast and your breathing lost all rhythm. Dave quickly got his cock out of its jean confines and hit the tip against your clit. “Let me hear you more, baby.” He said as he pushed in.
He gave you a moment to adjust to his size before he started moving, thrusting in and out of you at a good pace. You bit your lip and he gave you a look before smacking your ass. “What did I say?” He asked in that high, raspy voice he used on stage.
“Ah~ ‘M sorry, ‘m sorry.” You stammered, letting your mouth fall open with all the lewd noises leaving you as he began to go faster. Your body shook every time he slammed into you and you couldn’t get enough of it, the way he stretched you out, how deep he was, how he kept rubbing up against your clit. It had you seeing stars and that warmth built up again. “Fuck-fuck, ‘m gonna-gonna cum again!” You whined, gripping onto Dave’s shoulders as he continued to rut into you.
“Cum for me, baby, cum on my dick.” Your body shook as you came again, soaking his cock in your juices. Of course Dave didn’t stop this time, repeatedly ramming into you to reach his own high. Your eyes filled with tears, loud moans, cries and whines kept leaving you until Dave finally finished inside you, pumping you full of his seed.
He stayed inside of you for a moment longer, breathing heavily as he hovered over top of you. “Fuck, so fucking pretty for me.” He mumbled, brushing some of your hair out of your face, a few strands sticking to your face with sweat. “Can’t keep hiding those pretty sounds from me.” He kissed your cheek, forehead and finally your lips.
You gave a small nod as your eyes began to close and you drifted off to sleep, with your last waking moment being Dave getting you settled in his lap.
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can you please write something that involves sitting on dave's lap 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
I JUST KNOW that dave LOVES having your weight on top of him, while listening to you talk about your day and stroking your back and kissing you from time to time, he likes the feeling of looking up so he can watch you caress his cheek and hair. resting his head on your chest and clinging to you so tight that you can't get rid of his big arms so easily <3<3<3<3
nah cuz THIS dave (around 2000') with THIS request fits perfectly.
i feel like dave would be such a fan of you sitting on his lap, this man would constantly ask you to climb on top of him so he could wrap his big arms around you to be as close to you as possible, while the tip of his nose would wander all over the hollow of your neck and plant little kisses that would make a path to your lips, all this without taking his eyes off you <3
he just loves coming in from a day at the studio and patting his thigh so he can touch and cuddle you all he couldn't in all those hours he was away from home. for him having his girl on top while the two of you talk has become a routine. him circling your waist and you playing with his curls is a dopamine shot straight to his brain. even more so if he ends up with you in bed after his cock has gotten hard from the constant rubbing <33
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dilf teacher! dave mustaine who teaches female reader how to touch herself
WOAH im gonna award you with best request of the fucking century, this shit has me EXPLODING. I love for this one so much nonnie. Literally dm me I wanna be ur friend 😭
The lecture had long finished, and I found myself staying late with my professor. Professor Mustaine.
He had very long ginger hair, and sharpest, most handsome eyes you'd ever seen. They were enough to slice me in half.
He was tall too, and I loved how his broad shoulders tapered down to his narrow hips. He was so beautiful that sometimes I wondered if he was real. If he wasn't some figment of my imagination.
I know he could tell I had a bit of a crush on him, because he didn't let other students sit in his lap like I was right now.
I Knew it was crazy. I knew it was wrong. I knew it was scandalous. But I couldn't help but love how he made me feel. "Tell me sweetheart.." he trailed off, running his hands down my body. "How often to you touch yourself for me?" He asked with a smug grin.
I blushed. My face turned bright red. I turned my head away from him, but he caught me, turning me back towards him. "Answer me." He said firmly.
"I-I don't know what you mean?" I said quickly.
"You mean to say you've never touched yourself?
You've never masturbated?" His voice rose into a laugh as I nodded shyly. "Oh, sweetie. It's time you learned then isn't it?"
He said softly. I nodded again, this time my eyes pleading with him to take me. He chuckled slightly.
"Stand up sweetheart." He ordered. I stood up and stepped out of the chair. I glanced around the room, wondering who would find us here. But when I Looked back at him, he was still staring at me.
"Look at me," he ordered, and I obeyed. "Good girl.
Now take your clothes off for me." He commanded, and once again, I did as I was told.
When I was naked, I felt self-conscious. But his hands on me brought me to life. They made me want to be the best version of myself. To please him any way he wanted. "Is that better?" He asked. I nodded.
"Sit on my desk," he instructed, helping lift me up onto the large desktop. My leg instinctively shut, afraid of him looking at me down there.
He stood behind the desk, my back laying against his chest. He had a good view down my body and where I would soon play with myself. He smiled, seeing my discomfort, and said, "Open them for me. Open your legs." I obeyed him hesitantly, feeling foolish that I hadn't done this sooner.
I was scared, I had never done this before, but I was grateful to have professor Dave to show me how.
He gently brushed the hair out of my face and looked me in the eyes. "We will go at your pace. I promise. I just want you to know how to make yourself feel good when I can't."
He took my hand in his, slowly pulling my fingers to my crotch.
I squirmed under his touch, wanting more.
Wanting all of him. But I trusted him, and I knew he wouldn't do anything to hurt me.
He took my finger and placed it over my clit, circling it slowly. It took me a second to adjust, and then the pleasure hit me like a brick wall. It felt so good, better than anything I've ever felt before.
"Rub in circles, can you do that for me?" Dave whispered, still softly guiding my hand.
I nodded and began rubbing in little circles. He leaned forward, kissing my shoulder. It was so soft and gentle, I felt as though I were floating. It was hard to keep focus on what I was doing.
"Such a good job, does that feel good?" He asked gently, watching with the hungriest eyes as I masturbated for the very first time in front of him.
"Yes, Sir." I moaned, unable to answer any other way. "Lower your fingers, feel how wet you are,"
he ordered, making me lower my fingers so I could feel how slick my pussy was. I gasped slightly at the fluids dripping down my thighs.
"Is that all for me, sweet girl?" He cooed, also reaching down to feel how soaked I was. I nodded hastily, my pussy throbbing with these new sensations.
"I want you to put two fingers inside of you," he instructed me. "B-but profess-" he cut me off before I could finish. "Do it, I promise it'll feel good."
I did as he said, sliding two fingers into my hot core. I gasped in shock, and he chuckled slightly.
"That's it. Feel how tight you are? That feels so good, doesn't it?" I nodded, breathing heavily.
He took my hand in his, showing me how to use my thumb on my clit while my fingers were deep inside of me. Slowly, he guided my hand, making sure I knew exactly what to do.
It hurt a little bit but I quickly got used to my own fingers, curling this slightly as I fingered myself.
The pain turned into a delicious ache, and soon the only thing I was able to focus on was the arousal.
"That's such a good girl," Dave encouraged.
I could feel the knot in my stomach becoming increasingly tight and I had a feeling I was gonna cum. "Professor, I think I'm gonna cum, what do I do?" I whined in panic.
"You don't need to do anything, just let it happen," he reassured me. "Let go." And that was exactly what I did.
I continued to work at myself until I finally felt release, it was the most pleasure I'd ever felt in my life, all compacted into a few seconds. I moaned out, squirting cum all over my legs and our hands.
The liquid sprayed slightly until it came to a dribble, a puddle of cum all over his desk.
"Oh god," I breathed out, completely spent. Dave chuckled. "Well, there's your first lesson."
I exhaled with a slight laugh, leaning my head back into his shoulder. "Did you like that?" He asked me softly, brushing my cheek.
I blushed slightly, trying to ignore the strong urges that were still running through me. "Y-yes, Sir." I stammered, unsure what to say. "Good girl," he praised, kissing my cheek.
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WHEN DID THIS BECOME A WHOREHOUSE???
i love men and their slutty little waists <333
#smth abt men in crop tops bro…#they’re so fine i’m on the floor#HELLO#they look so yummy stop#james hetfield#duff mckagan#dave mustaine#james hetfield smut#duff mckagan smut#dave mustaine smut
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⭑ DAVE MUSTAINE WITH A BIMBO / GIRLY GF
⭑ authors note: here are some random headcanons because i love channeling my inner karen smith (mean girls) and elle woods to write these
⭑ warnings: lots of kisses, dave is a smug asshole, small descriptions of sex (like two paragraphs), i got carried away with these hc’s because i’m delusional
⭑ pairing: dave mustaine x fem!bimbo!reader
- if we’re talking late 90s / 2000s dave?? this man will treat you like a princess, he will endlessly spoil you in kisses and gifts, i just know it. he’d be so gentle on you too, like he’s the type of guy that will never not have a hand around wrapped around your waist ( this is very effective when it come to him stoping you from tripping on air )
- constantly sitting in his lap and just playing with his hair as you talk about whatever happened to you that day or about a particular new line of makeup, he would not understand a single word you’re saying but is very supportive and nods along as you try to explain
- same goes for you whenever he talks about things you don’t understand, he’ll try to go in depth with his explanations untill you understand <33
- he’s possessive as hell, especially because you’re a little unobservant when it comes to the world around you, and he just wants to make sure nobody’s treating you wrong, it works too because dave is low key a little intimidating so i feel if he sent someone a glare they would back off pretty quickly
- thats not me saying that you can’t defend yourself though! dave has absolutely seen you tear into any pervy or downright disrespectful men and he loves that you’re not afraid to stand up for yourself or sacrifice a heel to throw at someone
- but he is a softie for you that will back you up and cuss anyone out if they try to mess with you :)
- speaking of him being possessive though . . . this man will absolutely cover you in hickeys, he doesn’t care if you complain about you having to use a lot of foundation to cover it. On days where you don’t have the time or patience to cover it he’ll walk next to you all smug and happy all day
- dave lowkey has a right being so smug though because i know he’d treat you so well in bed, like he’d give it to you any way you want it just cause you’re his girl ‘n he loves you so much
- if you want it rough? dave will have you bent in half beneath him with your legs thrown over his shoulders and your mascara running down your face as he thrusts his hip up into you at a bruising pace
- you want it soft? he’ll slowly rock his hips into you from behind as you watch a movie cuddled up on the couch. and he’ll shush you whenever your whines start to get too loud and tell you to focus on the movie.
- either way when you’re done he’s wiping away any of your tears and planting a sloppy kiss on you that smudges up your lip gloss even more.
- if you gave him bracelets to match with you he would wear it forever, like imagine seeing dave walk around in his black heavy metal tees while wearing a bunch of bright pink bracelets with hearts and glitter all over them that you made for him.
- and if the bracelets break or fall off, he’s coming to you with pouty lips and begging you to make another one like ‘baby, please make me another one? i didn’t mean to break it, i swear!’
- i swear sometimes you be thinking he’s the princess in the relationship because at least 80% of the time there’s some residual lipstick marks on his neck or his lips would constantly be at least a little pink from your lipstick rubbing off on him when you guys kiss
- oh my god . . . sitting with him while he practices on his guitar too, you’ll sit there all patiently while making more bracelets or reading some fashion magazine and when you’re not doing that you’re only ever watching the way his hands glide and pluck at the strings on his guitar ( he gets smug and teases you about this because he’s an ass and he loves the way your voice gets all whiny in pitch as you try to defend yourself against his teasing )
- and he’d never not have some sort of pink hairband or clip stored in his pocket for you but it’s fine because he knows you always carry things for him in your little pink purse like guitar picks or an extra water for if he gets thirsty :}
- in conclusion, someone get this man a silly little bimbo girlfriend who will always lay kisses on him !!! (i volunteer)
#dave mustaine x reader#dave mustaine smut#dave mustaine#metallica#megadeath#dahliaslove rockstars#ignore this if you follow me for my slasher stuff 😣💔#or don’t#it’s your choice#dave mustaine fluff#megadeath smut
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ever since i read a post on here a while ago about dilf! dave with a younger gf i have not been the same and quite frankly, i need to write about it before i combust
summary: reader is being a brat, and dave is not having it. (also dave is kinda sorta really mean?)
nsfw under the cut!
ok so let's say you meet dave in his mid forties, while you yourself are in your mid twenties. this relationship is quite different from dave's previous ones. for one, he's a lot more mature, a lot more subdued; he's not as impulsive or unruly as he was in his youth. secondly, he's (arguably) become more patient, which, incidentally, makes him an excellent brat tamer.
granted, dave doesn't have to tame you often; especially considering he treats you like a princess. he takes you out on dates, buys you nice things (even if you whine and tell him not to spend his money on you), makes sure you feel loved and cared for. he basically treats you as if you hung the stars in the sky. you're his pride and joy, his baby.
if this wasn't enough, dave fucks you good too. any way you ask for it, he'll give it to you; if you want it gentle, he's pulling you into the missionary position or spooning you, giving you gentle deep thrusts as he whispers words of praise. if you want it rough, dave's yanking your hair, manhandling you into all sorts of positions, pushing your head down so he can shove his cock unapologetically down your throat; the whole nine yards. usually though, dave only gets rough with you whenever you're being a brat.
it's not often that you decide to be bratty, but usually it comes after a show, when you're tired and ready to go home, or when you're out and a girl comes up to get an autograph, and begins not-so-subtly flirting with him. other times, it's simply because you want to get a rise out of him. and this was one of those times.
you and dave are spending precious time together at home, watching a movie and sitting on the couch. usually, you're cuddled up underneath his big arm, but tonight you decide to curl up at the complete opposite end of the couch. dave, who's just come home from tour a few weeks ago, doesn't like the lack of physical contact.
"c'mere, honey." dave mutters, reaching his hand out to touch your outstretched leg. in response, you curl your leg back towards you, dave's finger tips barely gliding against your bare leg. a decidedly bratty, slightly mean-spirited thing to do, you think to yourself.
"don't wanna," you huff out. it's childish, you're aware, but you really want to see how much you can work dave up. usually he has a bit more patience with you, however, today, unbeknownst to you, his patience is thin.
"fix your attitude." dave says, a stern look on his face. part of you already wants to fold, to be his good girl and curl up next to him, give him gentle kisses all over his face. but again, you want to see just how far you can push him.
so, you dramatically turn your nose up at him, and respond, "fix it for me."
instantly the mood changes. dave's arm shoots out to grab your calf and yanks your leg, pulling your body into a laying position on the couch.
"i didn't ask you. i told you." dave grits out. your eyes widen in surprise. "fix. your. attitude." deciding to test your luck, you hesitantly shake your head no in response.
"no?" dave's voice lilts in a condescending tone. he seemingly gives you one more chance to speak, to say something to quell his anger, but you stay wide-eyed and silent.
dave's face darkens with a mix of lust and anger, and for a fleeting moment, you're scared. but that fear soon turns into a heat that pools between your legs.
"you're gonna regret this little attitude of yours, i hope you know." dave smirks, and tangles a fist in your hair to yank you up from your laying position.
"get up." he hisses, and with his fist in your hair, he guides you over his knee and instructs you to pull your pajama pants down.
with your torso over his knee, it's hard to get your pants down in the awkward position, but dave only pulls your hair harder, snapping "hurry up. i don't have all fuckin' day, slut."
as soon as your pants are down, dave's landing harsh, heavy-handed smacks to your ass, making you squirm in his grip.
"the fuck's gotten into you, huh? you just wanted me to be rough with you? is that it?" dave growls out, "decided to be a bitch so i'd show this pretty pussy of yours some attention?"
"m not bein' a bitch," you whine out, "you are." you mumble, mostly to yourself, but dave hears your backtalk.
"you really don't know when to shut the fuck up, do you whore?" dave snarls, and spreads your legs apart. before you can dig yourself into an even deeper hole, he starts delivering rough, hard slaps to your pussy.
your whines rise in pitch, and you feel tears begin to prick in your eyes from the mix of pain and pleasure. in vain, you try to wriggle from his grasp, to block his hands from your heat, but he just swats them away and growls at you to be still. but suddenly, it what seems to be an act of mercy, dave stops, and begins rubbing the heated flesh of your backside.
"aww, does it hurt, baby?" he coos in a condescending tone, but your too delirious with pain and pleasure to realize it.
"mmhm," you sniffle, nodding your head.
"good, it's supposed to." dave sneers, and begins smacking your ass and cunt once more. "you think you can just give me attitude and get away with it? huh, you little slut?" he questions, but you're so far gone already all you can do is cry and attempt to blubber out an apology.
"p-please!! daddy, m'sorry, i didn't mean to," you cry out. despite your initial commitment to being a brat, with the hits dave is delivering to your ass and clit, your stubbornness quickly determinations into submission.
"well, you should've thought about that before you opened that mouth of yours," dave replies in a condescending tone. however, to your surprise, dave decides to show you mercy, and sinks his fingers deep into your cunt as he's rubbing the battered skin of your backside.
"m'sorry.." you whimper, big hot tears running down your cheeks.
dave coos at you once more, this time in a genuine way. "i know, baby. but you've learned your lesson, haven't you?".
before he can even finish his sentence, you're frantically nodding his head. "mmhm! m'your good girl, promise!" you babble in his lap. if he weren't so turned on, dave might've laughed at your pathetic state. instead, all he could feel was a surge of pride that he had reduced you to such a state in such a short amount of time.
"i know, baby, you just had to be reminded of that, huh sweetheart?" he says, pushing your curled body off of his lap. before you can pout at the loss of contact, dave gestures to the bed, "why don't you lay on your back for me, pretty?."
this time, dave does laugh, watching as you scramble to lay on the bed, just as he asked of you. he crawls on top of you, and lays in between your legs. he craddles your head in his hands, placing soft, gentle kisses to your skin; a stark contrast to his rough actions only moments earlier.
"you're so pretty when you cry." dave mumbles, almost to himself. you nuzzle your face into the side of one of his hands, and gasp as you feel the head of dave's cock run through your wet folds.
as he slowly slides his cock inside of you, you begin rambling once more. "thank you, f-fuck, thank you,". however, you're gratefulness doesn't last long, as dave sets a brutal, unforgiving pace.
"f-fuck! s'too much, please," you whine, feebly pushing your hands against his lower torso in an attempt to push him away. if you didn't know any better, you'd say he was in your stomach with how deep he's thrusting into you. it's all too much to handle, especially after his rather rough spanking. it'd be a miracle if you could sit tomorrow, much less walk. much to your dismay, dave simply swats your hands away, and hikes your legs over his shoulders, folding you in half.
"what? did you think i'd let you get off with only a spanking? after talking to me like you did?" dave smirks at your widening eyes of realization, that the punishment has only just begun.
#this took forever to complete but its finally done!!#dave mustaine#dave mustaine x reader#dave mustaine smut#dave mustaine fanfiction#megadeth#megadeth fanfiction#megadeth smut#megadeth x reader
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based on an ask i got about young bestfriend!james, kirk and dave with a virgin reader but i LOST THE ASK. so here you go anon wherever you are i’m so sorry i lost ur ask i hope you enjoy
let’s just pretend kirk dave and james are all besties for this okay?
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you, kirk, james, and dave had been lifelong best friends. you watched them as they grew up, as they watched you. from when james had that awful acne that he couldn’t get to go away, and when dave got drunk for the first time and you had to drag him away with his knuckles bloody at 16. when kirk got his first girlfriend, and you had a mini celebration with him in your room when he finally broke up with her.
now, in your early adulthood, your friday’s are spent together on the couch, taking your pick of movies to watch. it’s kirk’s choice tonight, and so of course the boy picked out a new horror movie he wanted to get into. so far, it hasn’t been so amusing. kirk has even fallen asleep, head on your lap, eyes closed and mouth slightly ajar as your eyes droop despite the screams coming from your shitty TV.
james’ head that was previously on your shoulder has lowered to be mashed into the side of your boob, slender legs half-thrown over the armrest of the couch. dave’s head is on top of yours on your right, hands resting where kirk’s legs are thrown over his lap. you’re all a little tipsy still from the beer you had (too much), and when you nudge dave’s head off your shoulder to look at him with half lidded eyes, dave suddenly gets the burst of confidence to lift a hand up to your cheek, and go in for a kiss.
you make a surprised “mmmph” noise into dave’s mouth before returning the kiss happily. these feelings you’ve had for all three of them have been bubbling up for years, and you would never be able to choose just one of them. maybe you don’t have to, you think, as you feel a second pair of lips on your neck. james has removed his head from where it was resting to lick and suck at your clavicle, and then your jaw. you pull away from dave to look down at him, bringing his lips to yours as dave takes james’ place at your jaw.
now a pair of hands are massaging your thighs, a third set of lips leaving kisses where your sleep shorts have ridden up. kirk. you eye him and see him grin up at you with those crooked teeth you find so pretty. you let out a sigh as two pairs of hands fondle your tits, reaching behind.m the fabric of your shirt to rub at your nipples.
“james.. dave.. oh fuck.” kirk feels left out, taking a bite of your thigh resulting in a startled yelp of his name that seems to satisfy him. this is the farthest you have ever gotten with anyone. the rest is unknown territory that you’re enthusiastic to explore. you wouldn’t trust anyone else to take you there but the three boys pressed against you right now.
kirk slides completely off the couch, asking a little “okay?” as he grips the waistbands of your panties and shorts in his hands.
“yes,” you reply, breathless from kisses, and kirk slides your undergarments off your legs and fans his warm breath over your soaked pussy. you open up for him more as james rips off your shirt to get a mouth on one of your nipples, while dave tweaks the other with two fingers.
“thought about this for so long, fuck…” dave whispers. you throb for him, grabbing his free hand and clenching down as kirk presses a kiss to your clit. the warmth and wetness of his tongue is addictive, you decide, as he licks a stripe up your center before pressing his tongue between your folds. james and dave start a back and forth exchange of praises.
“so pretty, look at you.”
“doing so well. bet kirk loves the taste of you..”
“can’t wait to get my mouth on you myself.”
your head is spinning with it. and dave asks “you wanna help us feel good?” in which you nod so hard that you feel like a fool for it. but you don’t think about it for too long as you hear two pairs of jeans unzip, and you look down to see dave’s cock right up close, and then james takes your hand to help guide you in jerking him off.
“give it some kisses for me, baby,” dave says all sly, grin on his face. you look up at him as you do just that, eyes boring into his and he has to look away so he doesn’t cum too quick. while james guides your hand, dave brings your head down over his cock for you to lick and suck at him. your moans from kirk still eating you out sending vibrations up his spine. “look so good with your mouth full like that. oh- shit…” you swirl your tongue around him in a way you would imagine feels good as kirk pulls away from you, breathless.
he comes up to slot his legs between yours (when did he get his pants off?!), the head of his cock pushing at your folds. dave has you pull off him momentarily, and james stops holding your hand in his.
“you want this?” kirk asks, all sweet, big doe eyes staring at you with so much love it hurts.
“only ever wanted it with you three,” you respond and they all smile and blush a little at that. dave leans down to kiss you deeply.
“breathe for us,” james says, and then kirk is pushing into you slowly. the stretch makes tears run down your cheeks. dave and kirk both praising you and telling you it’s going to feel so good soon. james is rubbing your clit in slow circles as kirk starts to move. for the first time that night, kirk’s lips interlock with yours. his thrusts get faster, less coordinated, and you know he’s gonna cum. he’s so overwhelmed by the feeling of you and he would be embarrassed if he wasn’t so caught up in the moment.
“auh- fuck… i’m cumming!” and then kirk is spilling inside you (thank god for birth control). he pulls out slowly, watching his cum leak out of you, before dave is pulling you to your hands and knees on the couch.
“open,” he says, and you do so immediately. letting him push his cock into your mouth as james comes to push his into your swollen pussy. you moan as they push you back and forth, kirk bringing a hand up to rub at your clit. you’re all so close. you can feel dave twitching in your mouth, james’ grip on your hips tightening. kirk rubs your clit faster.
“i can feel you squeezing me, you gonna cum? i’m so close, know dave is too. want you to come with us.” james is breathless, his words coming out strained. “that’s it baby. there you go. you can do it..” and then you’re cumming on james’ cock, moaning around dave. dave grips your hair in his hands to push you down as far as you let him, letting out a slew of punched out moans that have you roll your eyes back in your head as james spills into you with groans of his own.
you swallow the best you can around dave, some of his cum leaking out of the corners of your mouth and down your chin. after he pulls out he wipes your lips with his thumb, feeding the rest of his cum to you which you lick up. james pulls out of you, breathless and thoroughly fucked out. as soon as james lets go of your hips your legs give out, collapsing onto the couch, breathing heavy.
“you did so good for us,” kirk whispers to you. dave takes you in his arms to carry you off to your shared bathroom, starting a bath to get you cleaned up.
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COUGH COUGH AGAIN IM SORRY FOR WHATEVER THE HELL HAPPENED BUT HERE. hope you enjoyed nonetheless<3
#asks and replies#metallica#megadeath#dave mustaine#james hetfield#kirk hammett#kirk hammett x reader#kirk hammett smut#james hetfield x reader#james hetfield smut#dave mustaine smut#dave mustaine x reader
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omg married dave n u where ur wearing js easy access stuff while ur cooking n he slips it in 🧎♀️
OOOOH, you actually want me dead sage jesus christ this is so good...
warnings: smut, unprotected sex, creampies, kitchen sex
imagine waking up next to dave, sore from last night’s activities. you watch him sleep fondly, admiring how he looks basked in the morning sun streaming from the window. you notice that he’s hogging the blankets and let out an exasperated chuckle before getting up from the bed. on your way out of the bedroom, you pick up dave’s discarded shirt from the floor and slip it over your head.
when dave wakes up, he immediately notices you’re gone from the bed. he slowly slides out of the heap of blankets and begins to make his way towards the kitchen. the first thing he sees when he walks through the doorway is you standing in front of the stove, scrambling some eggs in a skillet. his eyes rake down your figure, his gaze lingering on your bare thighs for a bit too long. he sneaks up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist, burying his face into your neck and pressing kisses against it. you startle slightly at the touch at first, relaxing when you realize that it’s your husband. a smile pulls at your lips, and you lean back into him, “good morning, baby,” you say, turning your head and placing a chaste kiss on his lips before turning back to the stove.
dave rests his head on your shoulder, watching as you prepare breakfast. he knows he shouldn't be getting so turned on at the sight of you doing something so innocent, but he really can’t help it. the way that his shirt falls over your form drives him crazy, and knowing that he could just push it up, slide your panties to the side, and slip a finger or two inside of you drives him even crazier.
you’re just about finished cooking when you feel dave’s hands slide up your shirt and grope at your tits. you moan quietly, turning your head to look at him, “baby, i’m cooking right now…” dave hums, pinching a nipple between his fingers and smirking, “well, keep cooking then, sweetheart.” dave slides a hand down to slip into your panties and begins toying with your clit, rubbing slow circles on the sensitive nub. you try your best to concentrate on the food, but it’s hard when your husband is playing with you like this.
“dave…’m gonna burn the food if we don’t stop,” you murmur, reaching down to try and move his hand away.
you can hear him chuckle behind you as he uses the hand that was once playing with your tits to switch off the stove burner and set the skillet aside. dave pulls you away from the stove, not wanting you to get burnt, as he fucks into you and presses you against one of the counters. he pulls your panties to the side and runs two fingers through your soaking cunt, smirking at the wetness covering his hand.
dave carefully slips his cock out from his sweatpants and presses the tip into your hole. you whimper at the feeling, your pussy still sore from last night. dave pushes himself into you further, your cunt stretching to accommodate his size again. he’s got a grip on the fat of your ass, hands grabbing tighter when he finally bottoms out. when dave pulls out and suddenly thrusts back in, you yelp, hands gripping at the edge of the counter. he sets a steady pace, nudging at your cervix with every thrust.
“feel so full, baby,” you moan, reaching back to hold onto one of dave’s forearms. “i know you do, sweetheart, taking me so fuckin’ well,” he grunts out.
dave moves a hand to toy with your clit again, bringing you to the edge even faster than before. he knows you’re close to cumming when he feels your warm cunt start clenching around him. dave continues to fuck into you and rub at your swollen clit, and in no time, you're creaming all over his thick cock. “fuck, sweetheart, m’gonna fill you up so good…” he groans, thrusting into you a few more times before he stops, hips flush with your ass as he pumps you full of his cum.
dave pulls out slowly, and you whimper. you turn your head again to watch him spread you open and push any cum that leaked out of your cunt back inside. he slaps your ass before pulling your panties back over your ruined pussy. dave turns back to the oven and glances at you from over his shoulder, “so…what’s for breakfast, sweetheart?”
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