iwantkirkhammett

[iwantkirkhammett]

guys should i write again :p

[iwantkirkhammett]

GUYS IM GONNA WRITE SOON IM SORRY 😭😭

[iwantkirkhammett]

ok idk if you’ve done this but like.. shower sex with james…? (90s james😍) steamy, passionate, rough, WHATEVER YOU WANT

SHOWER SEX WITH JAMESPLSSSS I NEED IT SO BAD OMFG

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐌 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 ¹⁹⁹⁶

James had just arrived home from the studio, him and the guys had been working tirelessly on their 6th studio album. It was starting to get to him, I could see it in his eyes. But I knew just how to destress him.

Him and I haven't made love in over a week so tonight would be the night. As soon as he entered our room I went over to him. He pulled me into his arms and started kissing my neck. "James, honey... lets shower, you're stressed.." I mumble over his skin.

"Mm... only for you..." he groaned softly, pulling an arm to my waist and leading me slowly to the bathroom.

We step inside, James' hand still on my waist as we locked the door, stripping each other.

My soft blue floral lingerie that he had bought for me with his band mates earlier last month when they were out in LA lies abandoned on the floor, steam from the hot water already curling into the air.

I turn to James as I step into the wall in shower, his eyes already on me, eating up my now wet, warm skin. "Baby..." he hums.

"I've missed this" he whispers, stepping towards me. James pulls me closer to him as I lean against the wall in front of me, both of us pressing our slick bodies together.

His hands running along my back, wrapping around and grasping one ass cheek firmly. I moan slightly as his thick cock rests between my thighs.

His lips crash onto mine, our tongues dancing, biting, grinding together. James' hands slip down further, gripping my ass hard as he lifts me up. My legs wrap tightly around his waist. His lips never leave mine.

Slowly he presses me against the wall, his hard cock rubbing through my folds gently.

"Oh, Jamie..." I whine softly, my voice having a difficult time travelling through the hum of falling water.

"You know what your body does to me?" James growls in my ear. I shake my head no, giggling slightly before James covers my mouth once again with his own.

One of his hands is still holding onto my ass while the other slips between us, holding himself with his right hand while two fingers gently trace the lips of my pussy.

Soft moans escape my lips as he rubs me there, getting me wetter than ever. "Yes James... please make love to me..." I beg quietly. "Now?" James asks teasingly, keeping his lips wrapped around mine.

"Always."

I answer. With one strong movement he pushes me away from the wall, leaving it behind him, and presses me up against the glass shower door.

My feet are planted firmly on the ground but my legs are pressed up against his. The cool surface of the glass against my hands and cheek.

James groans and I feel my throat tighten with a moan as I feel his tongue trace up my spin until his chin is at my shoulder. "I love you," he whispers, just as he eases his tip inside me.

I gasp, barely able to breathe. This is so fucking hot and romantic. James didn't have to say anything; his actions spoke volumes.

His lips close on my neck, sucking lightly as his thrust deepens, taking in more of my wetness. The sound of flesh meeting flesh echoing throughout the bathroom, growing louder as James picks up pace.

Both of our moans mix with the rush of water as I arch my back pushing myself harder onto him.

He's moaning and whispering sweet nothings into my ear. Fuck, it feels so good, so nice.

James tightens his grip on my hips as he drives himself deeper, burying himself completely inside me.

My toes are curling from pleasure as I bite my lip, trying not to scream too loudly.

"Fuuuck, baby," James groans. "Keep on squeezin' like that... that's it..."

James thrusts deeper, feeling my muscles contract and relax around his throbbing dick. "Fuck!" he cries, throwing his head back, and I watch his jaw tighten.

His rhythm slows down considerably but the intensity hasn't decreased one bit. James leans down and kisses me deeply, letting my taste wash over him, and breathes heavily against my ear. "Oh yeah... fuck yeah.."

he growls softly, picking up the pace yet again.

That alone nearly sends me over the edge. I can feel another orgasm creeping up, getting ready to strike. "Baby, I'm gonna cum, keep going," I pant in his ear.

"Me too, darling... keep bein' good for me.." he whined, giving my plush hips a squeeze.

This has got to be the most passionate sex I have ever had. I kiss him deeply, loving how my juices run down his cock, making me drip all over him.

Our breathing becomes laboured and heavy.

It was like the storm outside, building up pressure, just waiting for release. Finally, James pulls out of me, shuddering from the sudden lack of friction against his shaft.

"Ahhg.." he groaned out, jerking himself to the edge as I looked back, roped of his milky pleasure plattering over my wet back and ass.

Another few strokes and James grunts, shooting the lady of his seed across my skin.

His face twists in blissful agony as he unloads load after load of his cream onto my body. When he finishes, James falls limply against me, breathing erratically as I support us both.

Once he catches his breath, he plants soft kisses on my cheeks, temples, forehead, nose, eyelids, before coming to rest on my lips. "I love you so much."

He whispered against my lips.

"And I love you, too."

[iwantkirkhammett]

i have a fic idea:

you and kirk are fucking when you pull in for a kiss and vomit straight into his mouth. after he has emotionally recovered from that, you start seizing on the floor only for you to vomit in his mouth again when he tries to resuscitate you. after he forgives you and you go back to fucking you start just projectile vomiting all over him and he just stares at you in shock and disgust not knowing what to do

OH MY GOD?? WHO SENT ME THIS WTF 😭😭

[iwantkirkhammett]

thinking about older (current day) kirk being like ur dads best friend and there’s an undeniable tension between the two of u that both of u try to ignore until finally it becomes too much and u guys secretly fuck behind ur dads back MMM i love older men

STOP THIS IS SO GOOD OH MY GOD??!!! also sorry for the delays i’ll have more fics tn :p

𝐍𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐲, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒

𖤐-------------------------------------------------------𖤐

I brushed my hair in the mirror, sighing in content from the refreshed feeling after my long shower. I had just gotten off of work not too long ago, and there was no doubt that showers always relaxed and comforted me after a difficult day. I finished getting dressed and brushed my hair, scrunching products into it and then putting the slightest amount of perfume on and sliding on some leggings and a tank top. I hung up my towel and opened the bathroom door, heading into my room but then stopped when I heard conversation and chatting downstairs.

I got curious, especially considering I didn’t know my dad was having company over, not that I minded. But a small amount of desire and hope resided in me that it was his best friend, Kirk. I always have been obsessed with him, I’ve always watched old replays and shows and interviews of him, he was just the most perfect man I’ve ever met. Especially with his long curls, and he even looked so sexy and handsome now, it was almost unbearable to not throw myself at him.

I heard another laugh and I almost right away knew it was Kirk, and embarrassingly enough, I rushed to my bedroom to put a small amount of makeup on and a bit more perfume go enhance my appearance. I had to admit, there was an undeniable tension between me and Kirk. I always caught him staring at me, and I couldn’t hold myself back from staring at him, and we even made small flirtatious comments and gestures when my dad wasn’t around.

I giggled excitedly and went downstairs, greeting my Dad and Kirk, and Kirk smiled sweetly at me as I strut into the kitchen. “Hey sweetie, how was work?” Kirk asked, glancing at my tits that were obviously pushed up in my tank top for the slightest second, then going back to making eye contact with me. I shrugged, getting a glass and putting some ice in it, before grabbing some juice from the fridge. “It was okay…how was your show yesterday Kirk?” I asked, giving him a slightly suggestive look, and he cocked an eyebrow a bit, but not noticeable to anyone unless they were looking for it. “You know, long and exhausting but badass and fun.” He chuckled, to which I responded with a giggle and he went back to chatting with my dad.

I then sat on the couch, eavesdropping as much as I could on their conversation, before my dad came around to the couch a few minutes later, his keys and jacket in hand. “Hey…I’m gonna run to the liquor store and the grocery store, you want something?” He asked softly, to which I shook my head but thanked him anyway. “You’ll be okay here with Kirk?” He asked, teasing me a bit. “Dad I’m not 12 anymore…I’m fine.” I responded, and he patted my shoulder and left.

I went back to watching my show, sprawling out on the couch a bit and trying to ignore my racing heart and butterflies in my stomach, feeling nervous and excited that it was only me and the Kirk in the house, even if just for a few minutes.

He came over to the living room, sitting down on the couch behind me and patting my leg. “Hey sweetness…whatcha watching? Why you all the way over here by yourself?” He teased, taking a swig of his beer, his eyes trailing down to my plump ass. I gulped thickly and nervously. “N-Nothing…just exhausted haha, work was busy today…kinda stressful….” I mumbled, and Kirk hummed in sympathy, moving his hand a bit higher up my leg. “Aww…poor thing, you’re all tense too.” He said, chuckling a bit and reaching up to push my hair out of my face while I repositioned.

He stared down at my thighs, his eyes slowly trailing up my body before making eye contact with me. “Has anyone ever told you how good you look honey? You have such an amazing form, pretty face too.” He said, smiling softly at me. My cheeks turned bright hot, and I immediately got flustered and crossed my legs to try and ignore the wetness and desire growing between them. “Oh Kirk, that’s so sweet of you, I’m honestly flattered, thank you.” I stuttered out, and he set his beer down on the table beside the arm of the couch, and crawled over me so his body was above mine. “Don’t pretend you don’t know that baby, I see those glances you give me and the way you stare at my face, my abs, between my legs…” He spoke in a low tone, rubbing soft circles around my hips.

I gulped again, my breathing picking up and my cheeks getting more flustered. It took me a moment, but I finally was able to whisper out a response. “You noticed…?” I asked, and he just nodded, leaning down to gently kiss my cheek. “Of course…I go crazy over you too. Especially when you walk around in these tight ass leggings with your tits sitting all pretty, makes it hard to keep self-control.” He said, moving his mouth to my neck, leaving soft but seductive kisses, nipping and sucking ever so slightly. I gasped a bit in surprise and pleasure, and looked up at him with lustful eyes. “Kirk…my dad will be home soon…” I mumbled, though not that I cared. I was living out my wildest dreams right now, I didn’t want them to end.

He nodded, removing his shirt and revealing his tattoos, kissing my neck again as he started to remove my tank top. “Guess we should hurry up then huh? Unless you want your dad to know you’re on his couch fucking his best friend.” He chuckled, and I quickly shook my head while I peeled my leggings off. He sat up a little further, still propped on his elbows but looked down, a smug smirk on his face. “Shit, I knew I wasn’t imagining how fucking hot your body is…just look at you.” He said, tracing his hand up to my swollen tits and gently caressing my nipples, earning a soft whine from me. The own tent in his pants was painfully obvious, and I just got even more excited and wet at the sight. I looked up, already out of breath and panting. “Kirk…we need to hurry please, I wanna be able to feel you.” I whined, and he ripped off my panties in response, gasping at the sight of my dripping cunt. “Fuck….you’re so fucking beautiful…” He groaned, sitting up on his knees and dropping his belt on the floor, unzipping his jeans and pulling them down.

He ran his fingers along my slit, and I whimpered and whined in pleasure. “O-Oh my god…K-Kirk…!” I gasped and moaned as he started to rub gently on my clit, and he smirked down at me. “You’re so wet, you’ve been waiting for this haven’t you? Waiting for me to fuck you huh? For me to make you mine?” He growled, inserting two fingers into me and I moaned, his fingers curling and hitting that one spot so perfectly. I nodded desperately in response, squirming and whining under him. I moaned and grabbed at his bare back as he worked his fingers. He was so skilled, rubbing my insides and thrusting at a perfect pace, years of guitar playing really helped him practice for instances like these I’m assuming. He pulled them out with a whine in protest escaping my lips, and he brought them up to his mouth and sucked my juices off, before he pulled his boxers down to reveal his cock.

He was so huge, so pretty too. Perfect color, length, width, curve, all of it. He lined up with my slit, rubbing back and forth to lube himself up a bit and I jolted in pleasure. He looked down at me, smirking. “You want this sweetheart? Gotta use your words.” He chuckled smugly, and I nodded. “Please fuck me Kirk, I’ve been waiting so long, please daddy!” I begged, to which I was immediately met with the intrusion of his huge cock, earning a loud and pleasured moan from me. He hissed as he entered, immediately starting at a rough and quick pace as we did have to be rather quick.

“You’re so fucking tight baby, so wet too. So good, fuck-you like it? Does my cock make you feel good?” He asked, letting out his own groan of pleasure and throwing his head back. I nodded, gripping desperately onto his back and the couch, moaning out. “Yes! Fuck yes it’s so good! Kirk oh my god!” I moaned, and I was honestly in heaven. He hit that one spot so good, filled me up and hit every sensitive spot inside of me. “M-More! Faster please!” I moaned through gritted teeth, the couch already soaking wet from my juices. Kirk chuckled, leaning down and taking one of my tits in his mouth, leaving a dark purple hickey. He let out low moans and groaned in pleasure, his hips snapping back and forth faster and harder, chasing his release.

“You’re such a naughty girl you know that? Getting fucked and sopping wet for your dad’s friend’s dick.” He grabbed my throat, squeezing a bit and I moaned, wrapping my legs around him and my gummy insides contracted around him even more. “K-Kirk! Fuck! I’m so close! Don’t stop! Please ahh!!” I croaked out, moaning and gasping. He groaned and tightened his grip on my throat. “M-Me too baby-fuck! Go ahead, let go, cum all over my dick princess.” He grunted, his thrusts getting sloppier. I moaned, a drooling fucked out mess as my mascara ran down my cheeks. I moaned even louder as that knot in my stomach finally snapped, and my juices dribbled all over Kirk’s cock and the couch as I finally released. I whimpered and moaned through the process, scratching and gripping Kirk’s back so hard I left marks. His own thrusts finally stopped, and he let out a low, guttural moan as he filled my insides up with his release. We both panted for a moment, enjoying the afterglow before he released my throat and pulled out, pulling his pants up.

He helped pick up my clothes off the floor and handed them to me, both of us rushing slightly to get dressed knowing my dad would be home any minute now. I sighed contently as I leaned back into the couch, and he smirked at me while wrapping his arm around my shoulder, placing a soft kiss on my cheek. “I always knew you’d know how to show me a good time sweetheart…” He said softly, before the front door opened and we both flinched away from each other. My dad set the groceries and packs of beer down on the counter, looking into the living room. “Did you take good care of my girl Hammett?” My dad called out from the kitchen jokingly, and Kirk just gave me a smug smirk, calling out into the kitchen. “Yeah…real good care of her.” He responded with a whisper, chuckling a bit as he slapped my ass to go back into the kitchen.

[iwantkirkhammett]

hey!

what about having sex with 2024 james, then his blood pressure gets too high and they both have to stop the action and have a measure with a tonometer

i’m sobbing what 😭

[iwantkirkhammett]

GUYS IM SO SORRY I DIDNT POST TODAY

i’ll have fics for you tomorrow i promise ❤️❤️

[iwantkirkhammett]

Okay, was thinkinn and finally my brain went poof again;

Kirky with a non social gf or whatever and so when she finally agrees to go out with him and meet his freinds she gets a little nervous or her social battery gets loww

So once they get home he rewards her somehow, cuddles or treats or sm 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂..?🤭🤭🤭 i dont mind either way I just thought that this might be cute <3

Ty pooks Muah😘😍

IM SORRY IF THIS SEEMS RUSHED OR ANYTHING IM SICK RN 💔

tw: smut, p in v sex, fingering, fluff! :)

𝐑𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝, 𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟔

I stood in front of Kirk, my arms crossed and my irritation evident on my face. He looked at me, almost like a puppy begging for something, puckering his lip. “Please babe…I promise it’ll be fun! They all wanna meet you…” He said with a frown. I sighed, looking at him anxiously. “Kirk you know I don’t like socializing or meeting new-“ and he cut me off, grabbing my cheeks and kissing my forehead. “I know sweetheart, but it’s my band! You’ve seen our shows and everything, I promise you’ll like them. Pretty please?” He asked, and I uncrossed my arms, eventually nodding. “Okay…fine….” I mumbled. “But I don’t wanna be out late and I don’t wanna go somewhere that is loud and obnoxious.” I said, and he chuckled pulling me into a soft hug. “Trust me baby, I already know, don’t gotta tell me your routine.”

Eventually, after a few hours of getting ready, we went to their studio as they had planned to record some new music for an album they were working on. I was beyond nervous, tapping my leg and fiddling with my jewelry. We stood outside for a moment, and Kirk caressed my cheek with one hand. “You’ll do good baby, I know it. They’re gonna love you and you’re gonna love them. You’ll be fine, trust me.” He said, placing a kiss on my forehead and kissing my lips gently. I nodded in response, smiling as he did his best to reassure me. “I hope so…”

Once in and after introducing myself to everyone, I felt much more relaxed and more comfortable now. I was sat on one of the couches in the studio, sitting next to Kirk as they all took a break from hours of recording.

I honestly had zoned out in the middle of their conversing, but James speaking to me cut me out of them. “So, how did you and Kirk meet?” He asked with a smile, and I appreciated him trying to include me. “Oh um….we met at a bar a while back and he asked for my number and…yeah…” I replied awkwardly, getting a bit flustered to which Kirk ended up caressing my thigh a bit to comfort me.

Once I had replied to James, the rest of the band started to talk to me more and I actually found that I was enjoying myself. I was more relaxed and even laughing at jokes every now and then, but I would be lying if I said that I wasn’t starting to get a bit burnt out and drained, and I started to get more quiet as the hours went on. Kirk eventually noticed that my social battery was basically dead, and he patted my thigh with a soft smile before getting up. “Shit, it’s getting late guys, we should just leave it here.” He said, and the band nodded in agreement before they packed up all their equipment.

We said our goodbyes and finally left to go back home, and Kirk smiled at me. “I told you you’d have fun and be okay, didn’t I?”

I rolled my eyes playfully as we pulled up to the house. “Okay…fine you win…” I said while blushing a bit and we got out of the car, to which Kirk came up behind me to hold my hand. “I’m just teasing you, you did really good sweetheart.” He placed a gentle kiss on my cheek.

We got into the house, and I collapsed onto the bed, sighing in relief. I was drained from all of the socializing and fun, but also sitting in a separate room while they recorded for 4 hours on end wasn’t the best either. Kirk followed in shortly after me, a soft smile appearing on his face as kissed my forehead, pushing my hair out of my face. “You did really good baby, I’m so proud of you.” He said, getting undressed into his normal t-shirt and boxers combo he always wore to bed, while I changed into my pajamas myself. We both got into the bed, and he cuddled up behind me, holding me close. “Say sweetheart, you did so good for me…” He caressed my hip. “How about I give you a reward?” He said, pushing my hair away from my neck and kissing my cheek.

My cheeks ran hot and desire crept up my thighs, and I gasped as he started to gently kiss at my neck, running his hand up and down my back before running it up my shirt. I let out a soft moan, his kisses and love bites so gentle and sweet, his touch also so relaxing and comforting. He then reached up my shirt, gently starting to caress and grope one of my breasts, leading to me pushing up against his hard on and whimpering softly.

He chuckled. “Don’t worry sweetheart, I got you, just relax and let me take care of you.” He said suggestively, unhooking my panties from my thighs and off my ankle, reaching over my body. I spread my legs for him, already so desperate for his touch and I looked up at him. “Kirk…please….” I whispered, and he gently kissed my lips before running his fingers through my folds, toying with my clit gently. He chuckled against my lips, sucking and placing hickeys onto my neck as well. “You’re so wet sweet girl, you like when I take care of you?” He asked, plunging a few fingers inside of me and curling them to reach that spot. I gasped in pleasure as he started to work his fingers, leaving me writhing and squirming in the bed with pleasure. “K-Kirk…” I moaned out, softly and in ecstasy from just his fingers. He smirked, kissing my temple. “You’re so pretty…so beautiful, especially like this.” He said, pulling his fingers out and moving me onto my side, beginning to pull his boxers down.

I whined at the emptiness I felt, but he gently rubbed his tip through my folds, hitting my clit to which I let out a moan and jolted in pleasure. “You want my dick baby?” He asked, his voice low and lustful. I nodded quickly. “Please Kirk, please!” I begged out, and he slowly pushed himself in, throwing his head back and letting out a low moan in pleasure. I moaned, gripping onto the sheets as Kirk reached around to grab onto one of my breasts. He started at a gentle steady pace, our soft gasps and moans of pleasure filling the room. “You’re so pretty-ah…So perfect, you’re doing so good baby, taking it so good.” He groaned out, picking up his pace and hitting that one spot that made me melt. I just moaned in response, so focused on the pleasure I felt I couldn’t even get anything out but his name. “Kirk f-faster! Please!” I moaned, and he picked up the pace and reached over to gently rub my clit, sending me right over the edge and driving me crazy. I moaned loudly, gripping onto the sheets while Kirk lifted my leg up and hooked it around his arm. “K-Kirk! Fuck! Yes!” I moaned, tightening and clenching around him.

He continued his relentless pace, sucking and kissing on my neck, fondling with my breast, rubbing my clit, and groaning in pleasure. “Shit, you’re so fucking tight baby, so good, you’re gonna-fuck, you’re gonna drive me insane you know that? So fucking good…” He groaned into my neck, and he pounded that one spot continuously, tears welling up in my eyes from the pleasure. I started to get that feeling I knew all to well, and I grabbed onto the sheets and whimpered out a high pitched moan. “Kirk…o-oh my god! I-I’m so close Kirk please!” I moaned, and he smirked against my neck, pounding faster while his own thrusts got sloppy. “I know baby, cum on my dick, you d-deserve it, I got you.” He grunted out, pounding even faster. I squealed out, releasing all over his cock while my pussy pulsated and tightened around him.

Kirk groaned and squeezed my breast. “J-Just a few more seconds baby, you can take it come on..” The overstimulation was to much, and I was a moaning pleasure filled mess, so fucked out I couldn’t even form sentences anymore. Kirk then thrust few more sloppy times, groaning and gripping onto me as he filled me up with his cum, whispering out sweet little nothings as he did. “So…s-so good baby…so good, you’re so perfect…” He panted, pulling out and spreading my legs a bit to admire his seed dripping out of me.

We both laid there for a few seconds, catching our breath before Kirk turned me around, pulling him close to his chest. I immediately snuggled up, smiling and letting out a content satisfied sigh. He pulled the blanket up over us, kissing my forehead. “Thank you for finally coming to meet the band…” He mumbled tiredly, and I looked up to meet his tired eyes with my own. “I had fun, it was worth it.” I giggled, snuggling up to him again and closing my eyes. “I love you Kirk…” I mumbled, and he chuckled, closing his own eyes. “I love you too sweetheart…” And we both ended up falling asleep in each other’s embrace.

[iwantkirkhammett]

Hey gangster 🦐

Can u do kinky motorcycle sex with 2022 Jame 👅 like…missionary, choking, he flips u over to fuck you harder, you hold on to the handlebars for dear life as you grind back into him and into the leather…

:3

this request is so good omg, i’m sorry if it’s to rushed or put together weird T-T

tw: smut, choking, p in v sex, public sex!

𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐲𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐

I snuggled up to James chest, sighing contently despite the cool breeze around us.

We had actually hung out all day, since this was one of the rare days he had a day off with no studio recording, shows, interviews, or just important stuff for Metallica in general. We were just sitting at some sort of private area in some mountainy spot James knew, snuggled up on his motorcycle.

I really enjoyed when we had times together like this, when we were able to just enjoy each other’s presence rather than worrying about being bombarded with paparazzi or not being able to see each other from year-long tours, it was relieving and I didn’t wanna be anywhere else. I got lost in my thoughts though, thinking about this man that I loved so much, before James actually spoke up, rubbing my back a bit.

“You got quiet you know, somethin’ on your mind sweetheart?” He asked, shifting his gaze from the clear sky down to me. “Yeah…” I responded, betting a bit warm and fuzzy inside. “I was just thinking about how lucky I am to have you, and how lucky we are to have this…” I said, my voice almost a whisper. James’ heart melted at that, earning a soft chuckle from his chest. “Yeah? I’m so lucky to have you too baby…so lucky, and grateful at that…” He mumbled back to me, giving me a gentle kiss on my forehead, then shifting down to my neck, earning a soft gasp that escaped my lips.

I smiled in content, before a soft breeze blew right in our direction, earning a sudden shiver from me. This immediately caught James attention, and he looked down at me. “What’s wrong, you cold baby?” He asked, a sweet smile plastered on his face, almost a smirk. “Yeah, a bit. I mean it is late and it gets cold up here at night…” I giggled out, before he continued his nips and kisses at my neck, this time more suggestive and harsh, finding that one sensitive spot that always made me go crazy.

He spoke with a smug smirk against my neck, his white facial hair bristling against the marks he already made. “I think I have the perfect way to warm you up sweetheart, you’ll feel better in no time.” He whispered, and I gasped as he shifted me in his lap, gripping onto my hips and running his hands up my sides. I already started to feel that warm and wet desire growing between my legs, my heart racing in anticipation. “But James, someone might catch us-“ I blurted out, before he put a finger up to my lips to shush me, turning me around on the motorcycle and laying me back on the bars so I was facing him now. “Better be quiet then sweetheart, or I’ll make you be quiet.” He grunted out.

He ran his cool hand up my shirt, sliding under my bra to play and grope at my breasts, before lifting up my shirt to get a better view. “Look at em’, they’re always so pretty…” He said, unhooking my bra and hanging it on one of the handles, leaning down to kiss and suck at my breasts, toying with my nipples. I let out a soft whine of pleasure, my panties already soaked with my desire from his few simple touches. He then reached down, unbuttoning my jeans and throwing them off, earning a shiver from me. He looked up. “Shhh honey…you’ll feel better soon.” He chuckled, gently starting ever so slowly rubbing my clit through the thin fabric of my thongs.

My body jolted and I whined out in pleasure, biting back moans and trying to do exactly what James said, to be quiet, but god he was making that hard. He looked down at me with a smug smirk, his tent in his pants painfully obvious and hard as he spoke up. “You’re so fucking wet already baby, you want my dick that much? Want me to make you feel good?” He asked, ripping my thongs off and gently rubbing between my folds, admiring the slick and my juices. I nodded in desperation, my cheeks flushed and my body immediately responding to his touch. “Please James, I need you so bad…please fuck me!” I begged, and he hissed in satisfaction, unbuckling his belt and throwing it off somewhere on the ground, before pulling down his boxers and his jeans, revealing his massive cock, which was already dripping with pre-cum. “Good girl…always begging to be fucked.” He said, maintaining eye contact with me as he teased me for a few seconds by rubbing my pussy with his cock, then suddenly and harshly ramming inside of me, to which I let out a loud moan and immediately covered my mouth with my own hand.

He started at a relentless pace, fucking into me mercilessly and smirking down at me, holding onto the handle bars to keep him steady. “You take my dick like such a good girl.” He groaned. “Always taking it like you’re so fucking desperate- fuck, like you’re so fucking needy for it, for my cock.” He groaned out, his pace abusing into my pussy. I moaned and cried out into my hand, grabbing onto the back of his leather jacket, removing my hand to grab onto it too for more support. He finally hit that one sensitive spot inside of me, making me cry out a loud moan of pleasure, before I was met with his large hand at my throat, squeezing a harshly. Not enough to hurt me in anyway, but definitely enough to shut up my moans.

“Didn’t I tell you had to be quiet baby? You gotta listen to me sweetheart, don’t make me stop now.” He groaned out, tightening his grip on my throat and quickening his pace, leaning down to kiss me passionately and to suck and bite on my collarbone. I moaned and cried out in pleasure continuously, in pure ecstasy and pleasure as James fucked me roughly, that familiar feeling starting to build in my abdomen. “O-Oh! James I’m close! James I’m so close I’m gonna-!” I cried out, and James looked down at me with a smirk, and he suddenly pulled his cock out, letting go of my throat and I whined in protest.

I looked at him in disbelief, my pussy still pulsating and dripping with need, and I looked at him with a desperate look in my eyes. “James why did you-“ He cut me off, sitting up a bit. “Turn around sweetheart.” He said, and I immediately turned around on the motorcycle, arching my back up into him before he suddenly slammed into me again, and I cried out in pleasure. I gasped at his relentless pace, barely even to form coherent sentences anymore. “J-James ah! F-Fa-Faster please! More!” I cried out, desperately holding onto the bars of the motorcycle to support me. He chuckled, picking up his pace and letting out his own, low groans of pleasure. “Shit baby, you’re so fucking tight.” He groaned out, his grip on my hips tightening as he fucking into me relentlessly. “You’re taking my cock so good, does it feel good? Yeah? Tell me sweet-shit! Tell me sweetheart…” He groaned, grabbing my hair and yanking my head up so he could hear my moans.

“It feels so good James! P-Please ah! Ah! Don’t stop! James!” I moaned out, fucking myself back into him to match his relentless pace, grinding down on the leather of the seat just enough to hit my clit, sending even jolts of pleasure throughout my body. I continued to moan and cry in pleasure, James tightening his grip on my hair and groaning throughout his own ecstasy.

“Fuck! You’re so good, this pussy is s-so good you know that? Such a good girl, my good girl.” He groaned out, and once again that knot built up in my stomach again. I desperately grasped at the handles, arching my back. “I’m gonna cum James! P-Please ahh! Please! I-I’m so close!” I moaned, and he hissed in pleasure, letting go of my hair and lowering to kiss at cheek and neck. “Y-Yeah? I can fe-feel it baby, I’m gonna cum too, go ahead, cum on my dick sweetheart.” He groaned, his hard and quick thrusts getting sloppier before I finally let out a loud moan, tightening and clenching around him as my release dribbled onto the seat. James kept going for a few seconds more, then pulled out and jerked his thick cock a few times before white ropes of his cum covered my ass, both of us shivering from our orgasms and still in bliss from the aftermath of the pleasure.

He pulled his pants back up, using my panties to clean the cum off of my body, before helping me get dressed too. I looked at him, still panting a bit from the intense intimacy, and he chuckled softly.

“Look at the mess you made on the seat baby…” He said in a teasing tone, pushing my hair out of my face, letting me get up and sit behind him so we could ride home. “And don’t worry sweetheart, I’m not finished with you yet.” He chuckled, before we rode off.

[iwantkirkhammett]

𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧!

𝐌𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜, 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐌𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚, 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞!

𝐈 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐌𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫, 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐒𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞, 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈’𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐈’𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬, 𝐈’𝐦 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭! <𝟑

[iwantkirkhammett]

reader works at a comic book shop, kirk visits every now and then and they’ve been sharing glances… one day he comes by after closing and they fuck out the back 🤭🤭🤭

details beyond that are up to you but make it HOT HOT HOT

this is my first post guys bear with me plz

tw: smut, sex, oral (f receiving)!

𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟐

I sighed, groaning in annoyance as the night went on with my work shift. The night seemed to be dragging on and on, the clock ticking by so slow as customers occasionally came to buy a variety of comics and movies, sometimes music. Every time I heard the store door open, I perked up hoping it was this certain someone I had my eyes on for a while now, this certain someone going by Kirk Hammett. He came in once or twice a week, buying loads of monster collectibles, horror comics, lots of geeky nerdy stuff in general, but he had to be the most attractive man I ever met.

He was so handsome, long, dark curls going just past his shoulders, dark brown doe eyes that I couldn’t help but adore every time we had a conversation, he was so polite but also flirty and suggestive, and I had fallen head over heels for this man and he doesn’t even know me. We occasionally talked about our days when he would come during slower hours, talking about the progress of his band or how the work shift was going, but I couldn’t help but notice the tension and suggestive glances between us that became more apparent and intense every time Kirk came.

The night eventually finished up, a small feeling of sadness weighing on my shoulders while I locked the doors to finish up my closing duties, feeling disappointed I didn’t get to see the curly haired guitarist, especially considering this was my last shift for the week. I sighed, going around and fixing misplaced items, counting the register amongst other things before a soft tap at the glass was heard, and I looked up, my heart leaping as I saw the man I had been waiting for all night.

I knew I wasn’t supposed to do it, this was completely against protocol, letting a customer in after close, but how could I say no? I had to see him, even if just for a quick check out. I opened the door, and an amused smile appeared on Kirk’s face, I honestly melted at the sight.

“Damn sweetheart, thought you were never gonna let me in.” He teased, walking in and towering over me a bit, staring down at me with intense dark eyes. I smiled, getting a bit flustered, quickly rambling together a sentence. “Yeah…thought I could make an exception considering you’re one of our most loyal customers. I left a few comics towards the front that I think you’d like.” I said softly.

He looked down at me again after glancing at the counter, grabbing my chin and making me make eye contact with him. “Yeah? That’s so sweet of you…so thoughtful…” He mumbled, adoring into my gaze. “You know…what would you do if I told you I don’t just come here for the comics?” He said, his tone almost suggestive.

I gulped thickly, quickly getting flustered and struggling to form a response. “Th-The comics? Of course that’s what you come for haha, you’re here all the time-“, but he cut me off before I even finished, forcing me to maintain eye contact. “Nah, the comics are just a side perk. I just love coming so I can look at the pretty girl you are sweetheart, coming to talk to you.” He said, inching closer to my face. I gulped, desire already going between my legs, but I quickly forced that feeling away despite the butterflies going insane inside my stomach right now. “I feel the same way…” I blurted out flustered. “I get excited every time you come in, I even hope the customers are you…” I nervously admitted, and Kirk cocked up an eyebrow, a low chuckle escaping his throat.

“You know, you even get me all worked up…wearing that tight shirt with your fucking cleavage out…your shirt skirt that barely covers your ass, it’s like you’re just trying to tease me baby.” He said, pushing my hair out of my face. My heart rate quickened, gasping a bit as I heard the words leave his mouth. I started to melt at his touch, feeling his obvious hard on poke against my thigh, my legs shaky and panties already soaked with need. I thought for a moment, before suddenly speaking up and breaking the silence. “You know…I have a few comics in the back of the store I’ve been wanting to show you, exclusives.” I said with a smirk, immediately following with Kirk giving me a lustful and suggestive glance.

Then, before I knew it, he had me thrown on the table, pushing the comics off as he quickly pulled down my skirt, revealing the lacy thongs I wore and earning a hiss of satisfaction from Kirk. “God baby….you’re trying to kill me here…” He groaned out, reaching up to gently massage my clothed breast and earning a soft moan from me while Kirk admired the sight below him. He then tore my shirt off onto the floor, my bra following shortly after. He took a step back, adoring my body and the sight in front of him, his boner painfully obvious in his pants. God he was so big, and I haven’t even seen it yet.

He started by slowly nipping and kissing at my neck, softly playing with my nipples and sucking at them, leaving bruises and bites everywhere, before looking up at me and smirking against my neck. “I can feel how wet you already are sweetheart…I’ve barely even touched you, that needy for me huh?” He grumbled out, earning a soft and desperate whine from me as he slowly grazed against my clothed cunt. “K-Kirk…oh my god…please…” I whimpered out, so worked up I could barely even form sentences, it was almost embarrassing the control and power this man had over my body. He got down between my legs, pulling my panties off with his teeth and chuckling at the sight of my now completely exposed, dripping cunt.

“God…you’re gonna make me go fucking crazy sweetheart…” He tore his shirt off, now leaving him in just his black jeans and stared up at me. “C’mon…you know what to do sweet girl…” I bit my lip, whining a bit in frustration and groaning at his words. “Please Kirk….please just hurry…please just eat me out I wanna feel you please!” I desperately gasped out, earning a satisfied chuckle before he immediately dived between my legs, mercilessly licking and sucking at my aching cunt, slurping up all the juices and lapping and sucking at my clit.

I moaned loudly, arching my back and hips up into his mouth, gripping his thick curls tightly and earning a harsh hand forcing me back down, and the other hand suddenly plunging two fingers inside of me and curling, immediately moving at a quick and fast pace, the wet squelching sounds of my pussy filling the room. I moaned out even louder, squirming against his grip. “Kirk! H-Holy shit…!” I moaned, already in pure ecstasy from the few seconds of this mans tongue. I pulled and closed my legs thighs his head, and he chuckled, talking against my clit and sending a pleasurable amount of vibrations through me, pulling off. He grinned up at me with a face covered in my juices, licking his lips. “God…you taste so fucking good…driving me crazy you know that? So damn needy too.” He said, standing up and unbuckling his belt. “Turn around.” He demanded.

I quickly obeyed, flipping over with an overwhelming amount of need, arching my back and looking at him. “Please Kirk, please I need you so bad…” I whined, almost embarrassed for how desperate I was for this man’s cock. I quickly gasped in surprise as he snatched my wrists and tied them above my head with his belt, putting his shirt under my head as a makeshift pillow on the table.

“You gotta be specific baby, I don’t know what you need if you won’t tell me.” He teased, pulling his cock out of his boxers, and I turned around, mouth dropping in awe. He was so huge, a solid 9 inches, veiny and a perfect light tip at the end, already dripping with pre-cum. He gently rubbed it against my soaking wet cunt, hissing in pleasure before he repeated himself. “You gonna tell me what you want or do I gotta make you beg for it more?” He chuckled, positioning himself. I moaned out at the feeling of him against my clit, tears of pleasure welling up in my eyes. “Please Kirk! Please fuck me! Please!” I cried out, and was suddenly met with the plunging feeling of his cock, and immediately melted into the table, letting out a loud, satisfied moan. He slowly began at a steady pace, chuckling softly. “You’ve kept this to yourself all- oh fuck…all this time baby? You’re so fucking tight, so good…” He said, picking up his pace, still holding my wrists with his belt. I moaned loudly, gasping and rocking my hips against his pace, moaning even louder as he hit that one spot. “K-Kirk! Please! Faster oh-oh!! Ah!” I moaned out, and he let out a possessive growl and picked up the pace. He kept abusing that one sensitive spot inside me, and he groaned in pleasure as I clenched and tightened around him more and more.

“You-You’re so fucking pretty when you’re getting fucked you know that? T-Taking it all like such a good girl, taking all of this dick aren’t you? Such-such a pretty girl-Oh fuck!” He hissed in pleasure, squeezing my hips tightly as he pounded into me relentlessly.

I moaned in ecstasy, tears welling in my eyes and screaming and pleading in pleasure, rambling on moans and curses as he fucked me, a familiar knot forming in my stomach. “I’m close Kirk! I’m so close! Please! I’m gonna cum please go faster!” I begged, and was immediately met with a hand covering my mouth to suppress my moans.

“G-Gotta keep quiet baby…I know how good it feels but gotta keep it down before someone hears us yeah?” He groaned, picking up his already merciless pace. “You’re so close huh? Fuck I can feel it- fuck I’m close too baby…want me to cum inside? Fill you up?” He growled out, and I desperately nodded and kept moaning into his hand, my mascara running down my cheeks from the pleasure. “Kirk I’m cumming!” I moaned into his hand, finally my release as the familiar feeling of pleasure overwhelmed my body. Kirk groaned out. “Shit me too baby…I’m gonna fill you up so much-“ and he cut himself off, thick ropes of cum filling my insides as we both let out loud groans and moans, before he pulled out, admiring the thick cum pouring out of me and onto the table.

We both panted, enjoying the after glow before he gently untied my wrist, buckling up his jeans again, smirking down at me and helping me sit up. I let out a soft moan of satisfaction, my pussy still dripping and pulsating.

“Guess I should visit you more often, huh? Or maybe even invite you to one of my shows?” He chuckled, snatching my panties and shoving them in his pocket. “And these? These are a parting gift for me, sweetheart.” He said, kissing me and then finishing off our night.

[iwantkirkhammett]

kirk sees his girlfriend wearing a white dress and immediately realizes he wants to marry her (it might be a regular casual dress, but the fact it's white is gonna make his imagination flow because he's stupidly in love)

AWWWWW THIS IS ADORABLE?? I love you Kirky

THIS IS JUST A SHORT DRABBLE GUYSS

𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐎 𝐔𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 ¹⁹⁹¹

I was perched at the edge of the sofa, my leg bouncing up and down to the beat of my nerves, because tonight was the big night, the awards show with the rest of the band and our partners.

As usual, I was ready first, so I waited. The soft clinking of jewelry and the faint hum of her makeup brushes from the bedroom filled every element.

I got up to go check on her. I walked down the hallway, the light from the bedroom was spilling out softly. She stood in front of the mirror, finishing the final touches of her makeup.

She was wearing a white dress in satin, cut simple, clinging at the perfect places on her figure, down to the floor.

Something inside of me kinda shifted at that moment. She looked so beautiful, effortless in that dress. It wasn't about how stunning she looked, it was about what the feeling made me feel like, it gave me a sudden, undeniable certainty. I just knew, really knew, that I wanted to spend my life with her. I had always loved her, but seeing her like that, the vision of her white, it felt like a glimpse into our future.

I need to marry this woman.

I just stood there a minute longer watching her. She hadn't spotted me yet, she was too engrossed in putting the last touches of her makeup on. A smile spread over my face as I watched her, warmth trickling through my heart.

I walked into the room quietly. She caught my eye in the mirror and smiled, the barest blush rising to her cheeks.

Moving behind her, I kissed her temple softly, and she relaxed into me.

"You look amazing," I mumbled against her skin.

"Thanks Kirk," she replied softly again, turning her head toward mine. "Are you ready to go?"

"Ready when you are, baby," I smiled, still pumping from the new realization.

I saved my thoughts for myself because I did not want to rush this moment. There would be time to tell her, and time to plan our future together. Now I just wanted to enjoy the evening with her at my side.

We left the house, hand in hand, stepping out into the warm night. I just knew right then it was a moment that I wouldn't forget in my life, the moment when everything turned different for me.

I found myself sneaking glances at her, a secret smile tugging on my lips. This is the woman I want. The woman I need.