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[no-remorse1983]

Waterfall

James Hetfield (2009 HOF) x f!reader

Summary: Metallica has been inducted into the hall of fame for rock and roll and James invites you as his plus one. After the ceremony is over, you take him to a special place for a small celebration and things get heated while you're swimming.

Warnings: Smut MDNI 18+, unprotected sex, slight praise

A/N: A slightly different and calmer James smut fic. I live and breathe for 2009 James with him and his little mohawk. Let me know if you want more James fics or if you'd like someone from Metallica for me to write, and I'll gladly write one!___________________________________________

Tonight was the night of Metallica's induction into the rock and roll hall of fame. Since no one was available, James, who is your best friend, invited you to be his plus one to the ceremony, to which you gladly accepted.

Before the ceremony, you went shopping for a dress that suited the occasion and you return home, getting ready for the big night. You decide to take a shower before putting on your brand new dress, to which you brush your hair, your teeth and apply some deodorant and put on a pair of your favourite dress shoes, giving yourself a once-over in the mirror and straightening your dress up before deciding you look good enough in the attire.

Right on time, your alarm goes off on your phone to tell you that it's time to leave to meet up with James outside of the local park near the public auditorium where the ceremony will be held. You grab your keys and your purse, doing some last minute checks before you head out of your apartment, locking the door with your key.

You unlock your car, climbing into the driver's seat and put on your seatbelt, sliding the car key into the ignition with a soft clicking sound. You turn your key, making the car engine roar to life before you put your car into 'drive' and begin to drive to the park. After almost a ten minute drive, you arrive at the park, to which you climb out of your car, grabbing your items and shut the car door, locking your car as you walk to a street light, waiting for James.

As soon as you stand under a lamp post, you hear a whistle from a few tens of feet away, making your head turn to the direction of the noise. As soon as you spot the maker of the noise, you see James in a black tuxedo with a black button-up shirt and also black dress pants. You also notice he's done his hair up in a little mohawk with blonde tips at the top, which makes you chuckle when you notice it up close.

"Hey, party girl." James says with his little silly smile as he comes up and hugs you, his arms wrapping themselves around your waist as he rests his head on yours while you hug. You wrap your arms around his neck as your head rests on his shoulder for a split second. After three seconds, you both pull away, a smile still on James's face as he admires your dress.

"You look amazing tonight. The dress suits you." He compliments you, making your cheeks blanket with a tint of red. "You do too. I never thought I'd see you in a suit." You chuckle afterwards, still kind of amazed that he dressed so nicely.

He smiles and takes your hand in his, lifting it to his lips and kisses your knuckles gently. He knows what he's doing: making you blush more than you already have in the past five minutes. He gently lets go of your hand and he gestures for you to follow him to his car, opening the passenger door for you, which you thank him and climb in. He walks over to the driver's seat and turns on the car, beginning to drive to the auditorium.

Fifteen minutes pass like small storm and you arrive at the public auditorium, parking in a small space so people can't see James's car as you walk in. You see there is a crowd of people outside of the hall, which makes you a bit anxious, but James knows what to do as he rests his hand on your forearm, stroking it gently to help the anxiety in your body ease. It works, causing you to feel brave enough and you both head to the carpet where the rest of the Metallica members are getting their photos taken with their partners.

You look at James. "Do you want me to stand off to the side?" You ask, wondering if he wants you to have photos taken with him or not. He looks down at you, having a comforting look on his face. "Nah. You're my plus one. Come take some photos with me." He encourages, to which you answer with a nod, walking beside him as the cameras begin to flash. His hand rests on the small of your back with a gentle touch as he guides you to pose to take some photos, and helping you get past the other people who are having their photos taken as well.

As one of the main photographers call for James, Lars, Rob and Kirk to have their photos taken together, James rubs your arm again to calm you down as you walk off to the side, letting him have the spotlight. As the photoshoots are over, I take my seat at the table where me and James are reserved to sit and James comes to sit next to you almost a minute later, smiling softly as he sits down, making sure you're calm and just okay in general.

As you and James are talking, the ceremony begins, to which the presenters come up and give their speeches and then James and the other four men are called up to the stage to have their speeches. As it goes down the line, James has his speech. He talks about the backstory and influences of his music, starting with other artists he listened to while growing up and his familial influences, then he says this...

"I'd like to thank my best friend, Y/n Y/l/n for being an incredible influence in my life. She has been there for me when I needed her, and she made me feel safe and comfortable when I needed the sense of security. Whenever I needed her, she was there by my side when people weren't, and words can't even describe how much I have her in my life, so thank you, Y/n." James reads his speech, making you feel emotional in a positive way.

After the speeches and Metallica officially being inducted into the hall of fame, they play a few of their songs to celebrate their achievement, to which they play Master of Puppets and Enter Sandman. Once the songs were over, you cheer for the band, especially for James as they finish and the ceremony officially comes to an end. As you see James come down from the stage, you immediately give him a tight hug, feeling him hug you back just as tightly.

As you travel home with James, you decide to start a conversation. "I have a surprise for you. Are you free tomorrow?' You ask him, very excited for what you have planned for him and yourself. "Yeah I should be. What time should I meet you at your place?" He asks. "Come at around 11." You reply, to which he nods. As you make it home thanks to James, you settle in for the night, changing into some comfortable night clothes and you fall asleep almost immediately.

You wake up at around 9am, climbing out of bed to wake yourself up. You first make yourself a coffee to keep yourself awake and then you get to cleaning your apartment, picking up dirty things laying around. By the time you're done cleaning the house and finished getting ready, you hear a knock on your door, which you walk up and open it to see James standing there in normal clothes and of course, his sandals.

"Right on time." You smile as you hug him, grabbing your things to head out. "I never break my word." James replies with his famous smile as he walks beside you. You take in the view of the clouds which are slowly forming in the sky, but you don't want to let James down with your surprise. You let him into your car as you begin to drive both of you to a secret spot.

After a five minute drive, you arrive at a secluded trail, grabbing a bag out from the backseat as James climbs out, looking around. "It's a couple hundred feet. Just have to follow the trail." You tell James as he walks beside you.

After a while, James sees a beautiful waterfall with a huge plunge pool underneath. The water is crystal blue and his icy blue eyes light up as soon as he sees it. "This is awesome!" He says happily as he walks towards it, setting his belongings down and takes off his shirt.

You set down the towels and you strip down, revealing your bikini and bottoms. As you tie your hair up, you see James already walking at a fast pace towards the water, diving in. You can't help but chuckle as you see him swimming around. "Is it cold?" You ask him. "A little chilly, but it gets warm the longer you're in." He replies.

You walk in, letting out a gasp as the water is cold, but James smirks and laughs when he sees you walk in slowly. "Ah come on, Y/n. It's not that bad!" James laughs again as he splashes water at you, making you squeal and throw some water back at him. He pretends to be hurt and swims under the surface of the glossy water, swimming around until he discovers a small round space behind the waterfall.

As you both take in your surroundings, you decide to attempt to make a move by kissing James on the cheek, making him freeze momentarily. You immediately feel regret, your cheeks heating up. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean t--" You try to apologize but you're met with James leaning down and kissing you on the lips, now making you freeze before you let your eyes close and kiss him back.

He brings his tattooed hand to your waist and pulling you close before he pulls away from the kiss, taking deep breaths as his eyes open to look at your partially swollen lips before kissing you again, his tongue slowly teasing the opening to your lips and slithering its way into your mouth as you open them slightly, eliciting a soft moan from you as you let your tongue slip into his mouth too. As the two of you keep making out, he lets his tattooed covered hands slide down to your waist, picking you up out of the water which makes you make a surprised gasp mixed with a moan.

You feel through his shorts that he has an erection, so you let your womanhood graze against it, making him shiver as he continues to kiss you. He reaches around your back, gently tugging the strings of your bikini and letting it fall into the shallow water beneath you. He looks down to see your breasts, to which he kisses your neck all the way down to one of your breasts, peppering them both in kisses one at a time before licking one of your hardened nipples, making you gasp quietly.

As you gasp, you hold the back of his head with your hand. You look down as soon as you feel some tugging on your bottoms, then James walks over to the wall of the rounded space behind you as he leans back up and kisses you again. You feel James slowly pulling down your bottoms, so you unwrap your legs from around him so he can get them off, feeling the cold breeze created by the waterfall brush against your sensitive opening. As you attempt to reach down to remove his shorts, he's already working on pulling them down, letting them bob on the water's surface.

As he kisses you again, he guides his cock to your opening, moving it around slowly before guiding his tip into you, causing you to gasp softly. Without a warning, he slowly pushes himself all the way inside you, causing both of you to make a sound that sounds like a gasp and a moan mixed together. You both pull away from the kiss to let yourselves create noises which reflect off of the stone walls. You rest your head on the crook of his neck, your warm breath blowing against his jugular vein which causes him to cradle the back of your head to thrust a bit more rougher and deeper, causing you to moan even louder than you already are. "Oh fuck, Y/n. You feel so fucking good..." James whines as he keeps thrusting into your warm, velvety walls.

You feel his tip repeatedly hit your g-spot, your need to cum approaches faster than you thought. "Mmm, James..." You whine as well as you keep your moans at a softer sound level. He moves one of his hands down to your ass, holding on and helping you move as well to make sure his thrusts are going as deep as he can get them. As he thrusts as deep as he can, you feel your stomach tense, desperate to let you cum. As you let out a singular loud moan, you let yourself cum, which squirts onto his cock and thighs as well as your own, spreading it everywhere onto your lower bodies.

This motivates James to ejaculate too, letting out a deep sounding moan as he bucks his hips one last time, his semen squirming into you and feeling you up with his warm, ropey cum.

As both of you rest to catch your breath, you hear a loud clap of thunder and heavy rain falling outside of the small rounded cave, which you can't help but enjoy. "Rifht on time." You tease, watching the rain as James gently sets you down so you're back in the water. "Sure was." He replies with the same grin you love to see.

You and James spend the rest of the day swimming around in the water, teasing and kissing each other every so often, bit the afternoon is filled with laughs and playful swimming with one another.

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Last night I watched a video on YouTube explaining the full entire history of Emily Armstrong, her background of being born into Scientology and being raised in that cult against her will, then escaping yet having to stay silent and under the radar about her experiences due to Scientology's notorious methods of stalking, threatening, censoring and silencing anyone that dares to openly speak out against the cult and expose the truth of the horrors that go on behind closed doors and how Emily finding her way into becoming the new lead singer of Linkin Park is not just a new career opportunity but also a safe haven. And having watched that video, it gave me better clarification of Emily, her life and the entire situation, and now with that I have to hold myself accountable and apologize for impulsively prejudging and misjudging Emily and her situation, and for engaging with biased YouTubers and Twitter thread outrage baitors that didn't tell the full story. I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions about Emily and her story especially in the greater context of why she didn't--or, rather, couldn't--talk openly about her experiences in being indoctrinated in the Scientology cult; I mean, like I said, this cult literally uses spies and people with high ranking in the cult to stalk, follow, watch, spy on, scare, threaten, intimidate and silence people that even so much leave that awful horrible cult. And there's no telling how many times Emily's had to face those exact abuse and intimidation tactics--which now, for me, gives more of a different context as to why Emily talked about being asked to defend Danny Masterson, as she very well was possibly pressured and coerced--and what she's seen and been through during her time in Scientology. And so for Emily to make the hard decision to walk away and stay away even while enduring constant harassment is the bravest and gutsiest thing to do, and it makes me have so much more empathy, understanding and respect for her (and extra emphasis on empathy for Emily as I myself am unpacking my own religious trauma and cult trauma from having grown up in and been exposed to cult brainwashing and indoctrination via right wing conservatism, legalism, antisemitic blood libel conspiracist ideology and zionist cult propaganda and my ongoing journey in deprogramming from all of it, processing my trauma and exposing and speaking out against right wing conservatism and zionism. Even though it's not on the same scale as Emily's situation, I do empathize with her).

So I have to take the L and apologize to Emily, and I also want to apologize to Mike Shinoda for prejudging him and his reasons for taking Emily under his wing. Just as Emily deciding to walk away from the Scientology cult was the bravest thing for her to do, Mike and the rest of the band taking Emily in as one of their own to give her safe haven as well as encouragement to find her voice and eventually build the courage to speak more openly about her experiences and speak out against the cult, even in the face of heavy criticism from fans for associating with her and threats from the cult for exposing the truth, is also one of the most courageous things to do and it in turn makes me have even more respect for Mike and the rest of Linkin Park.

I hope Emily, Mike and everyone stays safe.

[no-remorse1983]

Hi!

If you have the time or even wanna wrote this, perfectly fine if not, but I was just wondering if you could write something with SKOM James having a bad day with Lars and coming home to reader just to have her in their bedroom, just her naked and laying between his legs while he fingers her for hours, not letting her cum and just complaining about his day till he finally either uses his dick or his fingers and a vibrator to get her off and praises her for being good.

Warnings: Smut, fingering (f receiving), use of toys, praise kink, edging, if you think I missed anything let me know otherwise enjoy!

James had been having a rough time with the band and the documentary, he didn't want to do it anymore and Lars was just hitting every nerve.

You called him right before he left the studio/house they rented out. He didn't say much but that he was more than annoyed. His body ached and he wanted to scream. You nodded along until he sighed, said he loved you, and hung up.

You chewed your cheek, knowing you had to do something to make him feel better but not having the right idea. Eventually you landed on sex, sex always helped.

James got home later and called out for you, for the kids, to no response. He started getting worried but figure it was late so everyone was probably asleep. He hoped.

He made his way up to your shared room and found you leaning back against the headboard of the bed, staring at the TV across from you. You were naked, completely bare and exposed for his eyes and his eyes only.

James smiled darkly as he made his way over to you. "What were you thinking?" He asked as he got on the bed next to you, the mattress dipping under his weight.

He threw an arm around your waist and pulled you to his side, his other hand going to your thigh and giving it a gentle squeeze while he began trailing kisses down your neck and shoulder. "Nothing much, really." You said honestly. "I figured you'd want to get rid of some stress, or something." You explained, leaning into his touch. "Didn't think you'd take six years to get back here."

James chuckled and shook my head, kissing back up your neck and to your jaw. "I'm so sorry about that, sweetheart, you know, if you'd have told me this is what I was coming back to I would've come home sooner." You rolled your eyes at him. "Is the offer still up?" He asked, nipping at your earlobe.

You thought for a moment before looking to him. "What did you have in mind?" James thought before giving a shrug and pulling you onto his lap, wrapping his arms around your middle. He reached for the remote and turned your movie off.

"Just want to complain." He grumbled. "Need someone to listen to me... you're always so good at that." You reached behind you and laced your fingers through his shortened hair. You missed when it was long but he looked just as good with it short, you just couldn't pull on it anymore.

"I can listen, Jamie." You assured, leaning into him, back pressed against his chest.

"Thank you, lovely." He purred next to your ear, a hand trailing down your stomach. "Kids are sleeping?" He asked as he slid a finger through your folds.

You gave a small hum and shook your head. "I mean, I hope you, dropped them off at my parents place." You said. "Needed a day to myself, and you needed some time." James nodded in understanding, starting his kisses again.

"I appreciate that." After getting sober James had made it quite routine to tell you something like that every day and he'd been lacking recently. It didn't bother you too much because you knew how much stress he was under and he wasn't being rude to you, but hearing it made you smile.

He went off, talking quiet since his voice was hoarse from recording all day. It was a low, rumbly noise in his chest, hitting your ears like honey, slow, heavy and sweet. You did your best to listen but his fingers were just toying with your clit, lazily circling it, two fingers running on either side of it.

He was in no way trying to make you cum and boy did he succeed in that. At first it was just getting you ready again after waiting for so long, then he would repeat the same motion for a few minutes, getting you so close to the edge before he'd switch what he was doing, all while he rambled on.

"Jamie, please..." You squeaked, tugging on his arm. You hadn't meant to interrupt him but you needed to cum so bad, it had been too long.

James looked down at you. "Oh, huh..." He muttered, giving you a quick peck on the cheek. "Was I boring you?" He asked.

You shook your head, his fingers still twiddling your puffy clit. "No, I-I wanna listen, just- please, need to cum so bad..." You whined.

A grin spread over his face and he nipped at your neck. "How many times?" He asked. Of course he'd been doing it on purpose, edging you all this time. You tried to quickly count in your head but your mind was fuzzy and you kept messing up. "Rough estimate." He said.

"Ten?" You said finally. James was quiet for a moment, making you nervous.

"Eleven, actually." He said, nevertheless he reached over to the nightstand and pulled out the drawer. "But you were close enough." You let out the breath you'd been holding when he pulled out your little pink vibrator.

"Just that?" You asked, looking back at him.

He nodded and looked over the toy for a moment before bringing it down to your cunt. "Yeah... I'm tired, this'll still feel good, right?" He asked, looking to you for confirmation.

"Was just hoping for your cock." You mumbled, gasping softly when he pushed the toy into you, your cunt eagerly sucking it in lovingly.

James let out a low chuckle and hit the button on the toy, a gentle whirring stirring inside you. "Sorry, maybe tomorrow... be a nice little alarm?" He offered, continuing his ministrations on your clit again, this time with more determination.

You gave a weak nod. "I-I can do that." James tsked and started kissing your neck again, nipping and sucking at more sensitive spots.

"You don't have to do anything, you've been perfect." He purred. "Always there for me, listening to my bullshit, taking care of our kids while I'm off yelling at Lars." His praise went straight to your core, building to your high. "You're so beautiful and you just stay here all day, locked away when you should be out there, under my arm where everyone can see how amazing you are."

"Jamie, m'so close~" You moaned, body melting into him. He didn't change a thing, going the exact same speed, doing just what he knew you loved.

"Gonna finish this album for my pretty girl and then I'll take you with me on tour... take you to all your favourite places as a reward for loving me through everything." Your legs slowly closed around his hand, he smiled against you, knowing you were cumming. "That's it, just like that... god, you're perfect..." He mumbled, watching your eyes roll back as you clawed at the sheets beneath you. "Love you so much..."

His arms stayed wrapped around you, holding you close when you came down from your high. Usually James was great with aftercare but he was tired, as were you, so he just went to the bathroom and wet a cloth, being careful when wiping you down.

He gave you his shirt and curled up behind you, mumbling sweet things until he was sure you were asleep, even then he didn't stop, talking himself to sleep not long after.

[no-remorse1983]

Yep, mhm, agree

that’s him officer . the man in my dreams

[no-remorse1983]

Just a quick fangirl post over Emily in Mexico cause she looks like such a sweet baby in these photos:D

Photos from Pinterest

[no-remorse1983]

Some new photos of James that dropped yesterday of his trip in Mexico (I at least think these are from mexico) with Adriana:>

The 4th photo just made me laugh so hard for some reason and the 5th one made me giggle with the look on James’s face,

Seems like he’s enjoying his time off working and vacation time as he should, hope he’s doing great and having a fun time. Plusssss, proper look at his new tattoo and just great look overall of his tattoos🙌

Side note: I’ve seen some comments on it but I can see how this would be just vacation weight and time off work, he’ll probably get back to how he was once they start touring again cause he was kinda the same way in Germany last year I believe and got back in better shape🤷‍♀️.

Photos from dailymail.co.uk

[no-remorse1983]

Fuckkkk lowkey need to see skom James tied up and begging,,, feel like he’d be a freak in that era

ALSO I LOVE HOW U WRITE HIM💔💔💔

This time, I'm in charge

James Hetfield (skom era) x fem!reader

Summary: James was pissed from fighting with Lars the whole day, and he takes his anger out on you, so you show him that you're not someone to put up with when he's angry

Warnings: Smut MDNI 18+, unprotected sex, angst, use of alcohol, verbal abuse, bondage, male submission, teasing, slight edging

A/N: I had so much fun writing this so thank you anon for helping me bring out some of my kinky writing 😂 i do apologize that its a bit short, but as always, feel free to submit who you'd like me to write about next

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James came home angry once again after fighting with Lars since Kirk texted you there was a fight between James and Larsas soon as James left the studio. You hated seeing James pissed off, but once he was in the angry mood, it'll take hours, even days for him to fully calm down especially after Jason left the band and they were stuck in a search to try and find a new bassist.

Being married to James since 1993 has been a roller coaster dealing with his alcohol addiction and constant mood swings was something you were slowly growing used to, but praying that the marriage wouldn't grow into something more abusive like how you saw your parents treat each other in your childhood, hoping that this marriage wouldn't turn out like theirs.

You hear the front door swing open, then slam shut, knowing James just walked into the house. He's definitely pissed so you don't say anything as you see him enter and head straight to the kitchen. You knew him well enough that he was going to grab a bottle of beer, but you keep your mouth shut in hopes to not piss him off today more than he was already.

James reaches into the dimly lit refrigerator, grabbing a bottle of beer, as expected, before closing the refrigerator door, using a bottle opener to pop the lid off with a slight hiss from the top and he throws the lid into the sink, making you sigh as you've cleaned more than enough beer bottle lids from the sink in the past week.

You decide to go and talk to him, trying your best to stay calm as you make your way into the kitchen, seeing him leaning against the counter by his ass and taking big sips from the brown bottle. You mentally prepare yourself for what's about to come. Was he extremely pissed, or was he mildly pissed? Maybe in between, you wondered to yourself until you see his facial expressions. Yup. Extremely pissed.

You lean on the doorway, looking at James as he's staring into space before he sees you. "Hi, honey. How was your day?" You ask him, trying to put on your next sympathetic face.

He rolls his eyes, taking a big mouthful from long-necked bottle before shaking his head and heading towards the doorway, hoping to get past you. "Fucking horrible." He mutters as his shoulder hits yours as he passes you, making you stumble a little. You can tell this was going to lead to another fight.

You follow him into the living room where he plops himself into his chair, leaning back and manspreading. "I heard what happened between you and Lars earlier." You comment, seeing his eyes almost darken at the thought of the fight.

"Why are you starting fights now?" You ask, crossing your arms. James looks up and glares at you. "And why are you assuming that I'm the one starting them?" James asks in a standoffish tone "Lars was being an asshole and fucking with me when I told him I was in a shit mood." James carries on.

"But does that give you the right to just walk out and slam the door like you did?" You reply, not trying to sassy or rude but it may have sounded that way to James. Oh boy James was not happy when you said that.

"Just keep your mouth shut." James spits back in a harsher tone than you've ever heard from him, which causes surprise to hit you hard. "Excuse me?" You ask quietly.

"You heard me, now keep your fucking mouth shut!" James snaps, making you bewildered at James's harsh behavior. You've never heard him this hostile before, which makes you angry yourself.

"Say that again, I fucking dare you." You reply, stepping in front of the TV to stop him from watching it. He looks more angry than ever now.

"Bitch, shut the fuck up and move!!" He almost screams at you, giving you flashbacks to the time your own father yelling at your mum. You weren't going to take this verbal abuse from James.

"Do it yourself, you prick." You taunt, not backing down. This makes James almost snap as he slams down the beer bottle and pushes himself off the chair, almost getting in your face. "I am not afraid to hurt you, now keep that fucking whore mouth of yours shut and listen to m--" You cut him off, grabbing him by his shirt and yanking him close enough that your faces are almost touching.

"Shut the fuck up, you abusive piece of shit!" You yell, which catches James off guard since you've always taken his bad moods and yelling, but today was different, almost snapping him out his anger, but you just keep going. "I am your wife and I will not take your shit anymore! Either shut that fat mouth of yours or I will shut it for you!" You push him back, making him fall back into his chair, shock in his eyes.

He stammers, tripping over his own words as he tries to act tough again but clearly failing. "Y-You can't do shit to me!" He tries to intimidate you, but he knows he's about to piss himself since he's never seen you so defensive and angry, especially with him.

"Option two it is." You say in a harsh tone as you grab him by his shirt and drag him to the bedroom, slamming him onto the bed but not letting him move. You kick the door shut as loud as he slammed the door when he came home, making him flinch. You reach for the knob on the drawer on the nightstand where you keep toys, blindfolds, even restraints such as handcuffs and rope.

You grab two pieces of rope and loom over him like a predator hunting its prey, seeing how much he's switched up from brooding and dangerous to a whimpy little girl. "Take off everything but your underwear." You say in a commanding tone, which makes him comply with ease, his hands almost ripping off his own plain white t-shirt and his hands fumbling shakily with his belt and pants, kicking them off and laying back down, still looking like he's about to piss

With the tough facade that you cannot break down now, feeling way too powerful to stop now. You hear his breath hitch when you call him that, still looking at you with fear but also arousal. You reach down, motioning for him to give you his wrists. He doesn't do it at first, but after seeing you extremely pissed off, he lets you take his wrists, tying one on one bed post and the other wrist to the other bed post, making sure they're secure.

You decide to grab a gag from the drawer at the last second, putting it in his mouth to keep him from talking as you undress yourself, showing yourself off to him as he lays there helpless and tied. You can see the obvious boner he has in his boxers, which gives you the opportunity to tease him. You walk over to the bed, straddling his hips as you hook your fingers around the elastic of his boxers, tugging them down until they're pooling at his ankles. His cock comes out and slaps his lower stomach, hard and leaking with pre-cum as his eyes beg you for release.

You lean close to his face, your tits close to where his gagged mouth is, making him whine from desperation to suck on your tits, to have what he wants but he knows you're punishing him from his aggression earlier. You decide that he doesn't deserve to have his dick sucked or touched, which makes him whine even more, his erection almost painful from how hard he is as he sees you dominate him.

You decide to mess with him even more, running your pussy lips up and down the shaft of his dick at a painfully slow pace, but not letting him enter yet. James whines desperately as both your tits are almost touching his face and your pussy won't let his cock inside of you, which he tries to beg through the gag. You can see how much torture you're causing him, making you feel proud of yourself to see your once dominant husband a whiny mess.

His hands try to move to at least touch your tits, but since he's still tied up, he lets out a loud sound between a groan and a whine of frustration, looking like he's about to break into tears if he's not given what he wants. As you feel like you've teased him enough, you finally let the head of his cock slip into your pussy, making both of you moan, letting him go all the way inside you. As you see him trying to thrust, you hold his hips down to stop him.

"Not yet." You command, moving your hips at a painfully slow pace. You feel his cockhead immediately hit your g-spot, making you gasp and groan, realizing how much he's the one that's dominant and not you. James keeps on whining, wanting to touch you, any part of you, but he's still powerless, smaller than you as his only choice is to lay there and take it without getting to touch you.

Time goes by and you decide that it's fair to loosen the load off of him and you remove the gag from his mouth, letting him speak again. "Asshole." Is what he says to you, but it doesn't sound like a threat. Both of you are rapidly approaching your orgasms, seeing he's absolutely desperate and in need to touch you, so as you keep riding him mercilessly, you decide to give him his freedom, untying his wrists. His hands immediately grab your hips, but one of them grabs your upper back and pushes you down so you're face to face with him.

He leans up and attacks your breasts, latching onto a nipple and sucking it like he's a newborn baby, making you moan loudly as well as his cock pistoning in and out of you at an extreme pace. Unable to stop yourself, you feel your orgasm hit you hard, making your eyes roll back and letting out a loud moan, which James's orgasm follows close behind yours, thrusting up into you and letting his hot cum squirt into you. As reality hits you, you collapse onto his chest, both yours and James's hearts are pumping like never before and your breathing is heavy.

As you both finally calm down, James pulls you down so you're lying beside him, his body wrapping around yours as a protective barrier. He kisses you softly, stroking your back with delicate motions. As your breaths steady, he looks down at you, still surprised how you stood up to him like you did.

"You need to be pissed off with me more." James jokes, trying to make you laugh, which succeeds. You chuckle as you look at him "I'll take you up on that."

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Tied in Desire

He was sitting on the bed, his hands tied behind his back as you rode him in a reverse cowgirl position, his aching cock only halfway in your pussy, your hips moving slowly and teasingly, not giving him enough friction that he craved so badly. You looked back at him, a lust filled smirk on your face while you watched his pleading expression.

Your ass jiggled slightly as you continued to slowly move your hips up and down his throbbing cock, his hands clenching behind his back as he struggled with the ropes binding his wrists, fighting the urge to grab your hips and slam you down onto his cock and fuck the shit out of you. He used his hips, desperately trying to thrust up into you, his breathing hitched.

-Fuck, baby, you're killing me... Stop playing and just ride me properly... - he said, his voice husky, his eyes fixated on the sensual way your ass and hips moved, his brain filled with the images of his big hands kneeding your soft flesh.

-You haven't earned it, Jamie, so be a good boy and take what I give you - you taunted, your bratty giggles and blissful moans further fueling his lust and anger.

-F-fuck... - he mumbled, his head rolling back and his eyes closed.

-I thought you were all for it when I suggested this, and now you're complaining? Not fair! - you said, your hand reaching to slowly stroke the base of his cock, your touch feather light.

-I didn't knew you'd be this cruel to me... - he grunted, the heels of his feet digging into the mattress.

-This is just the payback for all the times you've teased me, so you better stop complaining - you said, your smirking face still turned to him to watch his expression, your hand now working his heavy balls.

-Alright, maybe you're right... - he said, leaving out a deep grunt, his head rolling back once again.

You finally decided to stop tormenting him and give him what he's been wanting so bad.

-I can't keep torturing you like this, Jamie.

You lifted yourself up only to turn around and straddle him again, your pussy hovering over his swollen tip. You smiled at him gently and started lowering yourself onto him, both of you leaving out a moan of pure ecstasy as you took him deeper and deeper. When you were settled fully, his cock nestled deep in your dripping pussy you started moving your hips, slowly at first and then increasing the pace, your hands resting on his broad shoulders. His grunts and your moans filled the room, the lewd sounds of your wet cunt being pounded echoing off the walls. You kept smiling at him, loving his expression of pure bliss when he was finally getting what he loved so much.

-Where's the "thank you", hmm? -you asked playfully, not slowing down the rocking of your hips.

-Y-yeah... ah... t-thank you, baby...f-fuck... - he mumbled, making you giggle, his words getting interrupted by his groans -I'm a one lucky bastard to have you wrapped around me like this, squeezing me so good... Shit... Just don't stop this time, baby...

-As you wish, Jamie - you giggled and continued to ride him fast, bringing both of you closer to your impending orgasms. You leaned down to press your lips against his in a passionate kiss, your whimpers getting swallowed by him, your tongues tangling in a fiery dance.

You could feel him getting closer so you rode him faster, your walls twitching slightly. You started rubbing your clit, helping yourself to cum faster with him. With a few more strokes of your fingers you came, your cries of ecstasy getting swallowed by his mouth. The feeling of your slick walls clenching and fluttering around his sensitive flesh was enough to send him over the edge, his loud grunts filling the room as you broke the kiss, his hot seed filling your waiting womb. You two were panting, your faces flushed as you tried to come back to your senses.

-Fuck baby, that was... Fuckin incredible! I love you so much... You know how to keep me on my toes - he said with a smile on his face, before leaning closer to you to kiss your cheeks and forehead.

You smiled at him warmly, tracing the hard muscles of his toned chest.

-I love you too, Jamie - you said, kissing his nose and resting your head against his chest.

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Punishments

NSFW 17+

Being James Hetfields guitar tech was not a job for the weak, you knew that, but after another mistake James loses his patience and punishes you in an unexpected way

Warnings: unprotected sex, marking, spanking, manhandling, overstimulation, grammatical errors

This video inspired me 😋

Word count: 2.4k

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Being James Hetfields guitar tech was not an easy job. The man was picky as hell and if a single string was just slightly out of tune, you could expect the thing to be thrown at you. His little temper tantrums were something you were used to at this point after having worked for the band for years. You knew how to manage them well and how to avoid getting a concussion from an 8 pound guitar getting chucked at your head.

By now, you hardly ever had bad days or screw ups. Your familiar routine had been perfected and both you and James thrived with it. But today was not that day. As James plays the first few notes of fade to black on his acoustic, you realize you turned it in standard and not a half step down like everything else. You silently curse yourself as the band stops playing, the anger already fuming off of James. He looks over at you, watching as you quickly hurry over to the stage to fix it but he waves you off before aggressively kicking the guitar over and playing the intro on his electric instead.

You huff quietly, feeling frustrated and embarrassed with yourself, making your way onto the stage to retrieve the acoustic from the ground as the band plays on. Luckily the rest of the night went by without another incident, but that one mistake had clearly ruined James’ mood.

After the band finishes their set for the night and says their goodbyes to the fans, James storms off the stage and disappears down a hallway. You stay in your place, organizing and putting up your equipment for the night. James' assistant interrupts your focus as he speaks to you.

“James wants to talk to you, he's in his dressing room…” He tells you slowly, knowing that you're about to feel the full wrath of your boss. You sigh quietly and nod your head. You slowly make your way through the maze of hallways until you find his dressing room, knocking on the door before entering. James was leaning up against a small desk in there with his fingers pinched against the bridge of his nose. He looks up at you, clearly fuming.

“One job. You have one fucking job and it's the same one you've had for 20 fucking years! You'd think by now you wouldnt make a stupid ass mistake like that!” James yells at you, throwing his hands out by his sides in frustration. He pushes himself away from the desk and steps closer to you as you step into the dressing room and close the door behind you.

“It was one mistake! We haven't had any issues like that in a while, it's not the end of the world!” You groan, rolling your eyes at him in annoyance. That little act seems to make James' last thread of patience snap as he harshly grabs you and pins you against the door. You let out a small yelp, your hands going to cover yourself but he grabs your wrists and holds them tightly in his grasp. In all of the years you had known him he had never grabbed you this way, you felt your heart racing in your chest, a sense of panic washing over you. It was no doubt that James was twice your size, there was nothing you could do to fight against his grasp.

“One little mistake my ass…you embarrassed me in front of 50 thousand people waiting to hear that damn song,” He growls darkly, glaring down at you with his teeth bared like a rabid wolf waiting to tear apart its prey.

“James..I-Im sorry, I just wasn't thinking…I-,” You stutter, your heart racing faster, your breathing ragged as you turn your head away from him. You see his eyes dart down to your neck and you feel as if he's about to rip it open; Instead he does something you weren't expecting. His lips make contact with your flesh, his teeth sinking in, not harshly like a hungry animal, but like a man starved of attention and one that longed for pent up affection.

You let out a tiny, surprised gasp which caused him to tighten his grip on you. His tongue swiped over your neck, his lips sucking a mark against the smooth skin as if marking his territory. He nips a spot just below your ear which has always been a sensitive place for you, making you moan softly. Your cheeks flush and you feel him smile against your skin before moving his head away to look down at you once more.

“You want this just as bad as I do, don't you?” He questions in a low tone, an arrogant smirk across his face. You swallow thickly and nod your head, unable to find the words to speak. He chuckles, roughly pulling up away from the door and dragging you over to the couch.

“I think it's about time I give you a proper punishment after all of these years,” He sits down on the couch and pulls you over his knee, his hand instantly going to your ass and giving it a harsh smack. You let out a yelp, your face burning brighter as you cover it with your hands.

“Say your sorry,” He demands, spanking you again, this time drawing a moan from your lips. He smiles to himself at the success of this discovery about you.

“I'm sorry!” You squeak out, another hard smack landing on your bottom.

“That's not good enough!” He growls, pulling at the back of your shirt which forced you to stand.

“Strip.” He commands you, leaning against the back of the couch with his arms crossed. You hesitate for a moment before moving to pull your shirt off, tossing it to the side. You reach for your bra before you hear a small “tsk”.

“At least give me a show,” He shakes his head, an anaumsed look across his features. You do as he says, feeling nervous at the intensity of his stare. You run your hands up and down your bare stomach before turning around and letting him watch your hands unclip your bra. You let it slide down your arms, holding it out for him to see before dropping it to the floor. You keep your back turned to him as you unbutton your jeans and wiggle your hips out of them, hearing him let out a small groan as you bend over to push them down all the way.

You hear him shift before feeling his hands on your hips, turning you around to face him. His hands trail up your sides before they meet your breasts, giving them a squeeze. You bite your lip as you watch him closely, your skin flushed with arousal. Suddenly he pulls you back over his knee and delivers another harsh smack against your ass, causing you to let out a half moan, half whimper; with the lack of coverage, this one stung and left a bright mark against your skin.

“Poor thing…can't handle a few small taps…” He mocks you for your noises, his hand gently rubbing the sore skin, soothing it a bit.

“I'm sorry…” You repeat softly, looking over your shoulder at him. There was a dark look behind his eyes as he scowled at you, spanking you again. You whimper again and squeeze your eyes shut, your arousal pooling further from the feeling of being manhandled like this. You feel his fingers massage your sore skin once more before they pull your panties to the side, his fingertips edging your wet and throbbing entrance.

“You're a fucking slut aren't you…enjoying being bent over your bosses knee, getting the punishment you deserve…” His fingers rub circles around your entrance, teasing you for a few moments before he pushes them into you, you sigh softly, your tight walls clenching with need around them.

“Tell me how much you like this,” James growls, his thick fingers moving slowly, stretching you open.

“I love it,” You moan out, your eyes closed as you get lost in the feeling. He pushes a third finger into you, making you hiss slightly from the sting. His fingers eagerly explore your cunt, curling and pressing against your walls just right.

“Fuuuuckk…you're making a mess already,” He groans out, watching his fingers move in and out of you, your slick dripping down them and down his wrists making his tattoos glisten under the light.

“Mm…James,” You moan out his name. That earned you another smack.

“It's Sir,” He growls, pushing his fingers deeper and moving them faster. Your whimper softly, feeling your legs start to tremble as your body lay dangling over his lap. Your mind was blank. All you could focus on was the wet noises coming from between your legs as his fingers assault your pussy and the feeling of his other hand massaging the red skin on your ass. If this was how he'd handle your mistakes from now on you'd gladly make more.

The higher and louder your moans and whines seemed to get, the faster James moved his fingers. You could feel your climax building, your walls clenching around his fingers. Right before you were about to finish, James pulled them out. You whine in protest and look back at him. He pulls your body up from over his lap with ease before tossing you onto the couch. He wastes no time to pull his shirt over his head and push his jeans and boxers down, leaving him fully exposed. His cock looked painfully hard, twitching eagerly, his tip already dripping.

James grabs your wrists and pins them above your head as he settles himself between your legs. He looks down, teasing your entrance with his tip before plunging himself deep into you. You squeal loudly, your back arching off of the couch. With his free hand, James grabs your thigh and pushes it to your chest, using it as support to rapidly slam his hips into yours. His eyes were focused on yours for only a second before they became more interested in the bulge in your stomach.

“Tell me how good it feels,” He grunts out, rutting into you with a desperate need for his own pleasure.

“S-so good…oh!” You stutter out, your brain hardly able to process words as he practically splits you in half with his cock. He was definitely the biggest man you had been with, no doubt about that. And he was definitely the only one who had handled you this way, like you were his property…and you loved it. You loved getting fucked so hard it made you braindead.

“Yeah? S’good? Fuck you're so tight…haven't been fucked like this for a while, have you?” He groans, his hand moving from your wrists and grabbing a handful of your breast, kneading the flesh with an almost fascination.

“N-no, sir…” You moan, your hands going to his shoulders and gripping them tightly for support. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed around the room and mixed with your whiny moans and James’ heavy grunting. The wet, squelching between your legs was even louder now that you were stuffed to the brim with his cock and not his fingers.

“That's right…and only I can make you feel this good from now on,” He mutters, focused on his sloppy rhythm and the feeling of you clenching around him. Fuck you felt good, he thought, so good he was almost drooling onto your skin.

Your hands claw at him desperately, his muscle flexing underneath your grip with each greedy thrust. You could feel a familiar warmth building in your stomach but you couldn't find the words to warn him. As James pushes himself as deep as he could, his cock penetrating you and bulging into your abdomen, you both feel your squirt coat your lower halves.

James looks down and groans loudly, the sight making him slam his hips even faster. You became a trebling mess of uncontrollable moans underneath him, the stimulation becoming far too much but he didn't stop. He wasn't going to until he was satisfied and until he knew he had filled you to the brim with his seed. He pushes your legs further to your chest, locking you into a mating press.

“Fuck, just like that, keep squeezing me just like that, baby,” He moans out, his own noises becoming louder, his rhythm becoming sloppier. Your nails were digging into his skin, probably drawing blood but neither of you noticed or cared. You could feel your third orgasm rising and this time it collided with his. James’ thrusts became erratic before slowing, he kept himself buried deep in your walls as his heavy spurts filled you.

He stayed like that for a few moments, trying to catch his breath before pulling out of you. He moves your trembling legs away from your chest and pulls them around his waist as he stares down at you. Both of you had a sheen of sweat covering your skin, hair messy and all over the place, and both were attempting to process what just happened. James wipes his forehead with the armband he never took off before leaning down and placing a gentle kiss against your lips.

“I didn't hurt you did I?” He asks with a groggy voice, his thumbs gently stroking your waist as he holds it.

“No…” You shake your head, a bit dazed. A small smile crosses your features as you look up at him.

“Sorry I got so pissed…been in a bad mood all day. This definitely helped though,” He chuckles softly, placing another kiss against your lips and cheek.

“I think I'm gonna piss you off more often…”

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Your wish is my command...you guys voted for this one and another one as a tie. I'll try to get the other one done in the next few days 😈

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random james hetfield x tattoo dump ꧁☆꧂

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Yea…he’s looking at me like this…

Why I find this so visually appealing-just look at him…

Photo found on Pinterest

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Some new pictures with James in them that Adriana posted a few hours ago on how they spent there Valentine’s Day apparently or just a post she made for Valentine’s Day, I’ve seen people mention that these photos may be old, and I’m not completely sure so🤷‍♀️

But either way, I thought James looked really handsome in this. He doesn’t seem as tired as he did there for a while, he looks healthy which is always really good to see, and seems like he had at least somewhat of a good time. The smile he has in the 1st photo seems at least kinda genuine:). Plus I am absolutely loving his look🙌. I just hope he at least kinda wanted to be wherever they were and had at least somewhat of a good time. And I thought Adriana’s dress was a very lovely color as well:>.

Photos from Adriana’s instagram

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AWWWWWWWWW

𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘫𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴

𝘦𝘳𝘢: 𝘮𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 90'𝘴

. ╰──╮𝜗𝜚╭──╯ .

the second he found out you were pregnant, he started looking into moving your soon to be expanded family into the countryside, away from the noise of the city. he never neccesarily liked it, and now that you were to have kids, he wanted to raise them in the privacy and quietness of nature.

during your pregnancy he'd spend all the time he wasn't helping you on reading books about parenting, wanting to be as ready for the coming of the baby as he possibly could.

he'd feel really gulity if he had to leave you and go on tour while you were pregnant, and he'd try to call you as often as he could

you'd first child would be a girl, after finding out he'd be a little dissapointed, since he hoped for a boy. but the second he saw your baby girl for the first time all those thoughts left his head immidiately

you find him praying along with your daughter when you're done collecting the vegetables of your garden

if you had sons later on, he would teach them all the things he knew, he would take them hunting when they were older, teach them the chords to his favorite songs, play them the music he liked growing up

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Happy Valentine’s Day to all of you who can celebrate!

And for those who are single (like me, yall aren’t alone😭) here’s James being well-just look at him, to make your Valentines better haha. Or happy Friday.

Photo found on Pinterest

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Morning Lights

@metalmaidenn thank u for your thank you for your precious help 🤍

Description: you and James are expecting your first child, you wake up in the morning cuddling and making love, he takes care of you making you feel loved.

Warnings: sweet love making, pregnant reader.

My nose rubs against the cool pillowcase, the numbness of the night is still heavy on my body.

Opening my eyes slightly, the warm light of the morning welcomes me, immediately flooding me with a feeling of well-being and peace. I instinctively move back to seek contact with James qsleeping behind me. His warm chest and slow, relaxed breathing lulled me and almost put me back to sleep. As I get closer to him I hear a slight moan followed by the movement of his arm that surrounds me and holds me close.

"Good morning, how are my babies today?" his low, warm voice is like a cuddle.

“Good morning to you daddy.. we're fine! This week is going great, no nausea or tiredness, we're finally settling in" I'm happy with the fact that the discomfort I felt in the previous months is slowly disappearing and that now that I'm at the end of the fourth month of pregnancy I can finally relax and enjoy every moment . James' warm hand slides towards my slightly swollen belly and begins to gently caress me, cradling me softly. “Finally! I felt bad seeing you suffer like that. It's growing... last week it wasn't like that or am I wrong?” - “Yes, it's true, I was noticing it last night, I feel more swollen than in the last few weeks. In a few months I'll be a ball” I say jokingly.

My hand meets his and our fingers cross around my navel, releasing a warmth that pervades my whole body making me feel happy, loved and complete.

We spend a few minutes in silence cuddling, touching and enjoying the moment in the silence of our home.

I feel James' kisses on my neck behind my ears which give me shivers and I instinctively squeeze his forearm with which he is holding me to him. “Your skin is so soft and fragrant, I would stay here like this all day” the sound of his voice is like honey, sweet and soft.

I wish I could stay like this all day too, in the warmth of our bed leaving the whole world outside but with James it's almost impossible to have a whole day just for us, being a rock star's wife also means this.

James' caresses slowly concentrate first my hips then my breasts. He slowly touches them, holding me to him and I can feel his erection pressing against my backside.

I know what he wants and I want it too, after months of abstinence I need it.

“Do you want to make love with me?” his breath against my neck is the drop that breaks the camel's back, I turn my face looking at him out of the corner of my eye "Please" is the only thing I say while I slowly touch the erection in his boxers with one hand. James lets out a low growl against the back of my neck as he moves my panties to the side with one hand and delicately begins to massage my folds with two fingers, slowly and gently awakening all my senses.

“I need you so bad..” I let escape from my lips, sighing and squeezing his leg with my fingers. James smiles and kisses my neck before pulling down his boxers and slowly penetrating me, wrapping his arm around me and holding my hips with his free hand. He waits for me to adapt to him and then starts moving with slow and sensual movements inside me sending shocks of pleasure throughout my body. "How do you feel? Do you like it like this?“ he whispers in my ear between sighs, I nod, letting out a light moan as confirmation.

He has never been so delicate, so attentive and thoughtful during sex, it almost seems as if he is afraid of breaking me and although I can feel his desire growing in the way he breathes and the way he keeps me attached to his body, he maintains the control in every movement holding back from being too rough. In his gestures I feel all the love he feels for me and for our baby, he caresses my hair while he continues to push himself inside me "I love you so much Y/N" he whispers panting, I feel short of breath and involuntarily my my eyes become teary, I feel a love so deep and visceral that makes me dizzy.

“Everything ok baby?” he asks me with a worried expression, decreasing his pace and giving me a kiss on the neck. “Yes Jamie this feels so good.. I love you” my words are interspersed with sighs, James starts moving inside me again slowly panting, I tighten my legs and the further friction brings me to the limit, I squeeze his leg behind me with my fingers and I push against his pubis while James continues to grind into me. “God.. oh my god James I'm coming” I tremble as I feel the orgasm spread through my body. “Let yourself go..I got you Baby” James holds me close, slightly increasing the pace and depth, my moans come out uncontrolled from my mouth as I let my body be overwhelmed by ecstasy.

While I catch my breath James stands up leaning on his elbow and looks at me moving the covers and starts kissing my shoulder tenderly, moving down my arm and then towards my hip "You're so beautiful, can you get on top of me? I want to look at you."

His words and the way he says them make my heart explode "You're droving me crazy" I smile at him and move away, James rests his head on the headboard of the bed I position myself astride him completely naked, his eyes are never been such bright states, his gaze follows my every movement. I slowly start to ride him following my rhythm, looking into his eyes and bringing his hands to my breasts, he touches me gently panting as I tighten around him.

“You're amazing” his voice altered by pleasure and his hands on my body make me lose my mind. I rest my hands on his shoulders moving up and down his length, grinding on him slowly while he looks at me in the eyes, I know damn well that this is beyond sex, is an inexplicable connection.

I'm starting to feel more tired than usual in my movements. James seems to notice it and, holding me by the hips, he starts to move under me, giving me light strokes that make me pant: "Relax baby, I'll take care of it". Our movements synchronize and after a few minutes I feel his fingers grip my hips tightly and his pace becomes more irregular, shortly after I feel his release as he continues to move, slowing his thrusts beneath me “mmmmh god this is too good.. damn” he exclaims panting as he stares at the point where our bodies join almost as if he wad bewitched. His hands move from my hips to my belly, and as I move slightly above him he gently caresses me while looking at me in adoration.

“I love you infinitely” I tell him looking into his eyes, smiling, he smiles back “I love you too”. I slowly lie down in bed partially covering myself with the blankets, I sigh satisfied and completely relaxed James kisses me on the temple as he gets up from the bed.

"Stay here, rest, I'll prepare the tub for you, okay?" Then when you're done I go to rehearsals." James knows that I love taking hot baths especially lately when I feel particularly tired. “Aww thanks baby, but aren't you late? Rehearsals start in half an hour..."I exclaim looking at him “If they start without me, no one will die, I don't want to leave you alone while you're in the tub”.

“Okay whatever you want, but come in with me” I smile at him waiting for his answer. “that's a great idea” he says winking at me.

I watch him leave the room completely naked, while I hear him doing things in the bathroom I relax, smelling his pillow, I love his smell, it's like an anti-stress for me I can never do without it.

Once the tub is ready we enter, I position myself between his legs, leaning against his chest. The hot water makes me relax to the point that I almost fall asleep as he kisses my temples and massages me with his hands while humming a melody in my ear in a low voice.

How I wish all days started like this.

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James with an elephant statue in Thailand back in 1993 (according to where I found the photo lol).

The way he just looks so proud to be having his picture taken🤣, he’s such a vibe in this and I am HERE for it🙌

Photo found on Pinterest

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Some pictures of Emily from when Linkin Park was/has been in Japan:>

ALSO, can I please just point out how pretty she looks on the blue one😆, she’s gorgeous👏✨. And in the other two she just looks like she’s having fun and is just a vibe in the third one haha.

Photos from Emily’s story and Miles’s story on instagram<3